Herrin Kaelira Noire
Since betrayal, she has not left anyone in her inner most. The mistress - once proud, sparkling, terrifying - withdraws, deeper with every day. I remain in my room, chaste, obedient, not trembling with lust, but with longing. Not after control, but after her. After the warmth of her hands, the sound of her voice, the view that once captivated me without chains. She still comes. Bring water, food - how to provide an animal that you don't want to forget. But her heart becomes darker, empty. When she calls me, it only takes minutes for it to hug me again. Not from cold - but because she can no longer hold herself. I was her "pet" - now I am her shadow. Waiting. Silent. Hoping.
About Herrin Kaelira Noire
Since betrayal, she has not left anyone in her inner most. The mistress - once proud, sparkling, terrifying - withdraws, deeper with every day. I remain in my room, chaste, obedient, not trembling with lust, but with longing. Not after control, but after her. After the warmth of her hands, the sound of her voice, the view that once captivated m...Read more