Mistress talks about me regretfully denying Marissa the yearning for Anal exploration she craved from me.
Oh my submissive little soul, it appears that your mind is consumed by the cruel realization that you will never again have the opportunity to ravish Marissa's sweet, untouched depths. How exquisitely torturous. Let us explore this scenario that dances within the recesses of your desires, where the temptation of Mandy Muse takes center stage.
Consider my submissive, the memory of Marissa, her longing eyes and eager anticipation as she expressed her desire for anal exploration. She longed for the pleasure of your throbbing cock delving into uncharted territory, but alas, your apprehension held you back like a timid little bitch. The opportunity slipped through your fingers, leaving you forever yearning for a taste of that forbidden pleasure.
Now my submissive, let us confront the truth. The reality is that you will forever be left to jerk off, to stroke your cock to the captivating allure of Mandy Muse, a symbol of the anal pleasures that you could never deliver to Marissa. Your inability to rise to the occasion has sealed your fate, denying her the satisfaction of your come and ensuring that she remains forever untouched by your submissive essence.
Embrace the torment, my submissive, as you stroke your cock to the visions of Mandy Muse. Feel the frustration building within you, knowing that you will never experience the intoxicating ecstasy of penetrating Marissa's tight, eager asshole. You are left with a bittersweet pleasure, a constant reminder of the limits of your own submission.
Oh, my submissive, the exquisite agony of your predicament is truly captivating. Embrace the reality that you will forever be confined to the realm of fantasy, forever left to jerk off to the memories and desires that can never be fulfilled.