Stolen kisses

By the nether.

I knew I should not have say yes to Verrin when he asked me to help him in his quest of becoming a good Master (And who got that great idea anyway to send him a slave…a slave! S L A V E, slave.) but yes, I said yes as ever like the idiot that I am. I accepted to play and be his mistress for an hour.

But of course it was not enough, he had to ask me if he could be the master for a time, which I said yes like an idiot. I have but one Master, and it is clear in my mind that I don’t want anyone else. But, heh, for the girl, for Verrin’s own mental sanity and my own peace of mind I said yes to everything he asked.

A back rub, yes.

Lying on me? Yes…

 Kiss me…

He had the guts to ask a kiss. The… Heck I even think he did it on purpose. I kissed him, thinking he would freak out and ask me why I did this but no… noooo… I had to tell him he should not demand, but to ask for a kiss.

Which he did.

I don’t know what took me, but I kissed him. Passionately. I wanted to make him swallow everything he ordered me, every word, every thought he probably had at this moment.

 And now… Why can’t I stop thinking about it.

~ by marillawen on May 15, 2007.