The night began with a playful tease a promise of pleasure hovering in the air.
He was eager his body humming with anticipation. She played a cruel game building his arousal to a fever pitch.
Just as he neared the edge she pulled away leaving him gasping for more.
The denied release was exquisite torture a sweet torment. He craved the release she held his pleasure captive.
Her dominance was absolute a masterful performance of denial. Each touch each word pushed him further to the brink.
The pressure built his entire being focused on the elusive climax. He was hers completely at her whim.
Finally with a cruel twist she allowed him to teeter on the edge then pulled him back.
The agony was immense a primal scream trapped in his throat. He was a slave to her touch.
She reveled in his torment her power intoxicating. The ruined orgasm was a symphony of sensation.
Each thwarted attempt each near-miss only intensified his desire. He was desperate for release.
Her touch was a brand leaving him aching. The denied climax was a testament to her mastery.
He was hers to control to deny. His ruined orgasm was her triumph.
The night stretched on a beautiful torment. He begged for the end yet craved its continuation.
Finally with a flick of her wrist she released him. His ruined cumshot was complete.
The aftershocks rippled through his body leaving him spent. He was utterly hers.
This was a night of unforgettable sensation a lesson in control. The shattered climax was his new addiction.
Every nerve ending every muscle ached with the memory. A truly shattered and destroyed experience.
He yearned for her touch her power. The ruined orgasm was a masterpiece.
She was his dominatrix his goddess of pleasure and pain. The flawlessly denied climax was hers.
He was forever bound by her desire. The ruined orgasm was his ultimate submission.
