madam finally took control back of poodles.

i did not even realize how tightly wound i had been until she told me. all the correcting, watching, fixing mistakes, trying to keep him from embarrassing himself or the house. it had been building up in me without me noticing.

when madam said she was taking him over, i just stared at her for a second. then i thanked her. genuinely. like deep in my chest thankful. she gave me that look that means she already knew exactly how much i needed to hear it.

i stepped outside right after. buck fucking naked. no thinking. no planning. just out the door.

the sun was shining straight down on me. warm on my skin. bright. open. in that moment i swear i had never felt better. all the tension drained out of me. i stood there breathing, feeling free in a way i had not felt in a long time.

poodles was no longer my responsibility. madam had him now. exactly where he belongs.

sometimes service means carrying the weight. sometimes service means knowing when to hand it back to the woman who owns the house, the rules, and the boys inside it.

in that moment, naked in the sun, i felt light again. like myself. like duckie.

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