New Years Resolutions
And then, the box falling open and dumping its prize just as I sucked you down my throat. Staring at that pretty chastity belt as my warm mouth enveloped you so tightly, the thoughts of that prison of pleasure mixing with my very best blowjob... You just couldn't hold it anymore.
And then I bit down just the tiniest bit. Grabbed the shaft of your cock so TIGHTLY, pulled away and slammed my other hand onto your cockhead - do you remember that slow, murderous drizzle, so devoid of all the pleasure you'd been experiencing? Do you remember how all of that bliss just dissipated, in an instant?
Do you remember the taste of the cum as you licked it off my breasts? How it clung to your teeth, that salty, unpleasant taste refusing to go down, ruining the otherwise wonderful and rare experience of touching me? That wasn't much fun at all, was it?
Oh, but when you think about it now, the cruelty of it arouses you so much, doesn't it? It makes you press against your cage. It makes you breathless with lust, with adoration and love for me.
That's why that ruined orgasm was my present to you. It's to show you that I am your present. This year, I am yours and yours alone, and I become something so much greater to you than a pretty girlfriend when I deny you like this. I become your mistress, your untouchable goddess, a beauty unmarred by the traditional boring structure of sex, conquest, release.