Wait for Her

Performing cunnilingus so that she has had her fill--
Your hard-on pines to thrust in juices puddling up inside
Fully ready, rigid, and assuming that you will--
Instead the feline prick-tease is just smiling, satisfied...
But you’re revved up from watching her have seven in a row
Yet she just grins coquettishly, “no, no, no...”

It’s not so bad, a day or two, when she begins to flirt
But each time you approach the brink without a sweet release
The longing’s ever stronger and you feel the need to spurt
Craving for that afterglow and flood of inner peace
But she’s content to hold you at the tension of plateau
And if you beg, she smiles, saying, “no, no, no...”

Half a week goes by with tension building in your veins
And all that you can think about is starting up again
The build-up in your balls is slowly poisoning your brain
As she exploits the weakness of desire in all men
But she seems so delighted to watch desperation grow
While grinning ever broader, saying, “no, no, no...”

A week of this, then--brokenness--submissive nature rules;
You almost beg to suffer and be nastily abused
The empress in her eminence has you, her boy-toy tool
To watch in throes of anguish so that she can be amused
The pressure builds incredibly--if she’d let lava flow,
Then you would gain your liberty--but, “no, no, no...”

Eventually, the day arrives when she feels all fulfilled
(Ten days of oral servitude, with gentle pussy thrusts...)
When she decides she’d rather watch your gluey fluid spilled
Than ogle for a few more days at you consumed by lusts
So then she makes you grip your cock and says, “Put on a show;
Now make it really good for mistress--go, boy, go!”

You stroke and feel your body start its too-familiar rise
Instead of stopping near the edge, permission to proceed!
One look at her anticipating grin and spellbound eyes
Is just enough to push you to the point of shooting seed...
Amazingly, you feel enslaving desperation go:
When she asks you to drink it, you think, “no, no, no!”

The next night starts with kissing and quite quickly you’re aroused
Then, peeling back her bra, you nibble on her tender breast
And after she has climaxed twice, you feel her vulva doused
You’re craving for an encore deep inside her pelvic flesh
You rise up to the moment as you’re thrusting to and fro...
But you don’t know if she will tell you “yes” or “no”!