HNT- Tits in the Night

It is night.

I’m in my bed, just ready to turn out the light. Missing Him, that rough, mean touch of His hand on my body, the way His fingers can pinch in a flash, leaving bruises and euphoria in His wake.

I send Him pictures of “His tits” before I plunge my room in darkness and remember…

bedGoodnight, Master.

 

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