The more I deny you, the weaker you become for me. Stroke to it, internalise it, and realise that this is as good as it gets for you.

The intense longing, the desperate need, only serves to deepen your submission. You're entirely at my mercy, your pleasure and pain tied to my whims. This isn't just a game anymore. It's your reality, your life is only a collection of moments of extended, denied, bliss.

The more I deny you, the weaker you become for me. Stroke to it, internalise it, and realise that this is as good as it gets for you.

The intense longing, the desperate need, only serves to deepen your submission. You're entirely at my mercy, your pleasure and pain tied to my whims. This isn't just a game anymore. It's your reality, your life is only a collection of moments of extended, denied, bliss.