Candles
Soft strains of Beethoven waft through her room, lit by flickering candles it takes on a peaceful atmosphere. Defying the rampaging emotions that tear at her soul. She loves it when He gives her a task to accomplish, setting to each one with devoted vigour. This one appealed to her masochist needs. Eyeing the candle with lust. Keeping to His set rules would be hard, already her body was tingling from the release He had just allowed her. "Is that one?? damn hope not" she questions the empty...