The Night I Became Submissive To You
As your submissive, I walk down the hallway sadly not noticing the flashing light above me, I walk slowly towards the bathroom in a daze, open the door, switch on the light and walk in. I stare at the reflection in the mirror. It doesn’t look like me at all, the face is pale and you can see lines of tears from where the person had been crying, hair all over the place and looking like a complete wreck!
My hands slide down my breasts, onto the hem of my nightgown, I lift it up over my head and it drops onto the floor. I gently untie my necklace and place it on the bench. Now I am totally bare naked. I turn on the shower, the cold one then hot. I step onto the cold tiles, my nipples go hard and my body shivers. I step into the warmth of the water. The water trickles down my face, onto my breasts, down my tummy and down my warm spot, running down my silky smooth legs. I move my soft hands against my slippery body from my belly up the sides and up to cup my perky breasts. While massaging with one hand, my free hand moves slowly down my tummy and rubs my smooth wet pussy. Oh how I love the feel of my soft smooth body under the warm gentle water running down my body.
I dip a finger in feeling how wet and turned on I am, I close my eyes and imagine that you are with me. Thinking of how much I love you and the first time we met. The first time I saw you, how I felt the first time you put your arms around me and gave me a hug, the first time I felt my soft lips against yours, how I felt so safe and snug in the warmth of your arms. I’d be so lost and afraid if you ever left me. I sighed quietly to myself deeply, if only we hadn’t had that silly fight, then you would be with me. I never ever like making you angry but when you said you were disappointed with me I felt like a hot dagger had gone through my heart. I just couldn’t bare the look of your usually soft brown eyes looking at me in a menacing way, just thinking about it makes me want to cry again.
