Forbidden to touch

It's pathetic, really. He even forbids you
to touch your clit now until he allows to.
Not only can't cum without his permission,
you cant touch your clit coz its his possession.

“It's between your legs, but I own it. It's mine.
If you touch my thing without permission, its crime”
A whispered command, a decree of control,
Her lover's ownership taking its toll.

Forbidden to touch, her senses now denied,
No longer the master of her own fiery tide.
His words echo within, possessive and firm,
"You shan't touch my possession, let it be affirmed."

Between her legs, a sacred treasure lies,
Yet, her pleasure now under his watchful eyes.
Only nipples remain, she is allowed to touch,
Teasing and tempting, craving for her clutch.

Fingers caress, exploring each soft mound,
Igniting her urges, silkily unbound.
A symphony of pleasure dances on her skin,
A tease, a torment, an unending sin.

She yearns for release, aching deep within,
Her wanton desires, an insatiable bin.
Can't stop rubbing them, pinching, pulling, twisting.
her nipples are her only comfort, so she is groping

Her desperate core contracts, demanding release,
Every synapse aching for that sweet, blissful peace.
Her clit calls out, begging for its touch,
Yet, she resists, surrendering unto his clutch.

She craves release, entangled within her need,
To bask in the pleasure of her lover's decree.
But alas, her obedience holds her sway,
She refrains, suppressing her desires at bay.

A single whimper escapes, a testament of her plight,
As she surrenders, her obedience taking flight.
Bound to his will, relinquishing her power,
Dreaming of the moment she's granted her hour.

Until then, she continues her sensual play,
Her nipples aroused, commanding her to stay.
For they are hers, the sole delight she may taste,
A bittersweet torment in this passionate chase.

Her longing intensifies, as time slowly unfolds,
In anticipation of when her desire will be bold.
Until that fateful moment, when permission arises,
She will obey, her restraint a testament of love's surprises.

For she is his, every part of her claimed,
And through the pain, her devotion remains untamed.
One day, he will grant her what she seeks,
And in that release, her soul will reach its peaks.