Purchasing a single clip, stroking for a couple of minutes, cumming and going about your day? That doesn't sound like your style at all. You wanna run away from your mundane boring life after all, and focus on the divinity of my existence that takes you farther from the fact that your life is as bleak and pale as it can get. You wanna submerge into the endless worship of my perfection, so you don't just jerk off. You edge. You Stroke yourself silly, weak and vulnerable for me, until you're on the brim of release, but you don't cum. You won't cum. For me, you just calm yourself down, so you can stroke longer, be hard for me longer, indulge on me longer. You'll send a tribute, purchase another clip, and repeat this cycle until you're about to lose your mind. Edging is so much more fun. So much more joy. And at the end of the day filled with edging, a mighty explosion, a release so powerful it shades all the orgasms of your life, awaits. Because you have followed my rules, because you have edged for hours, to multiple clips, and sent a tribute as a release replacement between each edging. You're fucking welcome, weakling.