This is in response to a WL Challenge.
You're in bed dead to the world you butt is glowing, the paddle and your briefs litter the room.
You're in bed dead to the world you butt is glowing, the paddle and your briefs litter the room.
You have relief!!
I
am torn. Did I do too much? Was I too angry?. Will you hate
me?
I
am the Top, out here it sounds so hollow so empty.
You need my control.
You need my support.
I need, I
need, I feel the tears.
Like I felt
yours.
I hear your voice.
Mark? Tentative questioning worried.
Wiping the tears away,
hiding my face.
Your warm
arms engulfs me, your head on my shoulder.
'I'm so sorry,' you
whisper.
I feel my
relief.
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