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- It was just before midnight when I saw you
- Dark, dark, so very dark
- The light of the street lamp reflecting off of your golden hair
- And those eyes
- Those piercing, captivating green eyes of yours
- I knew I couldn't look away
- And that minute to midnight seemed to last an eternity
- As you walked closer and closer to me
- Your heels clicking like a metronome
- Your face was inches from mine
- And your perfume was flooding me
- When, finally, the Westminster Chimes started
- And I thought I could break free until you started singing along
- I didn't know there were lyrics
- And I still don't remember them
- All I remember is you counting down with the bells
- Twelve
- Eleven
- Ten
- Nine
- Eight
- Seven
- Six
- Five
- Four
- Three
- Two
- One
- And it all went dark
- So very, very dark
- The next thing I remember
- A strange, sweet scent of a foreign fruit
- The sound of a harp and the voice of your court musician
- The daylight, so harsh to my still-groggy eyes
- And the grass against my skin
- I was naked
- Save for a leash around my neck
- Which I could feel you starting to tug on
- A grin spreading across your face, wine spilling from your cup
- Your legs crossed, sitting on your wooden throne
- Roses and lilies the least among its adornments
- Some part of me still knew I was in trouble
- But it wasn't in my head, it wasn't in my heart
- And it definitely wasn't between my legs
- "Human," you called me
- I wanted to protest at that, wanted to say "I have a name!"
- But I realized that I could not remember it
- You tugged harder at my leash, beckoning me with one finger of the hand that held it
- And I crawled to your throne and sat on my knees at your feet
- And you ordered me to please you
- As you lifted up your dress, I could feel the smell of sex wash over me
- Stronger as you pulled me in closer with your legs
- Intoxicating
- What little resistance I had left melted away
- As I licked
- and licked
- The musician kept playing, business as usual
- And I could hear you still swallowing wine
- Letting out a sigh of satisfaction, then giggling with pleasure and hedonistic glee
- This was all you ever wanted, all at once
- And you still wanted more
- You ordered your cupbearer to bring you more wine
- Your musician to play louder
- And me to lick faster, tugging harder on my leash
- And we all obeyed
- Faster and faster, more and more
- Your body spasming with pleasure
- Wine from your cup spilling down my neck
- Wine from my cup spilling down my chin
- Your legs squeezing and pulling me tighter and tighter
- Hearing you moan louder and louder
- As you came
- As the harp fell silent, you began to relax
- You put down your cup and tugged on my leash again
- I climbed into your lap
- And you asked me if I knew why you were so happy
- And I shook my head
- You asked if I thought it was because you had such a talented musician, such sweet wine, and such a cute human
- And I nodded
- And you told me that I was wrong
- It was because you had the most talented musician, the sweetest wine, and the cutest little human you'd ever seen
- And as you stroked my hair, I fell asleep in your lap
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