Wet Confessions
She opened the door, heels echoing on the dark hardwood.
Miles was already there nude, collared, blindfolded, arms tied behind his back. His cock twitched as the scent of her perfume reached him.
“Good doll,” she purred.
His breath caught.
She walked a slow circle around him, heels clicking. Her fingers traced his spine.
“Do you remember your command word?”
“Yes, Mistress,” he whispered.
“Say it.”
“Glass.”
“Good. But you won’t need it.”
She stepped in front of him, lifted the blindfold. His eyes fluttered open and widened.
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