Ausus_girl13
Rarely Behaved
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I cling to my dress and breath through both strikes, I am calm despite my whimpers, and I retreat into my mind, relaxing into my own feelings. He can see from the set of my shoulders that I am settling into the rhythm of his strikes.
Two Sir. Three Sir.
My eyes closed, my hands finger the hem of my dress and I breathe, letting all of the sensations settle over me like a warm blanket.
Two Sir. Three Sir.
My eyes closed, my hands finger the hem of my dress and I breathe, letting all of the sensations settle over me like a warm blanket.