Surprise, slave, you're unlocked for this one. I want to give you the triple threat -- Me speaking, sitting, and stroking, all at once -- until you're edged into subspace and a state of total delirium.

It starts with a sensual sitting, in a silky teal satin that hugs my curves and pulls so snug right around your nose and mouth ... My delicious peach spills out the sides so a little of my smooth flesh is touching your face, creating the tightest seal. I run My hands over the fabric, teasing the camera, knowing what it will do to you the next day -- knowing for next time how sexy I am on top of you, and wondering what delights await you when it comes time to edit.

So scared of having a slip-up and disappointing Me, I'm careful with my sensitive slave. I want to make it three weeks and then keep going, and he knows it. At one point early on, I fear I've lost him to a weak ruin, but it's a false alarm. Crying wolf. Once I hop off his face and focus on all that energy pulsating between his legs, he stays on the crest of his edges like they're a tidal wave.

This is what 19 days of denial looks like, and it's a beautiful thing.

Stay under My satin

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