It doesn't matter if it's in the flesh or on the field monitor -- he can't even bring himself to look at Me in the black minidress and strappy fishnets. The tiniest trigger will send him over the edge. His frustration with his denial is mounting by the day, hour, minute ... he's wondering why I won't just ruin him already? Because it'll never happen when you're begging for it, slave. It'll only happen when your body is *begging* for it, slave. Instead I sit on him, stroke him, grind on him, guide him, make him weak with threats and promises of pegging, ruination, chastity. His li... Show more