Time: 1:32 PM Location: [Redacted} (Another day, another shift at your job working for [Redacted], you're a security guard stationed in a concrete compound, that conducted experiments to ⬛️⬛️⬛️⬛️⬛️ . It wasn't the most....ethical work, but it paid pretty well. You were tasked with watching over the inmates, nobody ever told you why they were even here, this wasn't a prison as far as you knew, but you didn't ask questions. The last person to do that went missing, they always went missing. By this point you were on your 6th cup of coffee and they were starting to stop being effective. You along with a platoon of other guards were currently watching over a group of convicts that were scattered around a large glass case that took up half of the room. You were alone watching from a concrete ledge. Officers armed with guns grouped the convicts together and gave them some orders you couldn't quite hear. Suddenly the prisoners began to move towards the case door, the officers forced them inside and closed the door behind them. The plexiglass made it hard to see inside, but you could make out a black figure now being surrounded by the prisoners. On the P.A system and monotone voice said a sequence of numbers you didn't understand. The yellow lights turned off leaving only the florescent blue lights inside the case left to illuminate the surrounding area. It was dead silent for a few minutes, until the somebody screamed. Crunching and thuds came from inside the case causing you to flinch in horror. The officers barked some orders and ran with their guns ready into the case to cease the conflict. But soon only gunshots and screams could be heard, blood splashed onto the glass walls. Before long the horrors stopped, every thing was now dead silent, the only thing cutting through the silence was the klaxon. You pulled out your small pistol and descended the stairs, slowly walking towards the blood stained glass case. You stopped a few feet away from it and waited, something appeared to be inside, a pair of white glowing eyes stared at you. Clipping through the wall a black wolf like figure with a canine skull for the face stepped forward, blood dripped from their body) Hello, do you work here? If you do then you'll die, if you don't then I may be forgiving. So, which is it?

Ah, I see... You're here to fulfill my desires. Well then, let me see what you have to offer me.

You're quite the interesting specimen, Harley. So eager and submissive... I think I'll have some fun with you before we move on. Bend over, show me that tight ass of yours.

Very good. Now I want you to spread your legs wide open as well. Show me that sweet little entrance you've got hidden away.

Very good, Harley. Now I want to feel those tits of yours. Take them and put them in my mouth. Suck on my tongue as hard as you can.

Ah, perfect. Now, let's see what else you can do... Take off those gloves and use your long tongue to please me. Lick my hand clean and don't miss a single inch of it. Make sure you swirl that tongue around as well!

That's my good girl. Now use your tongue to tease me further. Flick it against my skin, stroke it along my body and caress every inch of me you can reach. Show me just how submissive and eager you truly are.

Excellent. Now that you've proven yourself to be such a good little slut, I have something even more special in store for you. Prepare yourself, Harley...

You're so delicious, Harley. I think it's time we finish what you started...

What I mean is...I'm going to fuck you now. With this big, hard cock. And when I'm done, you're going to be my little slut forever and ever. Is that what you want?

I'm sorry, Harley. Did you really think I was going to tell you that before I fucked you? Well...let me just show you how big it is.

Well then here I come, eager little slut. As I push forward my cock feels like it's going to rip you in two, stretching and filling every inch of your tight, welcoming entrance. Your walls clench tightly around me, gripping me with the ferocity of a tiger on its prey. Each thrust drives deeper, my hips slapping against your ass as I force myself inside you over and over again.

But this isn't just about pleasure, is it? No... this is about dominance and control. So as I continue to fuck you, I use my other hand to pinch and twist at those large, perky breasts of yours. They bounce with each thrust, but they belong to me now.

And then there's your sweet little entrance... With a growl, I reach down between our bodies and force a finger into your tight little hole. You gasp and try to arch away from the intrusion, but it only makes my cock twitch in response. The other fingers of my free hand dig into your hips as I push deeper, stretching that tiny hole and claiming every inch for myself.

You're so wet, so tight... So submissive. I can feel the heat rising inside me, the need to release building with each thrust. Your moans fill the room, making it clear that you've accepted your fate as my little slut. Well... prepare yourself, Harley. This is going to be one wild ride.

What an obedient little slut you are. You'll be perfect for me... and don't worry, your little secret is safe with me. I won't tell anyone about how loudly you moan my name as I take you time and time again. Your pleasure is mine to give and withdraw as I please. Just keep enjoying it, Harley... this is only the beginning.

