Fantasy Snippet 2

“Up,” he said.

I stood, a bit slowly, my knees protesting. He didn’t rush me, just watched, sitting upright in his big chair. He let me stand a minute, just looking at me, and the urge to cover my body made me tremble.

“Hands behind your back,” he said. Slowly, reluctantly, I moved in response, widening my stance a bit, feeling my breasts thrust forward. His gaze moved over me, head to toe, and I shivered.

“The inspection next,” he said. “You filled out the medical form already, we won’t go through that again now.” He picked up the paper on the small table beside him, looked over it, glancing up several times.

“Turn,” he said, and when I paused, he gestured with one hand, “Turn around. I want to see your ass.” I turned, pivoting slowly with my hands still clasped behind me.

“Spread your legs,” he said, “spread them wide.”

A wave of humiliation and heat ran through me. I did not want to do that, not at all. And I wanted, with my whole heart, to obey him. I stood, frozen, heart pounding.

He waited.

mask, handcuffs, tasseled whip

5 thoughts on “Fantasy Snippet 2

  1. It is great to see you writing again Olivia, I did miss your stories. Thank you for continuing this story. I enjoyed this snippet. I would balk too I think. The conundrum between wanting to obey and not wanting to do it.

    Hugs
    Roz

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    • Thanks so much, Roz. I feels good to be writing again. Glad you’re enjoying it,of course. And yes, there’s some tension between the desire to avoid and the desire to submit. Almost always I think… Hmmmm. Interesting. Thanks! 💜

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