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.

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

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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.

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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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