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In a dimly lit, traditional Japanese room, a young woman in a silken kimono sits, her legs crossed, a wicked smile playing on her lips. Before her, a man kneels, his body bare save for a thin towel around his waist. The woman picks up a comb, its teeth glinting under the soft light. She runs it over the man's chest, his nipples hardening at her touch. She moves lower, tracing the comb along his inner thighs, making him squirm. The man's cock tents the towel, but the woman pays it no mind, her focus solely on the delicate torture she's inflicting. She leans in, her breath hot on his ear, "You will not come until I say so," she whispers, her voice as sharp as the comb's teeth. The man nods, his body trembling with anticipation and denial.