She loved him dearly.
Each and every day she cooked and cleaned the house.
She catered to the children.
She worked a full-time job.
Her wardrobe was stylish.
Her taste was impeccable.
She was the envy of many women.
“Girl, you’re fierce!” she often heard as she walked down the halls.
She loved her life.
She was fiercely protective of it.
That’s why she insisted on pleasing her husband always.
She believed that in order for him to stay loyal she must be willing to adapt.
She loved him and he loved her.
She donned her black garter belt and zipped up her thigh high boots.
She smacked him with the whip across his ass.
He licked her boots.
She liked being in charge.
She bent over and said “Eat maggot”
This post is part of the Daily Post. The word today was fierce