Pierce POV
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I splash some cold water against my skin
As I stare at my mirror image
My own reflection
As a habit , I still look down to my knuckles
They aren't bruised
But I still feel the blood stains on my skin
But it's invisible
That was the first day , I took charge as an dominant
First day , I had whipped a woman
It made me feel at peace
After all. I wasn't just the one , bruised
Seeing the stains , of blood
Eased me
And I didn't know how I felt about this new found territory of s*x and dominance
Marking people , was a joy
Seeing them fear you , was a win
Owning control was the victory
It was win and win, when they begged for you
Because, those helpless cries was my strength
But it wasn't the same case with Charlotte
The person I become,
