There are few things in this world better than a truly earth-shattering, long awaited orgasm. For that reason, I view them as precious. For that reason, I like to make sure they are given the respect they deserve. For that reason, I don’t hand them out to just anybody. You can think of me as the keeper of your orgasm. It’s mine. I decide when you get to have it, and if you get to have it.
And the longer I withhold it, the more you want that orgasm, don’t you? That’s the beauty of a great tease–you begin to long for what you can’t have, ache for it, dream for it. And when it’s finally yours, when you are finally allowed that sweet release, it’s better than anything you thought it could be.
My whole life is a tease. When I walk down the street, I see the men watching my legs in those high stiletto heels. I see the thoughts churning in their brains. I know what they want. And we both know they can’t have it. But it goes beyond provocative clothing. When we sit down to dinner together, you watch my mouth as I take small bites out of my food. You seem my lips, wet, reddened, and you wish that I was taking small bites out of you. I throw my head back and laugh at your jokes, and you imagine the same movement in a different scenario. You imagine me throwing my head back and–rather than laughing–moaning, as I ride you to ecstasy. I let my hand graze yours when I pass you on the street, and you want that hand to drift, to graze that aching cock.
And it’s no coincidence. I know what gets you going. I know how to manipulate you. When I place my hand on your arm, I’m fully aware of where your devious mind is going. You want me pinning that arm down. You want me to make you squirm. You want what you can’t have.
But I’m a woman of extremes. I like to take things to their logical conclusion. And if I like having fun with you during casual encounters, imagine how I’ll make you ache once I get you home. You may think once you cross my threshold that’s it–you’ve achieved what you want. But not so fast. There’s still much work to be done. And I decide just how long I’ll make you work for it.
Cruel to be kind,
Empress Whitney
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