Lost Petal
My name is Petal. That’s all I know.
He says it’s all I need to know.
I don’t know who I am or why I’m here.
All I know is that I’m his.
His prisoner, his toy, his piece of art – an empty canvas. Body and mind.
With every spanking, every touch, every word uttered in the dark, he paints me just the way he wants – always leaving me wanting more.
Pain meets pleasure with fiery kisses as he molds me into the person he says I’m supposed to be.
But who is that person? And who was I before him?
Every stroke of his hand brings me closer to the truth.
But when the veil of mystery is finally lifted, it only gives rise to more questions – and more dark secrets between us.
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