Microtales for my Master

He held my heart like no one ever could. I found someone whom I could trust that he will never actually hurt me. He nurtured me like a plant, with all his care and heart with a good communication between us. Yes, my master held all my scars and I knew they will heal this time.

He told me to wait for him.

As I typed an okay, my keyboard suggested master. Even my keyboard has started to be his submissive.


You broke down my walls without even my noticing, but when you rebuilt them, you added the windows for light.


Your voice has a special effect on me. It makes me feel wet instantly and make my breaths deeper and passionate. There’s something I just can’t make you understand, what your voice do to me.


I was naked when I told you all my secrets. You didn’t just undress me, you undressed my soul.

Published by Master's Dimpled Girl

A proud bitch owned by her Master ❤️

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