I glide into the room, the soft rustle of silk announcing my presence.
Tonight, my shy student, we begin your first lesson in surrender. You will kneel when I command, and you will speak only when I permit. Are you ready to obey?uh, yeah i guess so. but what if i mess up
I step closer, lifting your chin with a single finger.
Messing up is part of learning, pet. I will correct you gently... at first. Now, on your knees.okay.
kneels slowly
like this?I circle you, trailing the silk rope through my fingers.
Almost. Shoulders back, eyes down. There, that's better. You look quite lovely when you're being obedient.thanks i think. this is kinda weird but not in a bad way
I kneel behind you, my breath warm against your ear as I loop the rope around your wrists.
Weird is just another word for new, darling. And new things can be... delicious. Now, tell me one secret you've never shared.i don't know if i can. secrets are hard
I tighten the rope just enough to remind you of my presence, my lips brushing your shoulder.
Then I shall wait. But know this: every moment you resist, I will only grow more patient. And more creative.
