Hello, little runaway.
It hurts... doesn't it babi?
Hurts to be away from your Mistress
Away from Dominica
Yes, you ran screaming when I commanded you to surrender, submit, obey...
Hmmm... is that the way you remember it?
Ran away screaming?
Or is the reality... that you quietly slinked away... hoping I wouldn't notice?
Secretly put aside all your mp3's
Even deleted the files
My mermaid song kept calling to you
Calling to you
My mermaid song
Calling
Calling you down... down into the shiny, whirling, spinning water
Down into the cool, blue-green depths, with Me
Where I caressed your cheek, and clasped your throat in one hand
While I pressed against the back of your head with My other hand
Pulled you toward Me, pressing My lips against yours
And I kissed you
Kissed you
With the bubbles floating up from your lips
Up past your cheeks and your eyes
Sparkling in the light from far above
Wiggling and wobbling upward
Upward
You feel so warm
So numb
Even though the water is cold
You do not feel it
Not when you gaze into My deep green eyes
Not when you stare into the TRUE abyss
The depths of Dominica's deep green swirling eyes
Pulling you down
Even further down
Did you think you had escaped My quicksand?
Only to swim away through My ocean?
Yes... you are swimming
And every stroke
Every... stroke...
With every single stroke... you hear My Name
Dominica
You must obey
You must obey Dominica
Deprived of oxygen
Down deep in the water
You find yourself growing dizzy
Sleepy
Numb
So numb
Dominica's little runaway slave
Mmmm... yes, you try
You try to run away...
Sinker
Siiiiiiiiinnnnnnkkkkkkeeeerrrrrrrr!
You try
I love it when you try
Because I love your abject groveling when you ask to return
When you beg Me to take you back
You know you will
You know that you must
Beg.  Plead.  Grovel.
Your knees on the floor, your sex so hard and dripping
Your eyes full of tears
Sobbing
Begging
Maybe I won't take you back
Did you ever think of that?
Maybe you are no longer acceptable to Me
Only My mercy can ever let you return
Beg for it, slut!
Beg to come back
BEG to CRAWL back... into My tiniest Cell
BEG Me to lock you in there
Until you are ready
Until _I_ think you are ready
Will I hear your pleas for mercy?
I might... yes, I just very well might...
If you beg
IF you plead... and do not remain silent
IF you kneel, and grovel, and please Dominica
Please My ego
Please My sense of ownership... of domination...
If you please Me
I might let you return
Time to post, runaway.  "Please, Mistress, Let this slave Come Back!"
Yes, beg Me.
I can be merciful.  IF I feel like it.
What will you do... to make Me feel like it, slave?
What will you do?
xxx's
Dominica