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The Kiss
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The Kiss
I see you naked, kneeling before me. Eyes downcast, as is proper. I
simply stand before you for a few long minutes, giving you time to
feel the submission you have given me.
My heart leaps as I see a small tremble in your body as you kneel. I
wonder exactly what thoughts and feelings are going through you now.
No doubt you will show me later, but for now I reach for the wide black
leather collar I have brought for you.
The Wolf awakens as I slide the collar around your neck, under your
delightful hair, and fasten it snugly about your throat. My finger eases
its way under the collar, pressing uncomfortably against your neck.
I kneel down in front of you as I gently grasp your chin, and raise
your eyes to meet mine. My eyes stare expressionlessly into yours as I
growl, softly, deep in my throat. I expect to see a terrified rabbit,
but instead I see deep love and unconditional trust looking out from
your soul.
Still holding your chin, I pull on your collar to bring your lips to
mine. Your lips, your tongue follow mine as you show me that
submission does not imply unresponsive.
I pull away from your mouth and hear a little whimper escape you.
You are mine, for now.
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