Dreaded Cum Restriction

My panties are off...
You're so fucking turned on.
My hand is poised and ready...
give me the "go" please...c'mon!

Why do you torture me...?
My fingers graze my clit.
Please just tell me I can...
C'mon please...just do it!

My pussy is so damn wet...
I feel it slippery between my thighs.
Just give me the okay damnit!
Can't you see desperation in my eyes?

Alas, all of this I say in mind...
in my mind alone and nothing more.
But he can see the demand in me
And I can tell he's really sore!

Lightning fast my hands are bound..
and constricted to the bed.
My deviant slutty thoughts escape me
as he leans in closer to my head.

He whispers in my ear and tells me
I've been a very bad little slut.
Had I just been a bit more patient...
he'd have given me what I sought.

Now I lay there bound with the
aching between my legs.
He's incredulous to my moans,
he's oblivious to my begs.

I guess it's more cum restriction for me...
I always seem to earn.
As torturous as it is for me...
you'd think I'd fucking learn!

chuckles. very nice