“Against the wall my dear. That’s it, Just like I showed you” I hear him say softl
“Against the wall my dear. That’s it, Just like I showed you” I hear him say softly into my ear. I drip with anticipation. Not knowing what’s coming it could be the sharp at bite of the whip, the hard thud of a paddle, the soft tickle of a feather. The mystery entices me. -- source link