Daddy doesn’t believe in overindulgence. Since I can cum more than once, I SHOULD. He tells me about all the women who struggle to cum even once and how I should take advantage of the fact that I have the OPPOSITE problem. Laying in bed with my arms and legs restrained with tape and mouth gagged with a scarf, I am completely at his mercy. I know I’m in for a whole lot of fun when Daddy attaches a remote vibe to my panties and pulls out the remote. He loves seeing me struggle, cumming over and over again, shaking with ecstasy, overstimulated to the point of pain. A sadist with the skill set of a soft dom is hard to find, but I’m glad I’m under his care.