I started writing what I’m calling my “goddess” series of short stories. They’re about gentle femdom. I have two written but I’m only posting the one for now. Just want to test the waters and see if people enjoy my writing.
It was as a quiet winter day as she began her daily stroll through the park. Her foot steps made light
crunches in the white snow that had fallen the previous night. Being up early for a walk had its
advantages. There were never people around as the city sat silent in the cold. The cool morning air left
droplets of water clinging to her scarf from her warm breath. “There he is again” she muttered to
herself. A fellow she had never met frequented the same bench every morning for the last week.
Whenever she made her approach along the path he always looked up and smiled. His balaclava
covered his mouth, but his eyes were always so calm and kind. As soon as she made eye contact, he
would turn away swiftly, pretending to receive a text from someone seemingly important.