Everyday I decide if you get an orgasm or the bliss of blue balls, today you know it from the start, it's going to be torment and denial, it's all about the how cruel am I today. From the moment your hand gets on that cock you'll crave my evil tease, my orders to stroke, my fingers snapping to make you take your hand off after riding the edge. Each edge is going to make you more desperate, each edge is gonna be more cruel, each edge is gonna bring you closer to denial. You'll be drippy, desperate, aching , throbbing and begging for mercy. Each stroke is going to be blissful, every edge so cruel, until you reach full denial while you hold your hard, dripping, pulsing cock, all sweaty and so grateful.