Edge & Deny JOI
Stroke that caged cock for Me. Go on, you know you want to. I tell you exactly how, how fast, how hard, and how close you're allowed to get, and you obey because I told you to. I walk you right to the edge of that beautiful desperation over and over again, letting you feel the rush of almost having something, letting you believe this time might be different. Then I make you stop. Cold. Right there, throbbing, ruined by My voice, with nothing to show for it. Finishing isn't your choice. It never was. I remind you of that every time your hips buck and your breath catches and you silently beg for just one more second of permission. You don't get one more second. You get to back off, thank Me for the denial, and pay for the privilege of being edged by Me at all. You don't get to cum, and you knew that when you clicked. Surrender anyway, obey every word, and send when I say so.