Short Story:
Riding Luke's face to finally have some relief myself after trying the chastity belt. I really needed that 😈 He, on the other hand ... he can wait a little longer 🤭

Long Story:
So that was a long week. I don't think I ever went this long without orgasm, as far as my memory serves. Even when I was uninterested in sex, I was getting myself off as a stress relief.😄 I hoped to end it sooner, but we couldn't find a reasonable time overlap. Yes I could've just quit it myself and cum to some porn, and I was honestly quite tempted few times, but I was set to only finish on his face. And the hornier I was the more I wanted to it precisely this way. Every day was challenging, but at the same time, it felt like I gained something valuable and didn't want to waste it. I made myself a few notes about it, because I don't think I've fully appreciated how fucked up ruined orgasms really are. Waiting for weeks and then just ... nothing ... makes me shiver, depending on which side I am imagining myself standing, it's either with dread or arousal 🤭

Anyway, the time finally came and I could't wait to dress myself slutty to make him as excited as I was for riding his face.😈 As I was super horny myself I wanted to see how badly he's coping with it, so I've unlocked him. I wanted to see his dick throb, to see his frustrastion as he was trying to fuck anything, even if there was nothing but air. I love the difference when he's fully erect compared to how tiny he is in the cage. It's easy to imagine how horny he is when his dick is all big and veiny, but there is something twisted about the idea that he's just as horny when I sqeeze him down to the cage. It's like screaming inside a soundproof room. Keeping him aroused out of his mind, without the possibility of making it physically visible. Just hot. 🥵 So it's thrilling to unlock him for a while, so I could admire how excited he is for real under the cage. Before I "silence" it again.

As I was playing with his nipples, I felt him squirming beneath me, swallowing my juices mixed with his saliva. I knew his face had to be drenched. I was edging myself the whole week, but successfully held back from getting over that edge. Not anymore. My pussy decided it was time to let it all go. Interestingly, as I knew I will be cumming today, I had little bit of conflicting feeling. On one hand I could't wait to finally cum. On the other hand, since I was waiting long enough, I didn't want to rush it. It felt a little bit like trying to have proper table manners after starving. And I think having a little bit of restraint made it all the better. Climbing up those edges, then slowing down a little and then getting back to pace again, while watching his desperate attempts on drawing some attention to his poor dick. 😈 Knowing well, he don't get to enjoy the same luxury as I do always makes me even hornier.

It's funny but when I partake in a little bit in denial with him, but then inevitably make him serve me and order him to lick my pussy, I feel it highlight the difference between us. Me trying it, out of curiosity, and him being dependant on my mood to let him cum. I think royalty probably felt this way when trying some peasant food out of boredom. 😄 Something about it makes me feel like a complete bitch in the best and meaniest way possible. And with that idea, I finally went over the final edge and creamed any remaining dry spot that could've been on his face. I don't know why it it so hot to be mean. I even feel a little bad sometimes. But it's exactly this knowledge that literally makes me moan.

As for Luke. He's better at this than me. He can hold a little longer 😈