Mistress Sweet Sin You call. I smile. And let it ring. You don’t get My time. You get the ache of waiting for it. I know what you want— To hear My voice. To feel seen. To be told you matter. But you don’t. Not until I say you do. You beg like it means something. You spend like it changes Me. You call like you still believe you deserve an answer. Darling, I don’t need to block you. I enjoy watching you need Me in silence. You’ll keep calling. I’ll keep ignoring. And you’ll keep paying just to be beneath My shadow. Because that’s where you belong