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Click hereHe leaned over me, still, silent. I could feel His weight pressing my body into the bed. Then one hand reached under me, grasped one breast. "You may cum now, Dianne," He whispered, squeezing my nipple. Hours of slow torment had built up my desire to a massive level and this one kind gesture, coupled with His permission, was all that it took. My orgasm blossomed within me.
A song of fire burst within my loins, boomed out to my breasts, exploded through my lips, echoed through my anus and legs and thighs and arms and ears and... I was transfixed, floating in that little death the Enlightenment writers so often praised.
I cried, wept in my joy. My forgiveness was clear and I was in His love again.
I felt His hand softly sweep my hair from my back, off my neck. He caressed me, stroked my back and shoulder, comforted me and soothed my fears.
It took a long time.
Eventually, He pulled Himself out of me, stood up and headed for the toilet.
"Clean yourself up, Dianne. Then you may join me." The door closed behind Him.
I again burst into tears -- joyful, happy, contented tears. I knew, to the bottom of my soul, that I was forgiven.
And that He loved me.
It had been a truly wonderful night.
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No, I still don't know what it all meant. Who was she and what were they discussing? What was the purpose of displaying, arousing and tormenting Aaron and me in such open fashion before each other? It is hardly my place to know. I certainly never saw either one of them again.
But I do know that I am worthy, cherished and loved.
And that is enough.
Meh. Sorry this didn’t do anything for me. One of your lesser entrees in your catalog.
Amazing first person writing, I would normally have clicked away but I wanted to see where this would go.
It's not my type of love - but the Dianne had real emotions and reactions and thoughts and it gave me a glimpse into what someone else's mind frame is well outside my own. How they find joy and fulfillment. I loved it and I don't think I would have connected if it was written from any other characters viewpoint.
I gave a 3. The story was well written, but the subject just didn't work for me. It smacks of humiliation and that has no place in the world of sexual satisfaction... for me anyway. To each his own.
Perhaps 'flawless' is not really possible, but this one basic scene flowed seamlessly from start to end. There are many, many flavors of love, this was a peek into one not usually explored outside of the D/s 'scene'. Romance is defined as; a genre of fiction dealing with love in an idealized way. I think you chose the perfect category. But all that aside, the execution was flawless, in my opinion.