Saturday, March 19, 2011

Unexpected gift

She had left the light on for him. She didn’t know when or if he would be back but she left the light on for him anyway.

Days passed and she had no word. She didn’t know if he was unwell or if something had happened to him but in the back of her mind was the thought she could trust him. When he could, he would return to her.

She continued to do what she knew he would want her to do and that gave her strength. It provided the link to him and it comforted her as well. Even when he was gone, she was what he had made her and she understood what to do.

When she least expected it, he returned. There were a few words exchanged as to why he had needed to stay away and of course, she wanted to know if he was all right. He gave her an instruction to hush her. It was not sympathy he wanted of her but merely for her to return to her place of service to him.

She complied immediately. He barely acknowledged the compliance. This was not a time for sweet compliments. He wanted to know how she felt; what it did for her; how it changed her. He wanted to feed off her. He needed to consume her in fast, ravenous gulps. He asked question after question and eager to express herself in her place of service to him, she invited him into her mind and let him wallow there while he sucked at the bone of her veracious appetites.

She finally understood that it mattered not what time may pass, their needs would always be there: his to feed off her desire to satisfy him and hers to serve and thereby satisfy them both. No longer gliding above the surface they had sunk down into their places. From out of nowhere, this was a most precious gift.

3 comments:

  1. mouse: So kind!

    William: Thank you. I think of it as a vignette; even a single thought, really; perhaps a 'perception'.

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