Earning My Pleasure (Medium.com)
I craved his control, the pleasure he required me to earn. Even if it came with a little pain. From Red Curtain Erotica, on Medium.com.
I stood there, ready for his inspection, unable to stop the shivers of anticipation as I adjusted the open cup bustier my Master required, making sure the thigh-high stockings were exactly the same height. My rigid nipples were totally exposed to his gaze, my hand coming almost reflexively up to the matching collar around my neck.
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