Down the Rabbit Hole VIII

"Crossing another line"

The following Monday I awoke to fresh scrambled eggs, French toast, and orange juice in the kitchen. I was half-way through eating when the phone rang in the kitchen and I put it on speaker. "Hello, Domina," I said trying to woof...

Hot cum drips from HerAs she stands, silentlyGazing down at the anonymous puddleOf wilted, weakened fleshAt Her feetUpon artificiallySeductiveSpikesNearing stilthoodShe speaks sinister, poisonous words to him,Positioning quite delicatelyHer heels 'twixt his dainty fingersPrepared to strike, more than deadlyInfinitesimal shifts in...