Sort of a small test

Jacque looked outside. It was dark from the storm, but it was also getting late in the day. As such, he decided to call it a day.

Jacque got in bed, but first a command for Anna. Something he wanted to test.

"Anna. Continue to twerk. However if you get tired, you may sleep" he said.

He wanted to test the limits of the collar. If it made it so that Anna could even still comprehend what it meant to be "tired" or if the collar would just **** her through whatever he commanded.

He blew out his candles and the room darkened, as he fell asleep to the rhythmic clapping of Anna's ass.

The sun shone in brightly in the morning, waking him up.