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There is nothing that gets me more excited than when he (26m) takes control and unleashes his desires upon me (26f). He knows my ultimate pleasure lies in being tantalized and teased.

As he enters the room, a wave of anticipation washes over me. His gaze, filled with hunger, undresses me before a single piece of clothing is shed. Following his command, I undress and lay gracefully upon the bed, spreading my legs wide open. The vulnerability and sheer desire in my eyes ignite a fire within him. I can feel my arousal building, my yearning growing stronger. What does he have in mind for me today?

He makes his way to the toy drawer, his eyes dancing over the array of temptations. First, he secures the cuffs around my wrists, a clear indication that the intensifying pleasure is about to start. He lowers his head, his seductive lips teasingly caressing my clit with gentle strokes of his tongue. Every nerve in my body electrifies as I become increasingly soaked with desire. Slowly, he slides a finger inside me, testing my readiness. I am more than ready.

Next, his hand retrieves the enticing Ben wa balls. My heart leaps with excitement; they are my favorite toy, granting me an exquisite sense of fullness. He expertly spits upon them, the slickness heightening my desperation. His touch guides the balls up and down my slick slit, evoking a primal urge within me to have them inserted. The exquisite agony intensifies as he teasingly eases one ball inside me, eliciting an uncontrollable moan of pleasure. My hips undulate with an urgency that mirrors my desire to be completely filled. And so, as he commands, I eagerly push the ball out, releasing a surge of my essence along with it. My arousal is undeniable; I long to be ravished.

Again, he inserts the first ball, followed by the second. I am overwhelmed by intoxicating pleasure, my body consumed by a glorious fullness. Yet, my craving for his penetration remains insatiable. Sensing my need, he removes the cuffs and instructs me to roll onto my stomach, arching my back, presenting my glistening pussy and perfect round ass to his ravenous gaze.

With a feather-light touch, he trails his fingers over my quivering anus, aching to be claimed. My body arches toward him, silently pleading for more. In his hands, he holds my favorite weighted butt plug, effortlessly sliding it into my pulsating depths. The moisture of my arousal renders lubrication unnecessary, heightening the intensity of the moment. The combination of pleasure and need escapes my lips in a primal whimper-moan. My desire reaches an unbearable peak, but instinctively, I know he intends to prolong my torment. It’s gonna be an excruciatingly delicious wait.

Tugging on the weighted balls nestled inside me, he skillfully unbalances my senses, aching for his release. I grind against him, aching to be filled to the brim. But he delights in watching me writhe in pleasure and frustration. With one final push, he tells me to rise.

Struggling to obey, my body responds to the intensity and fullness it endures. He reminds me of the morning yoga routine I have yet to complete—his mischievous smile hinting at what’s to come. I can already feel the challenge ahead. Will he grant me release? I timidly ask if he plans to bring me to climax, only to be met with his denial. Instead, he desires to see me struggle, to revel in my torment. As difficult as it may be, I know I must comply.

Positioning myself at the foot of the bed, I embark on my stretches, aching muscles and euphoric desires melding together. His decree proclaims that if I dare to climax, I must prolong my tormented state. The odds are stacked against me, but it only takes five minutes for a wave of pleasure to overcome me, forcing an orgasm to ripple through my core. Undeterred, I continue my yoga routine, pushing my body through an additional twenty minutes while succumbing to three more ecstatic releases. Meanwhile, he lounges upon the bed, delighting in my struggle.

Three hours have elapsed, and I am still filled to the brim, craving his penetration like never before. Uncertainty lingers within me; will he finally give in to my insatiable desires? The ache is unbearable, and yet a glimmer of hope persists. At last, I eagerly await the moment he will claim me, claiming not only my body but also reveling in the sweet surrender of my essence.

In this overwhelming state of arousal, I am consumed by excitement.

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