Captive Slut Enjoys Forced Solitude

A dominant voice echoes through the room, "You will not touch yourself until I allow it." The submissive, her wrists and ankles bound to the bedposts, shivers as the cold air caresses her exposed flesh. She's left alone, her pussy dripping with anticipation, her body yearning for the touch of her Mistress. The scent of her own arousal fills the room, driving her mad with desire. She moans, writhing against her restraints, desperate for release, but she knows better than to disobey. She must wait, and wait she will, until her Mistress deems her ready.

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