by
Guardian_Silent
Light footsteps echo through the chamber. My cool gaze watching you trying not to watch Me. As I requested your hair slicked back.

Naked before Me, I simply whisper "Nadu." And you comply dropping to your knees, spreading your thighs for My view only. Hands resting on your thighs palms up as I thaugt you meaning your willing to serve Me in all things I ask of you.

Aahhh the beauty of submission before My feet, Mine to do as I please. To take, to cheerish, to press, to adore.

Watching you not move but seeing a slight tremble as I let the whip uncoil from My grasp.....you know what comes girl

With the slightest of movements, I flick My wrist and send a loud crack from the whip through out the room. All eyes snap to Me but not yours, you do not even move a hair.

you are Mine girl and I know it

your already dropping to that quiet space of yours

that space where I alone stand

CRACK , I COMMAND

I see your body shiver, knowing you wish to dance

and I wishper for your ears alone

"Show Me," and you spring up joining the whip in your own dance. your movements a mock dance of the whip

but with a slaves grace

I hear you moan as the whip sails over head

CRACK

snapping My wrist back calling it to Me

teasing you with the whip

you dance silently begging for it's bite

CRACK

and your back bows in mockery

daring Me

CRACK

and it sings over head

My eyes locked on you as you are locked to My will

both in O/our own deep worlds where no one else exist but the O/other

CRACK

by your right side

CRACK

near your back

CRACK

by your left

CRACK

dusts kicks up from it's bite

CRACK

KNEEL, the whip commands and you fall to the ground

CRACK

CRAWL, SLUT and the slave crawls

moving gracefully and powerful

CRACK over hear

CRACK near your back

and yet you move your hips in tyme with it as if the sound of each crack was a thrust deep within your heat, as if fucking

CRACK

CRACK

CRACK

Nadu

and you kneel as before

CRACK near your hardening nipples

CRACK

between your glistening thighs

and you moan as the air moves there

CRACK and it demands it

and you answer with a shudder and a long moan

you have given your most cheerished gift of submission

THE END

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