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Even when it’s over, it still isn’t over.

He is home. ♥️

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Let's play a game

Hope you enjoy this one as much as I did writing it. 🙌

Sitting on the leather couch. Green. The fire burns bight. Crackles in my ear.

My head to his chest, his heart pounding in my ear.

Do you hear that kitten? It beats for you.

He gently holds my chin. Looking at him. Face to face. Gentle kiss on the tip of my nose.

I know why he has brought me here.

He whispers.

Let's play a game.

He carelessly moves to the wall.

10.

Here's the game kitten. When I reach ZERO, you are going to be gone.

9.

Slowly backing up.

Bare feet hitting the cold wood floor.

8.

When I catch you, and I will catch you my love, I will hurt you.

Reaching for the metal linked chain as long as my love for him.

7.

Back to the heavy wood door.

Fingers within reach of the brass that leads to my path of nightmares.

6.

And when I hurt you, and I will hurt you my love, I will break you.

Reaching for the braided leather. The leather that makes the most beautiful marks on a body I have ever witnessed.

5.

Fingers to the door knob, and the sound of the click, settles in the pit of my stomach and it turns.

4.

Run kitten.

3.

The dark woods taunting me with the events that are soon to come.

My feet hit the cold ground. Digging in. Trying to get away as fast and far as I humanly can.

I hear him.

2.

Loud.

Crack of the whip.

1.

Visions of him violating every surface of my body flooding my head.

I daringly steel a look, to find him in the door way.

He bellows out.

Z.

Crack.

E.

Scramble behind dead leaves. Heart pounding in my ears.

R.

I hear him.

Laughing.

O.

The click of .40 rattles in my ears.

Here kitty kitty.

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I really can’t think of any other way to make brownies. More brownie mix made it to my belly than in the pan. I can’t be trusted with baking. 🤗🙃 #tutu #little #ddlg #brownies #glitter #naughty #ihavenoideawhatimdoingwithhashtags

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Let's play a game

Laying in bed. Back against the board. Eyes furiously reading the words to my new novel. Pages sucking me in like a black hole. He walks into the room. Stealing my attention, as he does every time. Leans over, presses a tender kiss against my cheek. Sits on the bed next to me. Nods at the fictional world resting in my hands. Diving back in, knowing very well he was watching me. I'm pleased you like your new book love. You deserve it after you did so good yesterday. Wicked grin. My eyes come up from the pages. Smile. Takes the book from my hand. Gently resting it on the bed. His face changes. Like the moment before a panther attacks its prey, he is silent. He moves. Not even a blink and his hand is around my throat. Whispers in my ear. Lets play a game kitten. Fear washes my face. Snatching a fist full of hair. Drags my body off the bed. Across the floor. Rough carpet pulling at my skin. Into the bathroom. Yanking me off my knees. Leaning me against the sink. Holding my chin with the force of a thousand soldiers. Forcing me to look at the mirror. His face staring back at me. Pure pleasure. Sick. Twisted. Sadistic. Pleasure. Look at your self kitten. Your stunning. Before I could even speak he forces my head down. Coming to the reality. The sink is full with water. I feel him rip my panties down as my head goes under. Unable to breathe. Inside me. Forceful. Water flooding my insides. Pushing himself deeper and deeper inside. Loosing myself in the inability to breathe and the feeling of floating away. The ground falling away beneath me. He snaps me back to earth, lifting me from the water. Mascara running down my cheeks. Choking back the water invading my lungs. Hand around my throat. Lips to my ear. Whisper. Just when I thought you couldn't possibly get any more stunning. Ready kitten. Hold your breath.

Hope you enjoyed it!- Xoxo

-little

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Come snuggle, Daddy?

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In little space I love to ~

Make weird noises

Eat lots of cookies

Cuddle

Play with my stuffies

Color

Watch cartoons

Dance around

Say daddy a lot

Giggle

Pout if I don’t get my way

Suck my thumb/paci

Carry my blankie around with me

Listen to stories

Nap

Let all my grown up problems go away

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I could kill you

You trust me. Explicitly. With every piece of your innocent soul. You trust that I will executive every intimate detail with caution and your safety at the forefront of my mind. With that being said, I could kill you if I wanted to. You know that scene you love? The one with the pink nine millimeter? Yeah, that one. I could just "not" remember to empty the clip. Pull the trigger, with the barrel pointing right at your pretty little head and blow your fucking brains out. The scene with the knife? I could drag it just a little too deep, and all the way until your last ragged breath you would believe me when I say "Everything is perfect, kitten". That fire scene? I could set your skin ablaze, inhaling your buring, milky flesh, as I watch the flames take hold of you. I wouldn't even have to do it physically. You see, beautiful girl, you trust me so deeply, I could, if I wanted to, instruct you to turn your wheel a little to the left, driving down that busy highway not a mile from the life we built together and just as your car meets that eighteen Wheeler, crushing the delicate frame, your skull bouncing off the steering wheel, you will still believe in your ever expanding mind, that everything is perfect. I could kill you. But I won't. Not tonight. Sleep, little girl. I've got you.

-littlesteph