You know the feeling. Pulse quickening, leg stiffening, like a freight train roaring…..and then you brace. You clench and prepare for the warmth that will explode you, that elation that is both common and new. How perfect it could be if I would just let you have it!  Alas, I’m making you build that orgasm. You love it and hate it, you curse me and praise me in your mind. I am the source of your ache, the reason you get only a taste. Your chance to cum is on a short leash.

You Agreed To The Cum Contract!

The moment that you heard that sweet voice in Dispatch, you signed a silent contract that I will hold you to. What contract, you ask? Well, the Cum Contract, of course! Female domination is no joke, and if you wanted ‘ditzy, breathy and moaning’, you would have called another Service. No, the minute you dialed, you handed that cock of yours to me, Mistress Amber. Educated, cunning, intelligent and quick-witted, I have a bite like a viper and an instant honey soothe. Oh boy, what have you gotten yourself into?

Of course I let you stroke. Once I gave permission, you were allowed to handle yourself, whether a throbbing quiver or some mini-steel. But my options are vast. Will I direct your self-facial and mini-snack? Ruin your orgasm? Tease until your body twists and jerks with ripples that you’ll beg for? Maybe I’ll just mindfuck you, wrapping you tighter and tighter in my marvelous fantasy and delicious delay.

There’s no telling what I’ll choose to do with that cum, but one thing is sure: you’ll be so glad you gave it to me!