A Slaves Desire
Author: slave marie
Filed in: desire, want, cravingSitting here wishing to be tied
Craving, that whip upon my skin
Needing his hand around my neck
Looking at the bowl at the end of the counter
I close my eyes for a brief moment
feeling my tongue lapping the liquid
that was left
I heard him say
I saw the want in your eyes
I saw the drool drip
Then my eyes opened wide
I saw him walk to the counter
then back with the bowl
He placed it on the floor
I heard him whisper you need it
You desire it
Your body quivers for it
The bowl disappeared as he walked away
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