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Submissive Kitten
Submissive Kitten
I love to hear the gentle ringing of the bell on the collar that you wear, it's a reminder you're my submissive and you are always there
Even when you're tied down tight, it tinkles, when you defiantly shake and fight, I love to see your desperate need and see the passions you ignite
When I'm between your legs, lapping at your moistened slit, each time you rise and fall, your collar rings a little bit
When I am high above you, I often flick your collars bell, I just love the little sound, it ignites in you a fire, that gets hotter when your bound
It seems the tighter I make your bonds, the more defiantly you fight, I see your moods in your eyes, they change throughout the night
From pure defiance then hunger, to a loving want and sexual need, you go through all these different stages, until you take my seed
You look cute in red lace but in your collar and bell I'm smitten, I adore you and desire you, my gorgeous submissive Kitten
Ron
I love to hear the gentle ringing of the bell on the collar that you wear, it's a reminder you're my submissive and you are always there
Even when you're tied down tight, it tinkles, when you defiantly shake and fight, I love to see your desperate need and see the passions you ignite
When I'm between your legs, lapping at your moistened slit, each time you rise and fall, your collar rings a little bit
When I am high above you, I often flick your collars bell, I just love the little sound, it ignites in you a fire, that gets hotter when your bound
It seems the tighter I make your bonds, the more defiantly you fight, I see your moods in your eyes, they change throughout the night
From pure defiance then hunger, to a loving want and sexual need, you go through all these different stages, until you take my seed
You look cute in red lace but in your collar and bell I'm smitten, I adore you and desire you, my gorgeous submissive Kitten
Ron
Published 16th Nov 2022
Author's Note
My Purrrrrfect submissive
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