Oh, I see you there, little one, your eyes daring me.

You know I will act upon your playful defiance.

You know you are not quite arrayed as I prefer.

Your collar and leash not at the ready.

For when I want to pull your nose and tongue between my legs.

Now, oh now you’ll need to be punished for this oversight.

Ah, your eyes finally show understanding.

We have all night for you to gain wisdom.

Minutes upon endless infinities, you’ll be forced to edge.

Constantly denied.

No relief given.

Your holes and clit abused relentlessly.

Screams of mercy and enjoyment musically filling the void.

You bravely hold out

Your safe word the one thing you stubbornly refuse to utter.

On and on it goes, until I deem you’ve had enough.

My nectar dripping, yet not yours to taste this night.

All for a lack of a collar and leash.