It’s so hard to be good, I know. Can you hold out just a little longer? That’s a good girl.

Your body is telling you that you want to give in, to allow yourself release.

Don’t. Don’t don’t don’t. It’s so empty when you cum. I promise. You think it’s everything you want, but 30 second after you’re finished, you’ll feel it. That empty aching. “That’s it? I traded an electric body and a mind immersed in pleasure, just for that?”

Don’t cum. Let yourself be desperate. Even better, revel in the desperation. Your every waking thought will be flavored with the knowledge that you’re drippy. That you’re denied. Walking in tight jeans — an incredibly simple act — is a pleasure. Think about how fortunate that makes you. Aren’t you lucky?

If you have a partner, don’t hide the desperation (unless they prefer that you do). Acknowledge it. Own it. Mewl and quiver and beg and hump in frustration. Show them that when they control your orgasm they have the power to turn you into a puddle at their discretion.

Desperation is sexy. Don’t cum.