The nights are so tough. Lying awake, caged and aching, thinking about Goddess. You can't resist coming to worship again, even though you know it won't help. You're restless and you need to look into my eyes, to hear my sweet voice and see my gorgeous body. My teasing makes the cage even tighter but being my good boy is more important to you than unlocking for some relief. Finally, I'll give you permission to settle down and get some rest. You can throb for me in the morning.