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Click hereWhen I was shattered. When I was nothing, she protects me, comforts me. The secret I must not speak is rising in me.
She is whispering. "Now it is time to put yourself together and get dressed. I will not have you catching a cold."
I don't meet her gaze as I hold my clothes and refuse to put them on.
"All that I am is yours." I say.
She smiles. "I know"
"I can't possibly repay how you make me feel. What you do for me, to me. There is something I am terrified to say to you. What you do for me isn't primarily sexual. You save me. I love you."
I said it, because she deserved to hear it, but we both knew the truth.
"But I don't love you. I will keep you for the winter because you need me. But some the spring, I will let you go."
I look at her, standing both sad and regal by the hood of her car. My eyes are tearing, but she smiles.
"If you want, I will let you love me tonight. My good little dog wants her treat?"
Opening her coat, she pulled her long skirt up to show thigh highs and no panties.
If I would have had my tail plug in, would be wagging it. I crawled to her and kissed her feet. My hands caressing her slender ankles as I prepared to kiss my way up to my treat, and My Lady's pleasure.
There in my own garage, beneath my sleeping family and before My Lady's car, I lapped at her pussy, serving the altar of my goddess with every fiber of my being. I was hers forever, but her touch was mine only for tonight.
It is enough.
- COMMENTS
mattenwover 1 year agoSorry, but that's not a good story. Or does anyone really believe that all of this could happen without family or husband intervention? Ridiculous!
Anonymousover 3 years agoLiked this story but once again we the reader was left hanging because there is more to the story but it's you who must write it. Keep the lesbian theme without men so it can be very sexy. Make Jan kneel before a couple of students and service them much like Jan services her Lady. Have Jan service her daughter, etc. this story has tails that can be expanded in several directions with women to women love. Keep writing, very good content.
ValleyVixinover 3 years agoAuthorMy name is Jan. My Lady calls me her little Wendy Doll when I am letting her do the thinking. When I am properly her pet, I am her little Wendy Doll. That is the name she gave me. She says she can tell when I switch between the two, when I stop thinking completely and surrender.
I am Jan, but sometimes I am Wendy for My Lady.
