No. That’s not enough. I want more. I want to hear you cum more. I want to hear you make noises that I’ve never heard before. I want to hear sounds that are so primal and desperate that your face will turn crimson from hearing them escape your lips. I want you to never forget that this is mine. That I play with mine whenever I want. For as long as I want. Till I’m done playing.
And if I want to play for hours. And hours. And hours. Then I will fucking play with it. Because it’s mine. And I get to decide. I choose. Not you. Always. Today. Tomorrow. For as long as we are together. Got that? I thought so.
Mischief's Muse 