1 12min A Short Story I kneeled on a soft chair my bare feet extended deliberately into the glow commanding attention You knelt before me trembling his gaze fixed on my feet as if bound by a spell Do you like what you see My voice was a soft cutting whisper Yes he breathed barely audible Louder I demanded my smile sharp His stammered reply pleased me but I only extended my foot to brush their chin briefly before pulling back Earn it I said reclining further If you amuse me I might let you closer His desperation lit the air and I savored it This was my game and I was in control