You are trapped in your desire, teetering on the edge. Every command is another step toward the abyss, where pleasure merges with the pain of anticipation. You want to explode, but your orgasm is my privilege, my weapon. I keep you on the edge like a puppet, savoring your torment

You are trapped in your desire, teetering on the edge. Every command is another step toward the abyss, where pleasure merges with the pain of anticipation. You want to explode, but your orgasm is my privilege, my weapon. I keep you on the edge like a puppet, savoring your torment