Blue Inspiration

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 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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