Pt 2 "Will you submit, Abigail?" Rubbing my cheek against the top of his head I whispered "Yes, John. I will." Pulling back he looked at me, staring for what seemed like minutes. "You're sure?" His voice was husky. "No," I smile a little, "but I want to be. Show me? Show me what it means to submit to you?" He leaned back on his heals, rested his flannel pants clad bottom on his
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