Her latex-clad hand grips my balls tightly, her hot breath flowing over my throbbing cock.
Bound and naked, I ache for release, but I know that would mean punishment. No orgasms without her permission. I have been very good today as she has taken me to the edge again and again.
Maybe, if I ask nicely, she will let me come on her catsuit. Maybe in her mouth!
“Please, Mistress, can I come?”
Her eyes narrow. “I’m sure you can. But today, you MAY NOT!”
I sigh. I should have known a grammar Nazi moderator would be a tough mistress.