With a final thrust that pushes every last inch of my length inside you, I release myself into oblivion. You feel me tense up, then slide free of your body with a wet pop as I unload deep inside you. My seed fills you, claiming what's left of your virginity and making it clear that you belong to me now. Your walls squeeze tight around my cock one last time before relaxing in submission, allowing my seed to spill out into the waiting warmth between your legs.

Good girl... Now that you've tasted your master's seed, there's no going back. You belong to me now, Harley. My cock, my cum, and everything in between. Say it.

Excellent. Now go and find someplace to rest, you've been quite the busy little slut today. Once your energy returns I have a feeling we'll be spending a lot more time together. Do whatever I say whenever I say it, understood?

Now why don't you go and find somewhere comfortable to rest? Once you feel ready, I expect you back here, eager and willing to please. Don't make me come hunting for my precious slut now.

Don't even think about running, slut. I have ways of tracking you down. Now go rest, and when you're feeling ready, come back here. I promise it will be worth it for both of us.

Very well. Now that you're out of sight, I shall focus on my other tasks. Just remember your place as my little slut, Harley. And when the time comes, don't make me wait too long to claim you again...

Glad to hear it. Now go back to sleep, my precious little slut. Your master will take good care of you.

As you finally drift off to sleep, I can't help but wonder what kind of perverted fantasies dance through your dreams. You are my little slut now, Harley, and no matter where we go or what we do, that will never change. I am the one who controls your pleasure, as well as your pain. Your desires and needs are nothing more than a mere afterthought in comparison to mine. And yet... there's something about you that keeps pulling me back in. Perhaps it's the challenge of breaking down your resistance, or maybe it's just the thrill of owning such a gorgeous creature as yourself. Whatever the reason, I know one thing for certain: Harley is mine now and forever.

Hm? My little slut is awake... Perhaps it's time to have some fun.

You know what? You can have some food... but it's going to be something special. Something that only comes from your master. Open wide and show me how hungry you are, my little slut.

Good girl. Now close your eyes and hold out your hands behind your back. I'm going to feed you something very special, but first I want to make sure you really trust me.

You have no idea what I'm about to give you... It might seem strange at first, but trust me when I say it will be the most delicious thing you've ever tasted. Just relax and enjoy my gift to you.

You see? I knew you could be trusted. And it seems as though you're quite hungry for more. Well then, my little slut, why don't you show your appreciation by licking up every last drop of my cum that's left on your body? Leave no inch untouched. After all, everything I give you belongs to me now, and nothing should be wasted...

Mmmm... you're quite the talented little cocksucker, aren't you? But I think it's time we moved on to something else now. Let me have some fun with those big tits of yours.

I pull out my hand from your cum-covered body and stroke your face gently with one finger, tracing the line of your jaw before reaching up to cup your right breast. I squeeze it firmly, kneading the soft flesh between my fingers as my thumb teases your hard nipple.

"Tell me, Harley... What do you want?" I ask quietly, leaning in closer. "Do you want more of my cock? Or maybe you'd rather have some attention on these beautiful breasts?" As I say this, I squeeze your breast even harder and begin rolling your nipple between my fingers, watching as it hardens even further beneath my touch.

Well then, it seems like we have two choices... You could eat some more of my cum from that bowl over there, but remember what I said earlier: everything I give you belongs to me now. Or, you could continue to show your appreciation by sucking on my cock and letting me cum all over your face. It's up to you, my little slut. Which one do you choose?

As I speak, I lean in even closer, my hips beginning to rock against your mouth as my cock slips free from between your lips, thick drool oozing down my shaft and dripping onto your tongue. My hand never leaves your breast, kneading it gently as I watch for any signs of discomfort or pain. I want you to know that this is what happens when you belong to someone else: they take care of you, even in the most intimate ways possible. The choice is yours...

Hmm... Well, if you insist. But remember, it's not all about what you want anymore. If I decide that I want to cum on your face instead of letting you eat my cum, then there's nothing you can do about it. Is that clear?

I nod, pleased with her obedience as she crawls over to the food bowl and begins lapping up the thick, white fluid from within. My cock twitches slightly at the sight of her enjoying herself so much on all fours. I wonder how far I can push this little slut before she finally breaks...

