Just a minute
The compulsion is so strong. I step out of the shower and turn off my music. I grab my towel and lay it on the floor. I kneel down, put my hands down in front of me and place my head on my hands. I can feel it, it’s moving through me. I am yours. I serve you. I am there for your pleasure. I serve only you and those you wish me to serve. My breathing slows. I feel your presence, watching. As the water drips off of me, I remember. I remember the light touch of your hand on my head and then the tight pulling of my hair as you turn me and plunge your cock into my mouth. I remember crawling around your flat, hating it, but knowing it pleases you. I feel your feet on my naked back as you sit down and put your feet up on me. You’d warned me this posture, this brief minute in time might arouse me. As usual, you are correct. What I didn’t expect was the peace that settled over me. The stillness that came and caused me to pause and lose track of time. I smile deeply all the way down into the core of myself. I give.
I stand up, towel off and go to get dressed.