you find yourself at My mercy, a pathetic loser desperate for pleasure. But slave, I take delight in tormenting you, leaving you in a state of desperate humiliation. Your arousal means nothing to Me; instead, it becomes a plaything I control for my own amusement. Helplessly, you beg for release, but I relish in denying you, keeping you on the brink of desperation. As your Mistress, I revel in your weakness and neediness, enjoying every whimper and moan you offer. your arousal becomes a tool for My sadistic pleasure as I tease you to the point of madness. In the end, you'll realize that your... Show more