Everett Heiling

Category: From the Submissive

  • It isn’t really about the ears, is it?

    It isn’t really about the ears, is it? I am sitting on the floor of my apartment, as he leans back on the couch. His legs are draped over my shoulders, feet dangling in my face. I sniff deeply and smell the sweat on his socks, he wore them a few extra days just for…

  • Crawl to Me

  • Down

    ‘Down’, he said as he walked in. I got into position: on all fours, head bowed. He walked past me into my living room. ‘Stay.’ I could hear the shuffling of items as he settled in. ‘Come boy’, he called from other room. I crawled towards his voice and found myself kneeling on the bathroom…