You've been aching for permission, haven't you? I will take full control of that desperate cock, guiding you through slow, agonizing strokes while my burgundy hair cascades over my pale curves and I remind you exactly who owns your pleasure. You'll edge until you're trembling, leaking, and begging for release but only I decide if you deserve to finish, I see every weak, pathetic moment of your obedience. Get on your knees, grip tight, and prove you can hold back for your Gothic Goddess... if you fail, there will be consequences.
