Daddy Dearest # 2
“Why are you so uncomfortable every time I walk on, this elevator is something we share, because we live in the same building. Stop it no more fighting me, surrender yourself to me, mind, body, soul, life and property.” I reign in his attention by staring deep in to his eyes he begins to freeze.
“Stare at me John be a good boi, yeah that is right good boi give in, and do only as I say as of tonight. The train cart rushing upward to our floor, the door opens up as we waltz out on to the floor, and your breathing reaches high altitudes.” I tell him as I exit the main lobby in a fit of laughter.
John is completely in a daze sluggish walk on to the floor, the door swings open shutting low behind him, and he lifts his shirt off his body.He drops everything sliding in to the bathroom he opens the window, he turns the knob up let the steam rise. John soaps himself up his body is bubbling up.
He can’t help himself thinking about me on the train, he shakes his head seeing me in his face again. Constantly my eyes controlling, contain him, and owning him in all ways possible. I am in his mind swinging him around now hooking and sinking. The water washes over him the heat is bad, he can’t help turning around over.
John steps out on to the floor the steam rising above us, the cellphone shakes the Chester table, and the cellphone vibrates the floor.The phone lites up bright blue glowing over him as he rushes over to the table annoyed he picks up the cellphone. He does not dare answer not knowing the cellphone number.
He can’t help himself his mind turns back to the cellphone, the same number sent a text as he looks at it. He holds the phone us opening the text message, the message pops up, and leaves him totally baffled. John freezes up in a split second without a thought, he is lost inside his own head running a marathon.
“Tick, Tock, Drip Drop, Time To Shut The Fuck Up.” John repeats the words over again as he shakes up. “I must obey Master Lawrence, my love is everything.” John repeats happily are shaking his head in total obedience, he opens the door zombified ready to serve me in every way.
“Please come to my apartment number 307 for me, and I shall serve you an give you all that I have my love.” He types away his text to me, I read it a few minutes later getting on the elevator, and I head up strolling in to his apartment. He drops to his knees taking my waist in his hands, and we kiss tenderly.
The end.
