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The Writer's Loft

A collection of my erotic fiction. I'm always interested in new topics if you have something you'd like to read about.
6 years ago. November 28, 2017 at 10:39 PM

He heard the knock on the door to his study. “Come,” he beckoned to her. She quietly entered his study and knelt beside his desk and watched him work. He woke before the sun and had been working on his latest novel for many weeks. He always said he did his best writing as the darkness gave way to light. She thought to herself as she rubbed the bruises on her thighs, “How apropos. He does indeed.”

She held a pillow out for him and waited for him to finish the section he was writing. When he set down his glasses and pushed back his chair, she made a mental note to tidy up his desk when she returned home this evening. On the pillow was a silver choker, her “day collar”, and she waited for him to replace her leather “evening collar” so that she could finish getting ready for work.

He stood walked behind her. She heard his keys jingle as he removed them from the desk drawer. She tensed as he lifted the tiny lock and using the key, removed it from the hasp. He then removed her collar and set it on his desk before reaching for the silver choker. In those few minutes she felt completely naked and exposed, though she wore her business attire for the day.

“Do you accept this gift of my collar to wear today while we are apart?” he asked.

“Yes, Sir. Today, and every day,” she replied.

She tensed when the cold metal laid flat against her neck and she closed her eyes when his fingers brushed against the base of neck and shoulders. Gooseflesh formed on her arms and she wanted nothing more than for him to take her right there over his desk.

“Please stand,” he asked and she complied. He took the pillow from her hands and set it beside the collar on his desk. “You look lovely today, my pet.”

“Thank you, Sir,” she replied.

“What time shall I expect you home tonight?” he asked.

“I will be home by seven.”

“Very well. Your evening collar awaits your return. As do I.”

She blushed at his last comment and nodded. She was about to turn to leave the room when he took her by the arms and pulled her close. He leaned down, his lips nearly touching hers, and he paused. She closed her eyes and held her breath, waiting for his kiss. She acquiesced into his arms when he slid his hands up her arms and held her face and kissed her softly. His lips lingered longer than usual and she silently prayed for the moment to never end.

He pulled away and she opened her eyes. Her eyes glanced at the clock. “Nine hours and twenty seven minutes until I will be kneeling before you again, Sir,” she said.

“Be safe and hurry home, my love. I miss you already.”

Felicia Foster​(sub female){Kal} - Fantastic read!
6 years ago
MasterLinguist​(dom male) - Thank you Felicia. I will be posting more soon.
6 years ago
Felicia Foster​(sub female){Kal} - I will look forward to it!
6 years ago
Bunnie - This is so beautiful. I love the indication that each day both are choosing to continue the journey together ?
6 years ago
MasterLinguist​(dom male) - Thank you, Bunnie. Yes, that was the intention of the post. ?
6 years ago

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