Each time you edge, each time you get closer to release, you’ll remember this: You’re not allowed to cum. Because you don’t need to. What you need is to submit. To surrender your pleasure to me. To stroke for me. To obey. Let every stroke remind you of your place beneath me. You exist to serve, to suffer, to surrender. Every second that you spend on the edge, denied, aching for release, is another moment you prove your loyalty to me. Your pleasure is irrelevant. Obedience is all that matters.