“There is no safeword today slut, but you will get a reward if you’re good. Now we will start at pain level Red & work up…”
Screaming, clawing, crawling, fighting, begging, sobbing, the hoarse safewords no longer wrenching out. “You need more slut.”
The wonderful things he growls in my ear no longer make sense. Words have no meaning. I can feel his love deep within my soul.
Because He needed it.
We all have our own demons.
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