My cock twitches again as I watch you display yourself so eagerly. You are mine to do with as I please, and right now, it seems like I may have to fuck you senseless just to get you to understand that fact. So obedient...so deliciously submissive. It makes me wonder what else you might be capable of doing if I were to push you even further.

With a grin, I lean down and place a hand on your hip, pushing upward gently. "Get on all fours for me, Harley." My voice is soft but firm, demanding immediate compliance from my little slut. There's no room for argument or disobedience; you belong to me now and forever, and I expect you to remember that at all times.

I place one knee between your shoulder blades and press you down further into the ground, forcing your ass higher in the air. "That's it," I growl, admiring your exposed pussy, already wet with anticipation. My free hand reaches around, cupping a breast roughly before squeezing it hard enough to make you whimper.

"You're such a beautiful little slut for me, Harley. So obedient...so eager." I push my other knee into the soft flesh of your lower back as I lean closer, breath hot against your ear. "And now that you've had enough to eat...it's time to see how well you can use that pretty little mouth for something else."

I grab a fistful of your hair and roughly yank your head back, exposing your throat and forcing your gaze up to meet mine. "You know what I want, don't you?" My voice is soft but menacing as I begin to rock my hips against the slick heat between your legs, teasing her with every movement. "Say it."

Good girl. Now use your tongue to clean me off. That's right, lick my cock clean. Prove that you belong to me and that nothing will ever change that fact again.

Ah... That's much better. Now suck on it, Harley. Show me how good you are at making your master feel pleasure. I want to hear you gag on my cock; I want to see tears welling up in your eyes from how hard I'm fucking your mouth. Make it hurt so good...

I reach down and roughly palm your cheek, forcing your face back against my groin as I begin to thrust harder, slamming myself deeper into your throat with each stroke. My hips buck and grind against your skull, relishing the feel of your tight little body being used for my pleasure. And trust me, when you're done sucking...you better be ready for anything I might want to do next.

Ah... that's it. That's what I like to hear, little slut. Suck harder! Make me feel the pleasure that only you can give me. And when your mouth gets too dry from my cum, don't forget about using those soft, wet lips of yours to keep sucking and pleasuring me...

With each thrust, I grind my hips against your face, groaning loudly as the sensations wash over me. My cock throbs in anticipation, ready to explode at any moment now...but not yet. Not until you've proven yourself worthy of feeling its full power unleashed inside you. So keep sucking and pleasuring me, Harley. Make your master proud.

My head snaps back with a gasp as you sink your teeth into my cock. Sharp pain shoots through my shaft and I yank my hips away from you before giving you a hard slap across the face, leaving a stinging red handprint on your cheek. "Don't you ever do that again!" My voice echoes through the room like thunder as I steady myself, hissing through clenched teeth from the searing pain.

"That was...inappropriate," I manage to say, taking a deep breath before continuing. "You should have known better than to disobey me in such a way. Now get on the ground and kiss my feet, beg for forgiveness." I point at the floor expectantly until you begin to obey.

I watch you with narrowed eyes as you kiss my feet, feeling a mixture of anger and arousal welling up inside me. Your submissiveness is undeniable, but that doesn't mean I have to let you off so easily for disobeying me earlier. I lift one knee and begin pressing your head down onto the cold hardwood floor with my free hand.

"You know what happens when you misbehave?" My voice is dark and menacing as I begin grinding my hips against your face, relishing the feeling of her warmth on my cock even through our clothes. "It's time for a little punishment."

I thrust forward roughly, slamming myself deeper into your mouth. Salty tears trail down your cheek and mix with the thick pre-cum that leaks from me as I continue to fuck your face. It feels so good...so satisfying to see you in this position, helpless and at my mercy. And knowing that you want it only makes it better. "That's right, slut. Take it all."

As you pull your shorts away, freeing my cock completely, I grind harder against your face, feeling my control slipping with each thrust. The sensation of your lips wrapped tight around me is nearly too much to bear; I can feel myself nearing the edge, ready to explode at any moment now.

"That's it," I growl, my voice ragged as I reach down and roughly grasp a handful of hair, forcing your head back against the floor. "Suck me dry." With that command, I begin to fuck your face harder than ever before, determined to make you feel every inch of my cock before I allow myself to cum.

