You’re probably thinking, “Oh, she loves sensual domination; she’ll probably be nice to me and let me get off.”
Maybe some days, I would do that. Maybe I’d be all happy flowers and rainbows and let you shoot your load for me. Unfortunately for you and your cock, today is not that day.
Instead, today, I’m sitting here with my right arm in a sling because I’ve overtaxed it by doing too much crafting. I’m grumpy. I’m in pain. I want you to suffer.
So right as you’re about to cum, I tell you to stop stroking. Don’t touch it at all. Just let whatever’s going to happen, happen.
Oh, the frustration! You do shoot a weak little load, but it’s not at all fulfilling or satisfying. You played a game of Cock Control Roulette with me, and what you won was ruined orgasm phone sex!
Oh, but I hate to inform you–we aren’t done yet! I’m in the mood to torment you some more, so sit back down, put your hand back around that cock, and get to stroking. I wonder how many ruined orgasms I can pull out of you in one night? It still amounts to cock milking, even if you’re not enjoying the process, because there’s something coming out!
We’re going to be here awhile, so you better get comfortable. There’s no telling how many ruined orgasms I can get out of you tonight. But I can promise you this–we’re going to find out.
