Sleep was elusive tonight. Thoughts of him and how he made her feel filled her mind.
She tossed…..her fingers snaking their way under her panties, her breath caught as she pinched her clit.
Her fingers roamed, dipping in her wetness….her groggy mind awoke and she turned.
HE was supposed to be here, she reached for her neck, HIS collar was supposed to be there.
She tossed back, her legs squirming. She tried to settle her palms, she concentrated on her breathing.
Unbidden thoughts of his cock in her ass worked their way into her mind. Her breathing grew heavy. She drowsed.
Suddenly she awoke, wet, horny and sad.
He was not there, he could not be there….she missed his relentless hands.
Her fingers wandered around her body, thinking of piercing the wet lips, the hard nipples, and wishing there was a cold steel collar around her neck.
It needed to be perfect he said, he was looking he said…..her neck remained bare, her ass was empty, her cunt was wet.