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New Life

she was drawn to him
from across the room at a party

he said
“You are a slave at heart”

they talked for hours

power exchange
submission
slavery
service
obedience
discipline
punishment
sadism and masochism
ownership and stewardship


as the party was ending
he asked
“Are you ready to surrender?”

she hesitated

before she could formulate an answer
he handed her a card
his name and address
“visit me when you are certain”
then walked away

compulsively rethinking
the conversation

for weeks

she looked inward
examining her desire

the yearning to submit
became overwhelming

she needed
to be owned by him
possessed by him

her desire to serve him
so obsessive
that it became her identity

although more than a month had passed
she picked up his card
bought a one-way ticket
flew to his town
took a taxi to his address

knelt at his door
in the dark

to offer herself to him
hoping he would take her in
as his slave
his housekeeper, maid, cook
gardener, sex toy, lover
possession

on her knees
not wanting to disturb his sleep
she waited for the sun to rise
before knocking

how will he respond?
anger, rejection?

heart pounding
footsteps
approaching the door

he opened the door
looked down at her
cold and shivering on his doorstep

“It’s about time,
get inside”

she crawled across the threshold
into her new life.


© 2018 Raibeart Bruis
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