This Isn't Denial
There's one thing you're absolutely certain of: that you belong to Me. If you -- the entirety of you -- belong to Me, then everything... every part of you... likewise belongs to Me. Your cock, your ego... your orgasms. Yes, your orgasms are Mine, and that's why I choose to deny you over and over again. As long as they're Mine, I can decide when you will be denied, and when you will be permitted. When you ruin them, when you can explode. The latter is very rare, I know, but you don't protest because you know who they belong to. Do you think I'm going to let you cum...? ...You guessed right: I'm not. I don't see it as denying you of anything, really. I'm simply instructing you not to cum, because I believe it's in your best interest. At this point, I think you prefer being "denied," too. I think you prefer to ride the edge over ending the pleasure through release. Even when you WANT to cum, you don't. I know what happens when I slide My fingers up and down over My panties as I moan. It's almost too much when I bring you to that elevated state of arousal, but I compel you to hold it in through My control. Telling you to cum and put an end to the pleasure seems far more cruel, to Me. Don't you want Me to "deny" you?
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