You say you want...

You say you want to come. You beg to be allowed a tiny sliver of release. But you don't really want that.

What you want is to be kept on the edge forever. Constantly a moment away from orgasm, but never allowed to cross the threshold.

What would an orgasm be? A brief burst of pleasure. Over in a moment. How can that compare to the glorious frustration of never-ending denial?


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