In the stillness of the night my thoughts wander to you. The candles flicker in the darkness that surrounds me and cast shadows upon the walls and I can see the outline of your nude body against the wall. Your arms behind your back with your wrist bound firmly together. The sight of your hair falling upon your shoulders as your knees hit the ground before me. Your eyes looking up at me, silently pleading for me to take you. With the flogger in hand, I step closer to you. Your eyes locked on mine. Your heart flutters for a moment as you glance over to the black, leather flogger in my hand. I reach over to you and gently press the palm of my hand to your cheek, so that you may feel the warmth of my touch. My hand runs up your cheek and to the top of your head. Resting for a moment upon your head, you look up once more to me and whisper to me, "I am yours...". I bend my head down to you and flash a brief smile, knowing what you want of me. My hand presses firmly upon your head and you bend to my will. You lean forward and turn your head to the side as your cheek lays upon the floor at my feet. Your backside up in the air, I walk around behind you and you slowly close your eyes as the sound of the flogger cuts the air.....