Collar & Lead
8am he pads out of the shower
a wave of swirling steam follows him
waterbeads trembling on his shoulders
his fresh scent permeating the air
he’s chunky, tall & powerful
she cannot see him but she can hear him
hidden deep pink petals throb a little
he spies her plump bruised bottom
she wonders, will he?
will he take her before he leaves?
will he use her for his pleasure?
will he make her beg?
she wasn’t touched
her head drops a little
busying himself, dressing,
she presses herself down into the bed
he places her pretty red collar on the pillow
whispers, “when I come home you’ll be wearing this”
he bites her shoulder, hard
“& when I attach your lead, you will follow me..”
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