More I give you denial in any form, more addicted you become and better you understand how low you stand. Being my denied bitch is blissful, your cock gets hard when I remind you that pussy is not for you, when I tell you to stroke only to be denied at the end. More I deny you better you feel. My presence in your weak beta mind is more vivid, crystal clear and my voice whispers in your ear that you don't deserve pussy or an orgasm. Denial is a gift, more you receive, grateful you are.
