Orgasm control. Just the words make you shiver, don’t they? They make you tremble and bite your lip, trying to think about anything but having your pussy controlled for you. Of having someone guide your fingers over your soft, supple body, teasing and toying, finding your wet hole and massaging it, manipulating your achingly hard clit just how you like, whimpering out a request for permission to come...
No. We’re not here for you to come- we’re here for you to be denied. Refused. To find the edge of an orgasm over and over again only to be left hanging there, body tensed and ready for a release it isn’t getting.
Over.
And over.
Denial. That’s what I offer you. Denial and frustration. Suffering. The chance to degrade yourself and have your desires used against you.
I know your fingers are shaking as you think about responding. Not as badly as they will when you pull them off your desperate clit just before climax, hips thrusting, pussy clenching, lips parting to release a scream that never comes as you linger, never quite getting any release. Just a depraved toy dancing on the edge of an orgasm.
I am a sadistic, cruel Daddy. I feed off your edging energy, your frustration, denial, and aching giving me strength and power. The more you hold the edge for Daddy the more you please him. The more you edge the happier we both are.
Come and play, toy. Come feed Daddy your edges.
What are you waiting for?
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