Drey
Alisa was back in my arms after hours of guilt and hating myself for last night. She looked the most peaceful with her body folded in my arms as her chest rose and fell with every breath she took. The way she held on to my arm wrapped around her even in her sleep made me feel like an ass for leaving her this morning.
All of that fear and doubt had washed away after she had let me take her even when I showed my dominance. She did not complain even when I hurt her with the whip, a memory that would still haunt me for a good while to come. I had taken her in every dominating position a few more times before we collapsed in each other's arms yet she did not pull back, she did not run away.
I was wrong to think even for a second that Alisa would be scared off by my primal needs, and
