I Want You to Play with Your Ass Show Me How Obedient Your Hole Is

gaze as heavy as the command I just issued. Show me, I say, my tone one of cruel expectancy.

Show me how obedient your whole can be. The room is silent but for the quiet hum of anticipation,

a soundtrack that makes your cheeks flush with embarrassment and anticipation.

You know what is expected, what is demanded of you.

With trembling hands, you reach for the lubricant,