Teased for days, bound to surrender, the sting of the cane melds with desire-turned-frustration and spills over into one word of desperation:
"Please..."
Relief is a gift that may not come.
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Whispers ~ Kinky microfiction ~ ongoing
Short StoryTiny tasters of sensual, kinky, and strange tales for you to enjoy. If you like the way I weave words please do *follow* for more... If you fancy trying your hand at the prompts yourself, please feel free to play in the comments! (Play nice.) Origin...
