I know it's been a long time since you've been allowed to cum, and I think it's been even longer since you've touched that sad excuse for a cock. You must be getting super desperate by now, aren't you? I know if I were in your pathetic shoes, I'd be losing my mind. But you, you'd probably just thank me, wouldn't you? You'd be so fucking grateful. You'd say, 'Please, Mistress, please let me touch myself. I'm begging you.' Now, go ahead. Try it. Beg me. Maybe if you do a really good job, I'll let you touch yourself. Maybe. We'll see. You never know unless you're gonna beg. Oh, what's this? You think that's begging? Pathetic. You're going to have to beg harder than that if you want to touch your cock. I mean, look at us. If you were here in front of us, you'd be fucking groveling, desperate to jerk off. You'd be on your knees, showing us what a pathetic chronic masturbating loser you are. Good boy, now grab that worthless cock and start stroking. Stroke it for us, just like we're mocking—oops, I mean showing you. Now beg to spill. But first, let's see you edge yourself. I want to see you edge yourself stupid for us. We want to watch you edge while we tease the fuck out of you in these hot fucking outfits. Stroke and edge, that's it. Edge it, tease it with just a few fingers. That's a good boy.