You don’t get to touch yourself anymore... I mean, look at you... already leaking, hips twitching, pupils blown wide, completely fucking brainless from how badly you need it. That’s right bitch... no more stroking yourself like some desperate gooner. Your cock isn’t yours anymore. I’m going to tie your wrists nice and tight. Maybe behind your back, maybe spread to the corners of the bed...so every pathetic thrust of your hips does nothing but make you ache harder. Helpless, displayed.. and once you’re completely immobilised, I take over. My hand. My pace. My rules.
