Down on your hands and knees my pet. Down on your hands and knees chastised by your Mistress Summer. You long and crave to worship me, don't you? You will do anything just to get a pat on your head, a pat on your head like a little puppy dog. You crave my direction. You long for my scent as I enter your room. You see me and your heart begins to pound rapidly.
You hear my voice commanding you to come over next to my feet. The sound of my voice completely takes you over. You become lost in the sound of my voice.
You position yourself at my feet, and I remind you that you are truly my "pathetic" little pet. Your place is right here, right at my feet. If you are an obedient slave... I won't stomp you with my boots... How does your tiny little pathetic dick feel today? |