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It was a typical evening at home in my sexy sanctuary. But, all of that would quickly change after an unexpected panty fetish reveal. A sanctuary where I reign as your Goddess of sensual tease and seduction. I was lounging on my plush chaise, scrolling through my phone, when a strange sound caught my attention—a soft, rhythmic rustling that seemed out of place amidst the stillness of my abode.
Curiosity piqued, I followed the sound, my black leather Louboutin stilettos clicking softly against the marble floor. A seductive symphony that seemed to heighten the anticipation of the moment with each step.
A Panty Fetish Unveiled
As I approached the slightly ajar door of my stroke pet’s quarters, the rustling grew louder. Accompanied now by faint, suppressed moans of pleasure. Peering through the narrow opening, I saw him—my devoted panty fetish stroke pet. His legs spread and his eyes clenched shut in a silent plea for release. In his grasp was not just his throbbing cock, but a pair of my lace panties. Wrapped around his shaft, the delicate fabric caressing his sensitive skin with every stroke. The sight was both amusing and arousing, a testament to his devotion and desperate need for me.
The Tease Begins
A playful smirk danced across my lips as I contemplated my next move. Should I burst in and confront him, or watch the delicious torment unfold? I chose the latter, leaning against the door frame, my arms crossed under my breasts, accentuating their fullness as I took in the erotic show.
Edging My Stroke Pet
His breathing became labored, each pant was a symphony to my ears. I could see the precum glistening on the head of his cock, the lace panties now damp with his arousal. He was close, teetering on the edge of ecstasy, ignorant of my watchful gaze.
“What do we have here?” I finally purred, my voice dripping with teasing condescension. His eyes flew open, panic and shame flashing across his face as he realized he’d been caught. The color drained from his cheeks, matching the pale shade of my stolen panties that now lay limply in his hand.
The Goddess’s Command
“Oh, don’t stop on my account,” I cooed teasingly, stepping into the room with the grace of a predator cornering its prey. “In fact, why don’t you continue? Masturbate for me. Show me how much you adore my panties, panty fetish slut. Show me how much you wish they were my lips wrapped around your cock.”
His embarrassment quickly morphed into a new wave of lust as he resumed stroking, his eyes never leaving my figure. I approached him, my hips swaying with each step, a visual serenade of seduction. I towered over him, a sexy Goddess to his mere mortal, my shadow casting him in a warm, enticing darkness.
My Stroke Pets Confession
“Tell me,” I whispered, “do you fantasize about cumming in my panties, or perhaps, on my perfect feet?” His breath hitched as he nodded. I knew it! Not only did my stroke pet have a panty fetish, he had a foot fetish too! His strokes growing more fervent and more desperate. “Say it,” I commanded, my voice a velvet demand.
“Yes, Goddess Demi,” he rasped, “I dream of it—cumming for you, on your feet and licking it all up between your toes.”
Surrendering to His Goddess
I knelt before him, close enough that he could feel my breath on his skin but far enough to keep his release just out of reach. “You’ve been a horny stroke pet, haven’t you?” I whispered, my fingers tracing the inside of his thighs, barely grazing his balls. He whimpered in response, his body arching towards my touch.
With the precision of a maestro, I began to direct his pleasure, instructing him on how to stroke himself, when to slow down, when to speed up. I edged him mercilessly. Watching with cruel satisfaction as the pleasure built to an almost painful crescendo within him.
“Please, Goddess, may I cum?” he begged, his voice trembling with need.
The Exquisite Torment of Worship and Longing
I leaned in, my lips brushing against his ear. “Not yet, my dear. You haven’t earned that privilege.” His moans of frustration filled the room, a symphony of denied desire that only served to fuel my own arousal.
I stood, looking down at him with a mix of amusement and dominance. “Remember, little pet, your pleasure belongs to me. I control your cock and I control your orgasm. You cum when I allow it and not a moment before.”
His cock twitched in response, pre-cum dripping freely as he fought against the overwhelming urge to release. I stepped back. Admiring the view of my stroke pet on the verge of ecstasy, bound not by ropes but by my command.
“Now, be a good pet and clean up your mess,” I instructed, gesturing to the drops of pre-cum, sticky evidence of his arousal, on the floor. “And remember, if you wish to worship at the altar of my pussy, you must prove your worth. Worship your Goddess more. Show me that you can be the devout disciple I require, and perhaps then I’ll consider allowing you to bask in the glory of your release.”
Panty Fetish Stroke Pet Caught in the Act
With that, I turned on my heels, leaving him in a state of quivering anticipation and on the edge of desire. His cock still hard and unsatisfied. As I walked away, I couldn’t help but smile, knowing that the next time he wrapped my panties around his cock, he’d be thinking of me—his sensual cocktease Goddess, his teasing tormentor, his ultimate fantasy.
Now, my dear readers, it’s your turn. Are you ready to prove your devotion? Are you willing to submit to my will, to edge yourself on the command of your Goddess?
Here’s your task:
Purchase 31 Days of Orgasm Denial with Sensual Cocktease Goddess Demi and fully accept that you no longer control your orgasms or your pleasure.
Show me that you are worthy of my attention, and you may just earn the privilege of cumming. But remember, I am in control, and your pleasure is at my discretion. Worship me, and perhaps you’ll be rewarded with the sweet release you so desperately seek.
Keeping you entranced and craving more until next time,
Your Sensual Cocktease Goddess Demi
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By May I Cum? Orgasm Denial and Cum Denial Webtease – brought to you by LDW GroupIt was a typical evening at home in my sexy sanctuary. But, all of that would quickly change after an unexpected panty fetish reveal. A sanctuary where I reign as your Goddess of sensual tease and seduction. I was lounging on my plush chaise, scrolling through my phone, when a strange sound caught my attention—a soft, rhythmic rustling that seemed out of place amidst the stillness of my abode.
