Weeks-long orgasm denial has never been my modus operandi.
But then again, “hey, we all evolve, right?”
One reader just got very frightened at that last sentence.
No, I am more of an “in the moment” kinda guy. Torturing your wet little kitty until you are just about to cum and it feels so amazing and here it comes and you think “oh my God this feels so damn amazing” but wait, “is that my phone ringing?”
“Hold on, I’ll be back in a minute.”
You lay strapped to the bed with your orgasm within reach but I think, “oh no, I really don’t feel bad for you.”
I am playing with you for two reasons: first, I am a sinister dick. Second, I know your eventual orgasm will finally come, and oh what a sweet one it will be.
So let’s play with your pussy for a good long while. “Would you mind if I start the Godfather saga as I keep this Hitachi on your clit?”
Don’t worry, your answers are only rhetorical.
I am going to play with you until I am good and ready to release you, so just sit there for a millennium and anticipate that orgasm and repeat to yourself that “Daddy’s knows best for you.”
Because I do, little one.
Just ache for me. Plead. Beg.
That is it. Good little Kitten.