New Years Resolutions
There's another reason I ruined that orgasm like I did. Without the full weight of release, your postcoital disappointment lasted minutes rather than hours. Within a day, you were dreaming again about what you can never have: this moist, wonderful temple of pleasure. Within a day, you were back in the land of bliss, no longer even faced with the worry of giving in and upsetting me. No relief - but oh so much bliss.
The cage puts you under my control, which is something you love as much as the denial itself. And all the time, it serves as a reminder. All the time, that plastic lets you know you're mine, that you can't cum ever without my permission, that you don't know when the next orgasm will come, or how. All the time, it sends you into dreams of bliss.
Take a deep breath. Listen to your heart beat. Feel the swell of your cock against its prison. Look at what you can't have. Study it. Adore it.
Can you really tell me this is worse than the alternative?
For Christmas I gave you so much pleasure, baby. You just have to understand the how.