TBS

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TBS

The atmosphere is heavy with tension
and holds the suspense
as he waits there, bound
until she surprises him

He doesn’t know what’s to come
in his own TBS
and he waits in blind trust
for his “lovely” Mistress

How long he stands there
no one notices
he feels lonely and alone
abandoned by God and all

But then he feels her hand
striking his cheeks viciously
he startles and feels his life
racing through his body

…he is hers

© Mrs Moriah
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