| She knelt at his feet, not for
the first time.
“I’m yours. I dedicate my will to your service;
my actions to support your priorities; my mind to expand your
reach; my body to give you thrills and delight.”
He stroked her hair gently, “I accept you. I’ll
protect you. I’ll give you structure and discipline
and I’ll help you be the best you can be.
You’re mine.”
His grip tightened in her hair, forcing her into position.
His power filled her, controlling and overwhelming her.
In her surrender, they find completion. Their
world is in balance.
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