This time she cried out in pain. xx video Not by you, not where a Master belongs, to protect His own, to live up to My vows.”
She tried to speak through her coursing tears, but choked on the words and bawled like a baby, sniffling and blubbering. That He’d thoughtfully wrapped her wrists & ankles with soft cotton batting before He locked those restraints on her, spread-eagled on the St Andrew’s cross, the one He’d made especially for her when she came to Him to be trained, learn, and as she hoped inside, to stay forever. The warmth from the Kitchen range wafted up through the wrought iron vent in the floor directly beneath her nakedness.
