Denied By Design
We’re going to play by My rules tonight. I want you hard, desperate but absolutely still. Don’t touch—yet. Just sit there and watch. Every curve, every sway of My hips, is meant to torment you. I know exactly what you want. I can see how badly you’re aching to stroke, to lose control.
But this isn’t about what you want. It’s about what I allow. You’ll stroke only when I say so, and not a second sooner. Slow at first, now faster. Feel that edge creeping up? You’re right there, aren’t you?
Now stop.
Look at you—shaking, panting, right on the brink. But you don’t get to finish. Not tonight. That pleasure? That release? It belongs to Me, and I’m keeping it from you. You’ve been denied. Sit with that ache. Let it remind you who owns your desire
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