Submissive Academy
Darkness swallows the room, heightening every sound, every breath, every shift of the mattress.
"Arch your back. Ass out," he orders roughly behind me.
"Yes, Sir," I whisper, slipping deeper into the sweet, heady fog of submission.
I arch obediently, exposing myself fully to his mercy.
Every inch of me is electric, desperate, waiting.
I can feel him behind me. Shirt discarded. The belt heavy in his hand. His Dominant side coiling tighter, ready to snap.
The control he fights so hard to maintain is one he can let go of here. Right here, in this moment, I'm at his mercy. He can let go of that tight control.
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