The Ache
Added 2021-04-28 16:17:21 +0000 UTCSome light themes of addiction, as you're kept up by the need, the want, the ache to submit.
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Even as tired as you were, as sleepy as your mind felt, the ache was still there. The longing. Even now, so late at night, the images racing through your mind were keeping you awake. A pocket watch, swinging; their eyes, dazzling, mesmerizing.
And those images stirred that familiar feeling of control, of submissiveness. And that just reinforced the ache. The need, both in your mind, and body. A need to be controlled. A need to feel that arousal that they brought you. It all circled around and around.
It was only midway through the week though. It was another three days until you would get to experience it again. Until you would get to feel the bliss of obedient submission to them. But you needed to feel it now. If only it wasn’t so late. Well. You guess it’s not too late. Not for a quick… Indulgence.
You slip on your headphones, and, as their voice fills your ears, then your mind, you quickly sink, into trance, into their control, into the ache, and then, you are gone. Floating on their voice. A good toy.
