Daddy Marks His Property, Part 3

"Shawna comes to dinner"

Shawna was in her zone. She worked at the outline of Stephie's tat with remarkable precision. It had taken her only a half hour to sketch the outline and she had started to ink it in. Suddenly her phone rang,...

Master's eyes, Master's face The sting of leather, tattered lace His anger fades, leaving only His pain My head bowed down, lashes lowered in shame Knees bent wide, with arms behind Facing the wall, searching my mind His disappointment is...