Submissive

Comforted… 

I am sick, and not in the way you’d expect. I’m so cold, my master is not here. I miss him so very much. 

I do have his top though, a top that I put on after a hot bath, he wore it the other day, it smells of him. I put it on and feel comforted. I have him close, I am with his other things. It’s where I belong. 

Wrapped up in his scent I will rest. I will dream of daddy.

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