Miss Roper

What an eager patient, held captive in a restrictive posey straitjacket and sensory deprivation hood; his cock pulsating between my fingers. I can feel his very heartbeat through my veins, the anticipation flowing through him as I slide him back and forth across my palm. Though one should be advised, my methods of medicine are a bit... unconventional. Enjoying making him jump in his bondage with surprise smacks and a balled up hand in between my slow, teasing; up and down movements on his swollen member. Pleasure with pain, pain in pleasure, all of my patients senses of the two become crossed underneath my sadistic, skillful hands. I enjoy making him rock hard, rubbing his cock's firmness in between my latex cleavage, feeling him slip away only to leave him in ruins. Building them up, only to break them down and leave them in unsatisfied agony. He can't have an orgasm after all, as that could lead to a malpractice suit...and Nurse Roper can't have that. I take my job very, seriously.

This big, thick cock I have laced between my fingers is bulging, desperate for release, aching for an orgasm. It is only up to me. I decide your fate; when, how, and if you feel satisfaction. Because it, it belongs to me and me alone. Mine to toy with, my cock to play with. I receive such amusement in teasing and taunting men, you are all my little play things. Easily manipulated, weak for my touch. So easily controlled with just a twirl of my finger. A hot breath blowing towards your tip. You and your thick cock are just like everyone else. You're nothing special. Simply a means to pass the time. Flesh to conquer. What? Have you thought otherwise due to the length, your girth? Haha, that's cute. This is indeed the reality check you've needed. There will be cum, but no release.