Strong willed, sassy, and out spoken a take charge kinda girl. She sat up a little straighter and smiled with unwavering confidence.She couldn’t and wouldn’t ever be broke.She’d never say those words.The words he wanted.His playroom, his toys, his,his,his.His words, his touch, his, his, his.His rules, his will, his, his, his.His punishments.She dared to push her limits.She hoped for one who could.She would only submit to one.The one who could break her.Bring your flogger, your paddle, your whips, plugs, and vibrators.Bring your binds be them cloth, metal, or leather.I will not be broken.This room.This darkness.This cage.This silence.These minutes?These hours?These days?How long.How long.A flash of blinding light.The sound of him approaching. As her eyes adjusted he came into view, tall, muscular, confidence in himself that surpassed her own it was him the one.Tears welled in her eyes her heart pounded in her chest, he’d opened the cage door she crawled out on all fours.His will.His words.His touch.His rules.From all fours she tucked her knees beneath her belly stretched her arms in front of her and crossed her hands at the wrist.At his feet.His silence.Her words.My Dominant my heart and mind are yours I am yours alone to shape as you will I submit to you Black Daddy.Her will.Her sass.Her defiance.BROKEN.
