I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: Yes, I am a kinder, gentler Mistress, but I can be very very wicked. I’ll tell you right now- when I ask you if you want a happy ending and you tell me that it is up to me, I always say no. Always! Even on your birthday! Some of you don’t believe me when I say no. You beg, and whine, and whimper. I’ll tell you what, though, those begging sounds, the regret in your voice? I love it. It feeds my soul. No lie! I crave your resignation. I love leaving you throbbing and dripping.
Denial generally happens after edging. You get to build up that anticipation. Let it grow as your balls fill with cum. Enjoy the journey- that’s the fun part of masturbation. It feels so good, stroking for me, doesn’t it? The longer you stroke, the better it feels, right? You never want that feeling to end. Yes, an orgasm would feel great right about now, but then it’s all over but the cleanup. 
I’m sure eventually you’ll have an orgasm. But it isn’t during this call or the one you make as soon as time runs out when you come back to me begging to please be allowed to orgasm. No, dear, there is no orgasm for you when you leave the decision up to me. There is exquisite agony from your swollen throbbing dick, your full to bursting balls. That’s all you get- plus the satisfaction of making me very happy.
I have had four denial calls in the past few days- an unusual run of similar calls! It was quite delightful, though, denying those guys. Have you ever been denied an orgasm? Have you ever considered that type of session? It is Locktober after all when you could conceivably be locked up, not just denied an orgasm but denied masturbation altogether. Why not turn over control to me? What have you got to lose, really? It’ll be fun!
Talk to you soon!
