[Levity's breath catches when she fastens the collar around his neck - there's a special kind of warmth and excitement in that kind of statement of ownership. He lets Lily tug on it - after all, being led is at least half the fun of it, - and his breath catches when she shoves him onto the desk and her cock presses against him. It's hot, and even just by the tip of it he can tell it's going to be oh so much larger than any other. A part of him is almost frightened, just a little, of just how much it's going to break him... but by the same token it's so sweetly intoxicating, made all the more overpowering by the fact that it's Lily. As good as the others have felt, it's her he wants most of all.]

Mistress...

[Even in the whisper his excitement and anticipation shine through, and he can't help rocking his hips against her, so obviously eager for Lily to fill him.]