Monday, January 2, 2012


It's our last night alone, and we made the most of our evening.  It was an intense encounter, an intoxicating mixture of pleasure and pain.  He did things, some old, some new, all good.  He used me and abused me, and several times He literally took my breath away.  When it was over and we lay on the bed catching our breath, I felt so loved, so in love, so owned.

It was perfect.

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