The Sculptor - Part 2
Riann finds her creative spark and deepest desires through submission.
A hand on her shoulder pulled Riann from dreamless sleep. Mikal's silhouette loomed above her, dark against a greater dark. She blinked, disoriented, the previous night's events washing over her. Cougar scream. Naked walk to the studio. Kneeling before him. His arms carrying her back to bed. Without speaking, he placed a folded bundle of clothes beside her, his fingertips grazing her bare arm. The brief contact sent elect...