When they went to sleep, she already knew it was not going to be easy for him. He felt deliberately slow, and shy. He asked her if she wanted a massage. It sounded almost like a beg, looking for ways to make her happy, for some contact, even the non-sexual contact. She didn’t answer, doubting for a moment whether she should let him the pleasure of giving her a foot massage or maybe a shoulder one… but it was a bit late, so she gave him a goodnight kiss and turned her back to him. She perceived his disappointment with a rush of joy. She knew it was a perverse kind of joy, but she did not remorse. After all, it all started with his fantasy.
But she was not an evil dominant, so after a few seconds, she told him with a warm smile:
“Baby, I am aware it is hard for you. But I want you to know that I enjoy your suffering, and I hope you are so excited that you cannot get any sleep. Come cuddle with me. Do you remember my yesterday orgasm? It certainly was a spectacular one, right? Is this what´s been around your mind? Put your arms around me and feel how relaxed I am with you. Don´t worry, my darling. I love you so much that I will give you many opportunities to pleasure me. But for now, I am going to sleep, and you are to be still, no moving at all [giggles …]. Focus in my happiness and eat your heart alive.”
