I love being the dominant woman in this relationship - controlling you with this beautiful thing between my legs - but let's take just a moment out of that reverie and talk about why I'm telling you this.
I just want you to understand our relationship the way I do. I want you to understand that your fetish is not something to be ashamed of, that being good and sweet and kind to me isn't just a symptom of a disease. I want you to understand that being aroused and alive and head over heels with lust for me is not something to be ashamed of - its the alternative, this male idea of sex pushed on you by your hormones, that's throwing you off.
We work well together, you and I. And every day you spend in chastity is a good choice, more erotic and sensual and wonderful than one you spend without. We're taking advantage of each other, and if you feel differently then you should say so. But if you don't, I want you to accept this. Accept having your ejaculations under my control. Don't be ashamed that you're mine - because you have your reasons for being so.
I'm what you want, love. But I wouldn't be, if you could have me.