Heart

Correspondence

Added 2021-08-03 15:25:30 +0000 UTC

Anna had a request.

“Can you take off my dress?”

She’s been seeing someone new, someone toppy and sadistic, she’s been having so much fun. I knew she was bringing a note, a request written for me.

She was kneeling on the floor while O, Beth and I sat on the couch looking down at her. “I’d love to,” I replied, while lifting her little blue dress up and revealing the note, written across her chest in permanent marker. How fun.

Anna wanted some more marks to add to her weekend collection, her thighs and cheeks were covered in U-shaped welts from a paddle the night before. We flogged her and I left a distinct heart shaped welt on each of her hips. She was so good, holding still for me, curled up on the cold floor to cool off the heat from all of the red marks.

“Do I get to write back?” I wondered out loud. O found me a sharpie. I took my time considering my response while she lay prone and we passed around a joint.

I was wondering how I should sign off, and Anna buried her face in the pillow and squeaked “Tell him how lucky he is!”

I beamed, thanked her for her excellent idea, and sent her back to him with a good reminder.