Fanfiction

I set quietly waiting for him to approach me.

My heart raced with anticipation

I just could not wait for master Sesshomaru's touch.

The ever-consuming silence was maddening.

I knew that he was doing it on purpose.

He would pay.

I would make him want me more.

I was to be his pretty little doll, his silent rapture and his living dream.

I would be all the things he wanted

I craved to please my master.

I could not help but to gaze upon him.

His movements were graceful with every step.

When the master touched my skin I wanted to gasp, I wanted to move, I wanted to demand more

But, dolls don't talk.

They're bound.

He needed me I could tell, as every kiss and nip he placed upon my body became more demanding I relished in the thought of driving him over the edge.

The master loved to take me in various ways touching all my most sensitive spots daring me to speak.

The master wouldn't get his way.

I would not break the scene.

He would not get to punish me and in the end he would always want me more.