You stroke for me, over and over, your thoughts erased, your mind nothing but a tool for my pleasure. Each time you think you're close, I yank you back, keeping you locked in this endless loop of desire and despair. You're gooning for me, and there’s nothing left in your world but my voice, my control. You’ll never release unless I decide, and every second you edge is another sacrifice to my dark, unrelenting power.

You stroke for me, over and over, your thoughts erased, your mind nothing but a tool for my pleasure. Each time you think you're close, I yank you back, keeping you locked in this endless loop of desire and despair. You're gooning for me, and there’s nothing left in your world but my voice, my control. You’ll never release unless I decide, and every second you edge is another sacrifice to my dark, unrelenting power.