I saw Marie had posted something for Mrs Fever’s new Saturday writing project. Although Marie’s was a 100 word story, that isn’t a requirement of joining in, but I thought that I would give it a go. So here is my own drabble. Sharing me is a fantasy of HL’s and this has started to play into my fantasies now too. So here I am: shared in an image and a drabble.
Head back, tits out.
He will be here soon.
I love you, you know that don’t you?
You know how much I want you, how much it means that others want you too?
To watch him watch you.
Watch you get wet, see your nipples harden.
Watch the desire on his face as he waits for my instruction. Longing to touch you and run his fingers across your skin.
Watch you trembling for me and for him; see it move across your skin in waves as you slowly let go.
Ok. He’s here.
Be my good girl missy.
I have written a few posts about being shared in one way or another. We are really at the start of this journey so who knows where it will lead, if anywhere. But through fantasy and the use of narrative in play, we have been exploring for a while. To read more you might want to check out the following: