Denial is a powerful thing to be playing around with. To watch you so close, begging me for that release, is a heady mixture that’s going to do wonders to my ego. To give you the permission, watch your face flood with relief and grateful pleasure forces a grin to my face, makes me tighten my grip around your throat.
It would be a little self serving if the denial was restricted to the bedroom. D/s isn’t just about the things I do to your body, but also the ways I can improve you as a person, and let you achieve the goals you’ve set for yourself. Help your long term desires win out against your short term wants.
I can replace them. That’s what I can do for you. I can put your desire for obedience ahead of your desire to eat that last slice of cake, or stay in bed for just ten more minutes. I can motivate you with a leash, or chivvy you along with a hand against your rear. You want to make me proud, and that drives you to greater things. I’m the hand at your shoulder, pushing you forward. I’m the hand at your leash, holding you back.
You just have to trust me. Trust that I know what I’m doing, and that I can get you to where you want to go. Trust that I’ll be there with you, when you reach your destination. Because that’s how we make you better, you beautiful fuck. By holding you back from the things you want but don’t need, and pushing you towards where you desire to be, right in the core of you.
Come, let me be your better judgement.