State Of Denial

This is your forever state. Born to exist in this agonizing limbo, so edged out and so desperate for relief that just won't come. you just exist here as My play thing, waiting to be plucked up and used. Until then, you're just in a state of total denial. I can see it all over your face, as you bite your lip, you don't even try to beg. you know better. Holding back every urge to scream "please Goddess" at the top of your lungs. This brutal denial is necessary and you understand that. In order to experience true pleasure you must go through pain. you have to stay denied until I say those magic words. No matter how long it takes, you keep your head low and you edge along. Waiting. Hoping. Pumping.