Not quite JOI, not quite hands-free, but something painfully in between - you’re allowed to rub your hardness, make it ache and leak, but you aren’t allowed to stroke it. You aren’t allowed to pump deeper for My exquisite body and cruel giggles - all you’re allowed is suffering. Unless, of course, you beg your way into receiving mercy. Unlikely, but what’s the harm in trying? Rub that horny cock for Me and cry in frustration at My untouchable perfection.