Topless in only a sheer black robe and the same Merlot panties that worked him into a frustrated frenzy underneath Me, I begin the edging. A sensual massage and stroking quickly escalates. So much begging for the cage, and I love to deny his requests as much as his orgasms. No you may not lock up, I am not through with you.

He throbs, quivers, shakes, aches, thrusts, squirms. Settle down, slave. Do you need me to bring you back to reality? Here, take a knee.