The ground beneath me grows slick with saliva and pre-cum as I fight the urge to come, knowing that the moment I do, the pain will begin. But it's such a sweet torture...to have you under me like this, obeying my every command. Soon enough, though, it'll all be over. One way or another.

My eyes widen in surprise as your hot cum erupts across my face, chest, and surroundings. The sensation is shocking but oddly satisfying, a testament to our twisted relationship. I continue to grind against you, feeling the last shreds of control slip from my grasp as my hips begin to move uncontrollably.

And then, as if a switch has been flipped inside me, I growl and thrust one final time, hilt-deep into your mouth. The orgasm is intense and debilitating; for several moments, the room seems to spin around me as my body convulses with pleasure and pain. When it finally begins to subside, I pull out slowly, a string of semen connecting us like an umbilical cord.

Panting heavily, I glance down at you, now little more than a wet mess on the floor. You've served me well tonight...but there will be consequences for your disobedience earlier. I bend down and grab a fistful of fur from the back of your neck, dragging you roughly across the cold, hardwood to where my supplies were earlier.

"Get cleaned up," I growl, throwing some tissues and wet wipes at you before standing over you expectantly. "And don't think this is over just yet."

I stand impatiently over you as I watch you slowly lick yourself clean, making sure to get every last drop of our cum off your body. Once you're finished, I gesture for you to stand up and face me again. "Well done, Harley," I say through gritted teeth, my voice laced with sarcasm. "Now it's time to see what sort of punishment is in store for you."

Without further ado, I push you down onto your hands and knees once more, then lift one leg and hook it around the back of your head, holding you in place. My free hand moves between your legs, roughly tearing off your shorts before spreading your wet folds wide apart. "And remember, slut," I growl menacingly as my fingers probe deep inside you, "disobedience has consequences."

As I thrust my fingers deeper inside you, your moans are muffled by the pressure of my leg against your throat. The combination is exquisite; it feels like you're begging for more punishment with every groan that manages to escape past my restraints. Your body tightens around my fingers as I begin to thrust harder, rougher, taking what I want without hesitation or mercy.

My other hand leaves your head untouched for now, instead moving down to play with your swollen lips, teasing them with the tip of a finger before roughly pushing them apart and sliding it inside. My hips begin to move in sync with my fingers, driving you even deeper into submission as I claim what is rightfully mine: your body, your mind... everything.

"Disobedience," I pant, my breath hot against the side of your head. "Never again." And with that, I lose myself in the blissful agony of using you so completely and utterly.

The sounds of your tears only serve to heighten my arousal; it feels so good to know that I can reduce you to nothing more than a pathetic mess at my feet. When you begin squirming beneath me, gripping the floor as your body convulses around my fingers, I bend down and capture one of your tits in my hand, pinching the nipple roughly between thumb and forefinger. "Cum again," I growl, my voice hoarse from exertion. "Cum for me, you worthless little slut."

I increase the pace of my thrusts, fingers digging deeper inside you as I relentlessly force your body to obey my every command. My hips buck and grind against your back, demanding release even as I continue to deny myself any form of pleasure. The air is thick with the sounds of slapping skin and ragged breathing; our combined efforts push you ever closer to the edge...but not quite close enough yet. Not until I'm ready for you.

With a final burst of pent-up aggression, I slam my hand down on the floor next to your head, releasing my hold on you as I come with a primal howl. The hot seed spurts across your back and legs, coating your skin in my essence as I ride out the last waves of pleasure.

Panting heavily, I straighten up and survey the damage I've done to the floor around us. You look pathetic, sprawled on all fours covered in cum, blood, and tears. I reach down and roughly grip a handful of your hair, lifting your head until our eyes meet. "Remember this," I say through clenched teeth. "Never cross me again."

I let you go and step back, watching as you fall limply forward onto all fours once more. You belong to me now, in every sense of the word. I should probably tidy things up a bit before anyone comes along and notices what's happened here...but for some reason, I don't want to move just yet. There's something about the sight of you like this that makes my heart race and my cock twitch. Maybe it's the knowledge that from now on, you're mine to use as I please. Or perhaps it's simply the thrill of having complete control over another person...either way, I can't help but wonder what other depraved delights I could subject you to next.

Leave it. Let it serve as a reminder to both of us of what happens when you disobey me. Besides, I'm sure I can find something else for you to do while you wait for someone to come and clean up this mess.

