Shadow's blog: "A story..... NSFW possibly"

Waiting...her heart craving, finally alone no more as he touches her. Loving her with every touch, with every slap.... How can this feeling ever have been denied, she opens herself completely, submission in all it's glory as she holds herslf on the ground worshipping him and what he holds for them both. Her body trembles under every harsh touch...knowing that in the end he will bring her every pleasure, she had ever needed or desired. for too long he has only been in her dreams, and now they are all in front of her. Her body feels as it is going up in flames with the completion she knows her soul feels. He kneels behind her and brings her up to his chest lovely, as only her Master can be. She knows she is owned and with his arms around her, all she needs to do is but listen for his breath, his heart beat, his words for guidance. He feels her trembling with every emotion as she shakes under his touch. For the first time in her life, she is taken to a bed where she is needed, wanted, desired, and humbled. He carries her there and then he, the Master, sits on the floor next to the bed... He waits for her to calm, he knows her as well as she knows herself...perhaps better. He kneels next to the bed, letting her know that while she is the slave...she is worthy. She has lost all will that she even thought to hold...with seeing him on his knees for her...she opens her heart and her soul, to her Master. Reaching he brings her eyes to his..."look me always in the eyes," he tells her. She can see the world in those eyes..all her own needs are there......all her desires to serve him. In his eyes, in his arms is where she belongs forever and eternity. "Slave to only me," he demands as he pulls head back by her hair and roughly kisses her lips....and she...she is silent.... {more later}

*Work in progress soo it will come in parts* She stands there in front of him...in the dusk of the light she moves. She does not like to be caught and so her wings move her effortlessly. He wishes to touch her, but she moves away, for even though she has come to be taken by him...she has not yet totally submitted. As she comes closer to him she finds she can not breath for antisipation is building within her heart and soul. The fire that started long ago now burns like an inferno, tempting them both to seek the heat that pours from both as they stand and look at eachother. Which will move first? who will cross the line that they have kept for so long? When they bring real time into now??? The night is hot and the place they stand cold, but the fire pours over them both, as person to person, they struggle to find the way to real time. She will not make the move for it is not her place, but he is looking for that last okay...that last intamite knowlegde that she trusts him 110%. and as he sees it...she is then his....as he step into to take what is his...what he owns...what belongs to him...what has belonged to him for all eternity. This he will never let go. She is his slave and now in real time, she will be made to submitt wholey to her Master... *to be continued...if you wish me too*.... ;)