You found the button. Good little slave. You actually managed to obey one simple instruction. I'm almost impressed. Almost. I'm Goddess Faith. And for the next thirty days, your cock belongs to me. Your orgasms belong to me. Your frustration belongs to me. Every pathetic throb, every bead of pre-cum, every whimper you swallow at your desk, in your car, at 3 AM when you wake up hard and desperate... all mine.
You don't get to cum today. You don't get to cum tomorrow. You get to edge. And you get to thank me for it. Strip. Now. I don't care if you're in your bedroom, your bathroom, your pathetic office if you're "working from home." Clothes off. Cock out. Knees on the floor.
Good. See how easy it is when you just... obey? No thinking. No decisions. Just my voice, your hand, and exactly ten edges. Count them out loud. I want to hear you.
But first, the rules. Because I know your little slut brain is already planning how to cheat.
Rule one: You stroke when I say. You stop when I say. No faster, no slower than my pace. My rhythm owns your hand.
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