She's become a creature of habit, my little pet, always ready and waiting, flat on her back, legs splayed, pussy throbbing in anticipation. I love finding her like this, so desperate, so needy. Today, I decide to draw it out, to make her beg. I run my hands over her, tweaking her nipples, tracing her lips, her thighs, anywhere but where she needs me most. She whimpers, she writhes, she pleads, but I take my time, savoring every moment of her delicious torture.