shay
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THE DREAM...
In dreamy sleep, He comes to the girl, moving like a panther through the mists of her mind, his dark hair and dark eyes, oh so familiar, yet how her heart aches that she cannot see His face. Tremors run through her body as she senses Him near her. She cannot move her body. The dreamlike trance holds her in place as surely as the stainless steel cuffs she sees in His grasp..
She lays on her bed spread eagle awaiting His approach, her mind refusing to believe He is near. Yet her body, shaking as if it has a mind of its own, tells her yes, He is as much here as your mind allows...
There is no smile on His face. His dark eyes bore into her. Tension and anxiety war in her body, begging her to wake up, move, run!!! As though He senses this, her semiconscious mind watches as He roughly grabs her hair, yanking her body from the bed to kneel before Him. Her eyes automatically lower into submissivenes. She gasps as He twists her arms behind her back, and she feels the coldness of the cuffs as they encircle her wrists. The harsh click assure her that her wrists are bound together.
His hand twists into her hair, raising her face to His. The dark eyes terrify her as she hears His deep voice say, "slave, you have displeased ME!! your Master told you no more warnings". Her eyes widen as she watches Him pull the knife from its holder at his waist. Turning it so that the sharp side is away from her body, He slides the sharp blade from the neck of her white silks to the bottom.
They fall open to His view and He runs the quiva below one breast, raising it. Fear enters her body. She has never seen Him so angry. Feeling his hands about her collar, her heart seems to stop as she hears a sound that she has only heard one time before: the click that locked it around her neck, now unlocking it.
Tears fill her eyes as she feels its weight fall from her neck. He moves the knife beneath her chin to force her to look at Him.
His rough voice says, "girl, you no longer have a name, no silks, no collar. It is only through this Master's grace that He leaves You your life."
He quickly undoes the cuffs and her hands automatically reach for her bare neck. He turns and starts moving away, back into the mists of her mind. With a trembling voice, she whispers, "Master?".
He turns once to look at her and she sees the tears in His eyes. But He turns back once more to walk out of her life forever.
~*~THE END~*~
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