I strip you, and then put you in heels and stockings because it reminds you that this isn’t just masturbation. This isn’t what you’ve done by yourself in the solitude of your room for years. 

This is edging. This is denial. This is the fantasy, come to life.

The clit you rub and cunt you finger are mine now, that’s what I demanded, and that’s what you gave me. Your orgasms belong to me. 

That was your choice.

It isn’t any longer.