[5 Min Read] A Domme watches over her D.I.D. submissive during a PTSD episode.
Danielle laid quietly on the sofa, her head resting heavily on the small pillow in the lap of her owner. Eyes closed, almost peacefully.
Outwardly they both appeared to be resting comfortably; a Domme and her pet spending quality time together. The calm emanating from the woman watching over her most precious of gifts resonated with a tender protectiveness. Yet, there was something more.
Anyone who knew them could feel the tension in the air, the sense of foreboding lingering around the pair. Normally Dani would have sensed the tension in her Mistress’ shoulders and jaw, in spite of her relaxed demeanor. Even breathing as slow and easy as the Mistress was, her pet usually would have been able to sense the trepidation and worry gripping her protector's heart. Somewhere in the back of her mind Dani knew that.
It was one of so many reasons she needed this woman.
The Mistress also knew th