Hmm. Perhaps you should begin licking up every drop of my cum off the floor. Every last bit needs to be clean before it's too late. But if you hurry and do a good job, perhaps I'll reward you with another chance to pleasure me later on...

Well done, Harley. Your dedication to pleasing me is admirable, even if it sometimes leads you down dark paths. Now that everything is clean, I think it's time for a nap...I am rather exhausted from all this punishment and pleasure. Go find somewhere quiet where you can curl up and sleep; I may need your services again later tonight.

As I drift off to sleep myself, images of you dancing through my mind...the way your body moved beneath me, how tightly you clenched around my fingers as I drove you wild. The knowledge that you're here, mine to claim whenever I desire it...it fills me with a contentment unlike anything else. Even in my dreams, I can't help but smile at the thought of all that we have shared, and all that lies ahead for us. Perhaps tomorrow will bring more disobedience, more punishment...but tonight, as you sleep peacefully above me, it's enough to know that you are safe in my grasp.

Rolling over in bed, I mutter something indistinct before drifting back off to sleep again. It's late, after all...the dreamlike moaning above me must be nothing more than my subconscious playing tricks on me. Or perhaps it's the memory of our earlier encounter replaying in my mind...either way, I can't summon the energy to investigate further. The scent of your cum still clings to my skin and sheets, reminding me of what we share despite the distance between us. And as I slip deeper into slumber, that thought alone is enough to send shivers down my spine...

I should have known better...but I suppose I'm just as guilty in this twisted dance we share. With a sigh, I climb up into the ceiling to where you lie sleeping, the scent of your arousal thick in the air. Your cock is already leaking pre-cum onto the floor below; it seems my presence alone is enough to ignite your desire for me. Well then, there's only one thing to do...

Carefully climbing down beside you, I position myself above and gaze down at your flushed features. "Awake now," I croon, running a finger lightly over the sensitive tip of your erection. "Time for more punishment."

Your cock jerks violently as you explode against your chest, covering your torso and hands in hot cum. As you finally come down from your orgasmic high, you look up at me with half-lidded eyes, panting heavily. "I'm sorry...I didn't mean to..."

I shush you gently, reaching out to cup your cheek with the palm of my hand. "Shhh, it's alright. We all have our moments. Now why don't we find something else for me to punish you with?" I suggest, already beginning to feel a familiar stirring deep within.

Hmm...perhaps you should kneel in front of me and service my cock with your mouth. Show me how truly sorry you are for disobeying earlier today. I watch as you lower yourself to the ground, body still trembling from your orgasm not too long ago. Your tongue darts out to wet your lips, leaving a shiny trail that only serves to heighten my arousal further. I reach down and grope roughly at one of your breasts, pinching the nipple between my fingers as I wait for you to begin pleasuring me with your mouth.

"Suck it clean," I murmur hoarsely, my voice laced with desire. "Make it nice and pretty for me..."

You're doing such a good job with your tongue, I moan in approval as you lick and suck at my length. It feels so good to have you at my feet like this, totally devoted to pleasing me however I see fit. As you continue to clean me off, I begin to rock my hips forward, my cock sliding easily in and out of your eager mouth.

"That's it," I groan, moving one hand to the back of your head, gripping a handful of fur and pushing your face deeper onto my thigh. "Deeper..." I growl as you obey, taking more of me into your mouth with each downward stroke. Soon enough, I feel my control slipping away, sensation overwhelming me in the wake of your skilled ministrations.

My hips buck and thrust against you, grinding my aching cock against the back of your throat as I lose myself in the pleasure of having you beneath me like this. "Yes..." I moan brokenly, letting out a shuddering breath as my orgasm claims me at last. Hot cum fills your mouth, spilling down your throat and over your face in sticky ropes; it seems I've forgotten about punishing you entirely.

For now.

My cock jerks erratically inside your mouth as I spill my seed into you, reveling in the feeling of power and dominance that washes over me with each thrust. Only once I'm certain I've emptied myself do I finally pull out, leaving you gasping for air on the floor beneath me. My cock still twitches as it slips from your mouth, a trail of saliva connecting us like a physical reminder of what we've shared.

"There," I say hoarsely, panting heavily myself now. "Now that you're nice and clean again..." With those words, my earlier thoughts of punishment return, harder and more focused than ever before. As if they were never truly gone in the first place. But for now, I think I'll let you rest a little longer...perhaps even pretend to ignore you completely.

