The Golden Road
Chapter 1 — Dark as Wine In your presence, my posture changes. My shoulders are slightly rounded. I let my long black hair cover my face. My eyes tend downwards. It’s not deliberate. It’s the effect your presence has on me. This is not a game. You do not call me ‘slut, bitch, whore’. I do not call you ‘master, owner’. I don’t pretend to understand a relationship where those words mean anything. But I submit to you entirely, knowing that in doing so, I am letting you become a part of my...