standing …. staring … waiting
gazing into the mirror, time slipping by as the light glistened off the key that was strung around her pretty neck.
trying to remember why she had to stare, then “because good girls obey” slipped from her lips…. as she giggled and moaned softly.
the key around her neck, the key to her mind …. placed there by her guardian, her protector, her owner, “mmmmmmmmmmmm yessss i must stare …..”
staring …. waiting…. sinking …. obeying….
until she is called…
mmmmm…~
stunning