Tuesday, 17 January 2017

Kneel. Bow. Worship. Serve. Obey

Commanding and in control of you; mind, body, soul. I own all of you. your body, your mind, your heart. you cannot help but obey Me, always.
Kneel at the high stiletto heels of My thigh high leather boots. Be silent as you wonder if I will allow you to breath in their scent, perhaps even give them a little kiss. you tremble in anticipation, knowing I could crush you with My long heels, pierce you with the spike heel.
My skirt is short, My corset tight and low, you want to look, but dare not move, as you have been instructed to be still and remain silent.
And then, "Crack!" you remember, My long leather whip.

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