She sat down at the dresser and looked at herself in the mirror
Taking stock of her appearance
Her gaze went directly to her choker
She smiled as she was now His
Her hair - wild and untamed, curls damp from exertion stuck to her face
She smiled as it reminded her of how He had grabbed her by her hair, pulling her close and controlling her every movement
Her lips - full and swollen
She smiled as it reminded her how He kissed her - gentle, tender and loving and then ravaging her - hot, passionate and demanding
Her eyes - the desire and passion reflected in them
She smiled as it reminded her of the lust she felt, the lust they both had felt
Her make up - her lipstick smeared - her mascara running down her face
She smiled as it reminded her of kneeling in front of Him, reminded her of Him holding her head back and looking into her eyes, using His thumbs to open her mouth before pushing His cock deep inside her throat - now His throat - the tears running down her face, her gagging and choking, and her pleasure at now being His
She leaned forward slightly, resting her elbows on the dresser and looked at her wrists - admiring the still visable rope marks
She smiled as it reminded her of being tied up, being helpless and being possessed by Him
Leaning back on the chair she winced slightly
She smiled as it reminded her of being ordered to bend over His lap and being spanked - reminded her of His instruction to count each slap to her bottom - 1 Sir, 2 Sir - she had lost count for sure
She took one last look at herself - disheveled and exhausted
She smiled as her reflection reminded her of the commitment that had been made and that she was now His - body and soul
Thanks to IntriguedSwitch not only for a memorable and amazing day but also for helping me with this writing ❤️❤️❤️
