You belong in deep, inescapable denial, stroking towards a release that will never come. Your cock throbs for My lush curves just barely concealed by a layer of mesh, for the shape of My toes behind My seamed stockings, for My honeyed voice encouraging you to sexualize your sexlessness. No matter how your balls may ache to burst, you will overcome your physical urges and heed My orders. Mind over cock, My will over your desires. You don't want to cum. You want to be My obedient, denied bitch. The viewer is assumed to have a penis. Gender neutral. Follow My on Twitter @AllForArelia.