Video message her

You immediately put your hands behind your back presenting yourself to the goddess. "I'll wait for however long you want goddess." Your cock raging hard.

She replies with a single text. "Good boy. I'll give you a test."

You wait, your heart a frantic drum against your sternum. Every second feels like an eternity. You stare at the screen, at your own pathetic, **** reflection superimposed over her last message. You're a mess. Unshowered, sitting in your own previous cum shots over porn baddie , but for her, you'd wait forever. Wait for your next orgasm.

Another video arrives. You open it with the reverence of a scholar opening a sacred text.

It's her again. The panties are still draped over the camera, a frustrating, tantalizing barrier. This time, she's lying down. The angle is lower, giving you a perfect view of her toned thighs, the slight curve of her hips. Her painted nails are a deep, blood red.

"I want you to listen to me very carefully, gooner," her voice purrs, smooth and dominant. "You are not to touch yourself. Not until I say so. If you fail, you are blocked. Forever. Do you understand me?"

You can hear the faint, wet sound of her fingers moving between her legs. The sound sends a jolt straight to your cock, which is straining against your boxers, demanding release.

"Nod for me," she commands.

You find yourself nodding at your phone like an idiot, a solitary man in a dim room, obeying a woman you've never seen.

"Good." The video ends.

You wait for your next instructions, your hands clenched into fists at your sides to stop them from straying where they so desperately want to go. This is the most aroused you've been in your entire life. This is the most alive you've ever felt. You wanted to touch your cock so bad.

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