There is a beauty to orgasm denial. The quivering pulses from each touch sending shockwaves down her sensitive body, the dripping mess down her thigh and eagerness to feel any hints of pleasure from each time teased, fucked, called a needy lil cumdump and watching her gasp with every shot of cum across her bare body.

sometimes I feel like its almost too good and should be earned. That blissful mental state of sensitive mini orgasms and heat.

There is bliss watching their mind grow hazy as they think about masters cock and wanting to worship it with their body, force fucked until each hole perfectly fits his meat.

But I find it even more entertaining treating denied orgasms as a privilege too. I have a obsession with wanting the most eager of her cock hungery slut ways, and the best way to get the most desparate of eager sluttyness from her is repeated ruined, denied, ruined. Over and over until they are excited for the pleasure of going weeks denied, that intoxicating tension of her wanting to rub on my knee like a animal in heat, begging for her body to be used and the only orgasm that matters to them is that load pumped down their

The look of eyerolling bliss as their forced to throw away their highest days denied just to be forced to cum and as they get closer and their hands slapped away from trying to stop it, the ruin. That's mixture of gasping moans and that river of a mess trickling across the floor in a puddle.

only to have their denial started all over again and told they must go double the amount they went before.

Good girls should earn their denial and enjoy it. The best feeling is watching her anticipation as she sees the days turn to weeks of her having to go through the whole process all over again, to eagerly savor the privilege that is her needy lil denied fuckhole a red swollen mess dedicated to staying in that daily state of desparate needy lil slut and shivering when she hears her master say "your suuuuuch a good girl"