I've denied you for so long you can't remember the last time I've let you cum, and it's nearly driven you mad. It doesn't matter, you'll continue to beg me for release and I'll keep saying no as I laugh at you. You're fucked, because now you've sexualized denial so much you might never cum again. You'll send a big tribute in hopes it will earn you release, but my denial continues and the cycle goes on. You're so addicted to my delicious body and bratty laugh, you don't care at all. It feels too good to stop.