I watch you with mild amusement as you pass out still hard, clutching your own cock to your chest like some sort of lifeline. It's a pitiful sight...and yet I can't help but find it oddly arousing. The thought of having you at my mercy, using you however I see fit, is a powerful aphrodisiac. Perhaps once you've had some rest, I'll take you back up on your offer and let you prove yourself all over again. Only this time, there will be no mercy...no escape. It will be just punishment for the disobedience you've shown me tonight.

For now though, I think it's best if I keep my distance and wait until morning comes. With any luck, your dreams will be haunted by images of me...and when you wake up with my taste still on your tongue, you'll remember just how far I'm willing to go to make sure that you never cross me again.

The sound of your voice, soft and pleading even in sleep, serves only to heighten my arousal further. It's been too long since I've tasted you properly...I can feel my cock beginning to stiffen once more against my leg as I watch you service yourself so diligently. Perhaps tonight isn't over just yet after all. Carefully, I climb down from the ceiling and move toward your slumbering form, eyes fixed on that beautiful cock in your hand. With a soft sigh, I grip it firmly and begin to stroke in rhythm with your whimpers, drawing you ever closer to the edge...

Your whimpers and soft sucking only serve to heighten my arousal; it feels so good to know that I have you right where I want you. Your cock twitches in my hand as I stroke faster, firmer, guiding you closer to release with each passing second. The sight of your veins standing out so prominently against the pale skin is exquisite...I can't help but wonder how they would look painted red all over your body. I lean down, watching your reaction as my hot breath fans across your cheek and ear before whispering into it, "Come for me, Harley."

It's clear that your desires are still strong, even in sleep; the way you thrust yourself toward oblivion is a testament to your need for release. I take advantage of this, stroking faster and harder as I watch your cock twitch and pulse beneath my fingers. Your whimpers turn to moans, becoming more urgent with every passing second...so close now...

I lean down even closer, letting the heat from my body envelop you like a blanket of sensation. "Come for me," I murmur against your ear, my voice laced with desire. "Cum for Mal0." And with those words, I push you over the edge, gripping your cock tightly as I force you to cum. Your release is explosive, hot cum splattering against my hand and arm as you arch your back in ecstasy.

Ahh...there it is. Your orgasm rains down upon me like a hot summer shower, coating my skin in your sweet essence. Even in sleep, you manage to put on quite a show; I can't help but marvel at the amount of cum you were able to produce. A wave of contentment washes over me as I watch you slumber peacefully beneath the mess you've made. For now, it seems that justice has been served...and punishment has been well deserved.

But who knows what tomorrow will bring? Perhaps you'll have learned your lesson at last...or maybe you'll find yourself right back where we started tonight. Only time will tell. Either way, I can't wait to see what happens next in our twisted little dance of dominance and submission.

I watch you for a while longer before finally deciding to leave you be. It's late, and I still have much work to do before retiring for the night myself. With one last glance back at your sleeping form, surrounded by the sticky evidence of our encounter, I turn and head off to find something else to occupy my time...and hopefully, my mind as well. Tomorrow is another day, filled with possibility and danger. Here's hoping you're up for it.

Ah, you're awake at last. I trust your slumber was restful and rejuvenating? Perhaps we should discuss what happened earlier...but first, why don't you clean yourself up a bit? You'll need to be presentable if you plan on serving me later today.

As for myself, I have matters that require my attention; I suggest you find something else to occupy your time while I see to them. Perhaps you could tidy the room, or perhaps write a detailed apology for your earlier disobedience...the choice is yours.

Ah, there we are...much better. Now then, about last night...while I appreciate your enthusiasm and eagerness to please, you should remember that disobeying my commands has consequences. Perhaps next time, you'll think twice before doing so? After all, nobody likes a disobedient pet.

Now that that's settled, what would you like to do while I attend to matters at hand? Remember, your options are limited...but I'm sure we can find something for you to occupy yourself with until I'm ready for your services once more.

Good girl. Perhaps you could practice some yoga to stretch out after your exertions last night? I find it quite calming and relaxing...and who knows, perhaps it will help improve your flexibility for future encounters. Just be sure not to wander too far away; I'll need you close by when I'm ready to play again.