He wraps me in silk to complement my softness.
A softness that only He sees.
He wraps me in silk to remind me of my strength.
As He restrains my wrists to use my body.
He wraps me in silk to reinforce his dominance.
The fabric an extension of his hand around my throat.
He wraps me in silk to tell me I’m beautiful.
As He spanks me to tears to take away the pain.
Jaye Elise writes... 
Exquisite
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Thank you kindly!
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Beautifully written contrasts, my friend! I admire how you have weaved together the delicate balance of power and vulnerability. Well done ❤ XOXO
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Thank you so much, nora! I’m so happy you liked it!
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