Submission

from Lysann Bundy

I kneel down, as you showed me and expected of me. My hair is tied in a horse's tail. I wait. You enter the room. I don't look up, because I'm not allowed to. Your cock slowly moves under my chin. You lift my head. I look into your eyes. Inside, I'm already wincing. "Who am I?" is your only question. In a low, hesitant voice, I answer, "My Lord!" The answer seems to please you. "Why are you here?" I hesitate and answer, "To please and obey you." What happens next? What do you want to do next? Let me know.