Kneeling at My Master's feet the chaos of the world fades into nothing. I await Her direction, grass growing over my calves.
Her hand rests upon my crown, marking my place in the whole of things. My place, here, beneath the hand of love.
Whispers ~ Kinky microfiction...
By TwistedMsQuin
Tiny tasters of sensual, kinky, and strange tales for you to enjoy. If you like the way I weave words please... More