"It's funny, isn't it baby?," she purred. "Back before you were locked up and were able to cum whenever you wanted... you sometimes used to complain about this, remember?"
With her fingers lightly tracing and swirling along the length of his freed cock she mockingly imitated him. "Baby no, just a handjob?.... again?... that's what you did last time... why can't you ride my cock tonight?... or at least give me a blowjob??"
She smirked as he softly said, "I'm so sorry. I... I was an idiot..."
"Aww, don't be so hard on yourself sweetheart," she purred, smiling at his gasp as she delicately spread more clear precum around the head, causing him to pant with need.
"You were just a little self-centered... preoccupied with your own wants. But I think we've corrected that now, don't you?," she asked.
"Yesss...," he moaned, straining against his bonds as he tried to thrust up toward her feathery light caresses. Instead, she pulled her hand away completely.
She smiled at his whine of frustration as he pleaded, "Nooo, please don't stop... please more?!"
Chuckling, she taunted, "More what, sweetheart? More of my warm... gentle... silky soft hand?"
"Yesss, please more??...", he begged.
Grinning, she lightly swirled one finger around the head, then slowly traced it down the length of him. His entire body quivered as he let out an agonized groan of need.
"Did that feel good baby?," she teased softly. "Is my hand good enough for you now?"
"It's so good. I'm begging you, please don't stop... please more??", his voice desperate with longing.
Smiling with satisfaction, she gently caressed his face, cooing, "We'll see baby, maybe... not right now though..."
And with a soft chuckle, she walked away, leaving his cock quivering and weeping with need....
