Happy Holidays, darlings! 2024

A Tease and Denial Christmas Poem for 

My Special Submissive Elf

Oh, My little elf, so eager and sweet,
How I love the way you kneel at My feet.
The snow may fall, the twinkle lights may gleam,
But I am the one who controls your naughty dreams.

you think you're ready for My devious gift?
But darling, I love the way that you shift.
Each time you beg, each time you plead,
I just smile and make you wait for My lead.

your green suit is so cute, but not enough,
you’ve been a good little elf, but that’s tough—
For I’m the one who holds the reins,
and tonight, you’ll play My little games.

Under the mistletoe - your lips will yearn,
But don't think you’ll get a kiss in return!
I’ll leave you hanging, filled with deep need,
But denial is My gift—your heart will bleed for Me.

Oh, how I adore the way you ache,
Every time you try, every move you make.
you want to touch, you want to feel,
But tonight, My sweet elf, nothing’s real!

The presents are wrapped, but don’t you dare peek,
you won’t get what you want this Christmas week.
you’ll wait for My touch, My whispered command,
and feel the pleasure slip right from your non-dominant hand.

you’ll follow My lead, no matter the cost,
and remember, My darling, nothing’s lost.
Tonight, it’s denial that keeps you bound,
Until My final gift is eventually found.

So Merry Christmas, My precious slave and elf,
you’ll wait and ache, all for MY self.
The sweetest gift you’ll ever receive,
Is the control I have over thee.

Love Goddess Lady Ravyn

December 2024.