Four days apart, and My boy is now back where he belongs: beneath Me. His face fits so snugly into My ass, sniffing the seam of My shorts ... and then what I have on underneath. It's day eight of 10 of his no-edging sentence, he's losing it, and I'm not backing down. I'm still not touching him, and I'm not giving him the sweet relief of a KO, either.

It's a true test of My infinite patience and My talent for tapping into his psyche to control his dick only with My mind and My voice. I tease and taunt and humiliate ... filling his head with fantasies and nightmares about what My Dom... Show more