He gasslights me to get things done. first do the job then we'll have fun. he holds my task-list in his claws, you said, gem, you would do it now. I don't remember when did I agree? after the party we had yesterday eve. blissed out you were after the screaming, I asked you then to do all the cleaning." You said yes, my treasure, so best get it done, work before pleasure, you'd better run, Or that spiked tail flicks for being lazy, cause imp mine you need some motivation. Oh that mop is so deliciously sopping, keep on scrubbing, don't you dare stopping. distracting me with inuendo, then calls on me to pay attention, I'm fired up, but shall not mantion, that naughty devil is so handsome. That mouth of his is hellishly profane, his naughty words full of promise and pin. You did so great, so playtime you win. we burn in the night when we joyously sin.