Black Hand
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Jan 3, 2011
- Location
- A Flyover State
As Joseph woke up in the morning, he was delighted to hear the ever present sound of snoring to his side. And as per every morning, it made him turn to the side to see the lovely face of his sleeping companion. His fingers reached out softly and gave her soft cheek a tender yet gentle touch. Nothing that might disturb her slumber, but enough for him to get a feel of the woman who he shared the bed with. Who he had shared the bed with for months now, much to Joseph's delight. Then slowly he retreated his hand back, the sensation of his lover's cheek still hanging fresh on his fingertips.
It was at this point that He thought back to the events of the previous night. it wasn't a play session entirely unusual for them. The kinky games that Master and Pet loved to play were all there. But like every night in bed with her, it was most certainly a good one. Everything from the ringing tag of the leather collar, that currently hung silently around her neck, to her voice straining through the bright red ball gag, could all be visualized. Joseph laid back in bed sighing, not wanting to disturb the sleeping girl.
The air was cold, as Joseph trudged through the snow covered ground. He hated the February month. It was always much too cold for him. He dreamed of the return of summer. He always remembered the area as it looked during the summer. He had always went home from December to March back when he lived here, so he had never been here during the winter. But now that he was back, he was getting his first view of the little town during the winter time. Shivering slightly, he turned to the side, one of the coffee shops he used to frequent was about a block away. Maybe he could warm up there?
Plan of action now in mind, Joseph sprinted away, ducking into the little coffee shop, his mind drifting to what had had happened the last time he had been in here.
It was at this point that He thought back to the events of the previous night. it wasn't a play session entirely unusual for them. The kinky games that Master and Pet loved to play were all there. But like every night in bed with her, it was most certainly a good one. Everything from the ringing tag of the leather collar, that currently hung silently around her neck, to her voice straining through the bright red ball gag, could all be visualized. Joseph laid back in bed sighing, not wanting to disturb the sleeping girl.
The air was cold, as Joseph trudged through the snow covered ground. He hated the February month. It was always much too cold for him. He dreamed of the return of summer. He always remembered the area as it looked during the summer. He had always went home from December to March back when he lived here, so he had never been here during the winter. But now that he was back, he was getting his first view of the little town during the winter time. Shivering slightly, he turned to the side, one of the coffee shops he used to frequent was about a block away. Maybe he could warm up there?
Plan of action now in mind, Joseph sprinted away, ducking into the little coffee shop, his mind drifting to what had had happened the last time he had been in here.