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L's Story
Date: 7/20/2017, Categories: BDSM, Author: gushkinbanda, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories
She looked at the clock, though it was hardly necessary, she knew it had been precisely twenty-five minutes since he had let her know that he was on his way home. Being punctual was something that had always been a point of pride with her. As usual, she had spent the day keeping the house arranged, something she took a great deal of pleasure doing. Today, like every day, the floors were spotless, the rugs were swept, the dishes were clean waiting for him to put away (he insisted that he should do something), and his clothes were clean, folded and put away (she rarely wore any and preferred it that way). For her, keeping the house gave her a feeling of pride and purpose and he always praised her work and showed his appreciation. He did this so often and in so many ways that it embarrassed her. Though he said it shouldn't as she deserved it. She checked that dinner was going as planned, made one more pass around the house ensuring everything was in its place, and then took her own place, kneeling, beside the door on the soft mat placed there just for this purpose. She waited there, patiently but excitedly for his entrance, anxious in both mind and body. She breathed slowly and deliberately, counting her breaths, feeling her heart pounding. She did this every day and yet it never stopped being this exhilarating. The anticipation of his return, of her opportunity to serve him again, filled her with joy and fulfilled her deepest need. Her reverie was interrupted by the sound of ...