Curiosity piqued, I followed the sound, my black leather Louboutin stilettos clicking softly against the marble floor. A seductive symphony that seemed to heighten the anticipation of the moment with each step.
A Panty Fetish Unveiled
As I approached the slightly ajar door of my stroke pet’s quarters, the rustling grew louder. Accompanied now by faint, suppressed moans of pleasure. Peering through the narrow opening, I saw him—my devoted panty fetish stroke pet. His legs spread and his eyes clenched shut in a silent plea for release. In his grasp was not just his throbbing cock, but a pair of my lace panties. Wrapped around his shaft, the delicate fabric caressing his sensitive skin with every stroke. The sight was both amusing and arousing, a testament to his devotion and desperate need for me.
The Tease Begins
A playful smirk danced across my lips as I contemplated my next move. Should I burst in and confront him, or watch the delicious torment unfold? I chose the latter, leaning against the door frame, my arms crossed under my breasts, accentuating their fullness as I took in the erotic show.
Edging My Stroke Pet
His breathing became labored, each pant was a symphony to my ears. I could see the precum glistening on the head of his cock, the lace panties now damp with his arousal. He was close, teetering on the edge of ecstasy, ignorant of my watchful gaze.
“What do we have here?” I finally purred, my voice dripping with teasing condescension. His eyes flew open, panic and shame flashing across his face as he realized he’d been caught. The color drained from his cheeks, matching the pale shade of my stolen panties that now lay limply in his hand.
The Goddess’s Command
“Oh, don’t stop on my account,” I cooed teasingly, stepping into the room with the grace of a predator cornering its prey. “In fact, why don’t you continue? Masturbate for me. Show me how much you adore my panties, panty fetish slut. Show me how much you wish they were my lips wrapped around your cock.”
His embarrassment quickly morphed into a new wave of lust as he resumed stroking, his eyes never leaving my figure. I approached him, my hips swaying with each step, a visual serenade of seduction. I towered over him, a sexy Goddess to his mere mortal, my shadow casting him in a warm, enticing darkness.
My Stroke Pets Confession
“Tell me,” I whispered, “do you fantasize about cumming in my panties, or perhaps, on my perfect feet?” His breath hitched as he nodded. I knew it! Not only did my stroke pet have a panty fetish, he had a foot fetish too! His strokes growing more fervent and more desperate. “Say it,” I commanded, my voice a velvet demand.
“Yes, Goddess Demi,” he rasped, “I dream of it—cumming for you, on your feet and licking it all up between your toes.”
Surrendering to His Goddess
I knelt before him, close enough that he could feel my breath on his skin but far enough to keep his release just out of reach. “You’ve been a horny stroke pet, haven’t you?” I whispered, my fingers tracing the inside of his thighs, barely grazing his balls. He whimpered in response, his body arching towards my touch.
With the precision of a maestro, I began to direct his pleasure, instructing him on how to stroke himself, when to slow down, when to speed up. I edged him mercilessly. Watching with cruel satisfaction as the pleasure built to an almost painful crescendo within him.
“Please, Goddess, may I cum?” he begged, his voice trembling with need.
The Exquisite Torment of Worship and Longing
I leaned in, my lips brushing against his ear. “Not yet, my dear. You haven’t earned that privilege.” His moans of frustration filled the room, a symphony of denied desire that only served to fuel my own arousal.
I stood, looking down at him with a mix of amusement and dominance. “Remember, little pet, your pleasure belongs to me. I control your cock and I control your orgasm. You cum when I allow it and not a moment before.”
His cock twitched in response, pre-cum dripping freely as he fought against the overwhelming urge to release. I stepped back. Admiring the view of my stroke pet on the verge of ecstasy, bound not by ropes but by my command.
“Now, be a good pet and clean up your mess,” I instructed, gesturing to the drops of pre-cum, sticky evidence of his arousal, on the floor. “And remember, if you wish to worship at the altar of my pussy, you must prove your worth. Worship your Goddess more. Show me that you can be the devout disciple I require, and perhaps then I’ll consider allowing you to bask in the glory of your release.”
Panty Fetish Stroke Pet Caught in the Act
With that, I turned on my heels, leaving him in a state of quivering anticipation and on the edge of desire. His cock still hard and unsatisfied. As I walked away, I couldn’t help but smile, knowing that the next time he wrapped my panties around his cock, he’d be thinking of me—his sensual cocktease Goddess, his teasing tormentor, his ultimate fantasy.
Now, my dear readers, it’s your turn. Are you ready to prove your devotion? Are you willing to submit to my will, to edge yourself on the command of your Goddess?
Here’s your task:
Purchase 31 Days of Orgasm Denial with Sensual Cocktease Goddess Demi and fully accept that you no longer control your orgasms or your pleasure.
Show me that you are worthy of my attention, and you may just earn the privilege of cumming. But remember, I am in control, and your pleasure is at my discretion. Worship me, and perhaps you’ll be rewarded with the sweet release you so desperately seek.
Keeping you entranced and craving more until next time,
Your Sensual Cocktease Goddess Demi
Click here to Listen to Ms. Demi
I Don’t Want to Miss You!
Schedule a FemDom Phone Sex Session
Let’s Hangout!
Tease Mania
Enchantrix Empire
Rate Your Call
Have we had a session together?
Rate each call with me & be entered to win a 30 minute free session each month!
https://www.ratemycall.com/
Can’t Talk?
Let’s Have Some Skype Sexting Fun Together!
Skype: Demi
The post Panty Fetish Stroke Pet Caught in the Act by Sensual Cocktease Goddess Demi appeared first on May I Cum? Orgasm Denial and Cum Denial Webtease - brought to you by LDW Group.