Her mood was clear from the sparkle in her eyes.
There was a sheer joy there that could not be contained.
The moistness now grew between her parted thighs.
It all began the moment she was tightly restrained.
It had not always been that way.
For the longest time, she tried to live out the beautiful lie.
It made it so hard for her to awake and face each new dawning day.
That was until she embraced her submissive heart and stopped trying to hide.
It was so liberating to finally accept what she had truly become.
She no longer had to pretend to be that girl that everyone wanted her to be.
She was finally so far away from where she had started from.
It was only when she was bound and powerless that she was ever truly free.
Her slave belly was filled with an all consuming fire.
She knew that something that felt so right could ever be wrong.
Now her submission filled her life with such happiness and desire.
She had finally figured out where she truly belonged.
