“Come here.” – A story of a dom and his precious sub

“Come here.”

The two words she had been yearning to hear all the day. The command that released her from the harsh burdens of life and ensured her she was still a sweet gentle being.

A soft delicate response came from her mouth as she slowly walked towards him.

“Yes sir.”

Never breaking eye contact she slowly walked to him. Every step closely observed by his attentive and caring gaze. As she inched closer his legs began to inch open. Approaching him, she stood between his legs patiently waiting.

“On your knees.”

And down onto her knees she went.

“How was your day darling?”

Frustration was written all over her face. The day had taken its toll on her. Pulled in so many directions at work, where she is always in command. But now, she could release control to him. Focusing her attention on just him, her guide to calmness.

Her head slowly sank to the ground as she reimagined the pain of the day. Trying to push back the dark feelings, she felt herself crumbling as she knelt before him.

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