Being that I am not with my Dom 24/7 I enjoy the thoughts of what can or will come. The imagines that run through my head at times. Images that are put there by him. Words that he may have spoken. Promises of pleasure.
I sit quietly in the doctor’s office, watching the people around me. And suddenly I feel him. My body starts to warm, and I know I am flushed. I am so attuned to everything around me, like everything got louder and I can hear the rise in my heartbeat. I look around and everyone is minding their own.
I am feeling the need to submit in some small way. I feel almost a shyness but know he would enjoy the reaction I have to him. I’m wet. He guides my thoughts. He tells me to cross my legs and as I do I squirm. My face is hot, and I bring my hand to my cheek…it’s on fire. The ache in my core needs fulfilling. He tells me to pinch my nipple and I reach under my coat. I pinch softly, then harder and I let a small moan escape. I look around, but no one noticed. The ache gets deeper.
Fuck, I am interrupted. The naughty girl’s leash was yanked back into reality! Disappointment and frustrations galore!
Ugh! Now I must wait until I get home because he dashed away but is still in my thoughts always.
