SLAVE G'S CRUELEST RUINED ORGASM YET

I adored my visit to the oubliette, even more so as i had the opportunity to bring a slave along to showcase their talents and willingness to suffer at my mercy. slave g certainly didn't disappoint and i had great fun teasing him until literal breaking point in front of their cameras. g is tethered with his arms above his head, stripped naked and vulnerable. i ask him when was the last time he had an orgasm - 2 weeks ago. this is a very long time for g to hold back a release, clearly he wanted to impress me during our visit. desperate and dripping pre cum onto the floor, my slave is aching, longing for a climax to his arousal. after a little teasing with my fingertips, i inform g that i will allow him his wish of an orgasm however it will be a cruel ruined orgasm. i intend to take great pleasure teasing and denying him until he can take it no longer. i will get much enjoyment from watching his torment, which will end with disappointment for him- a frustrating ruined orgasm for my pleasure.  i bring his attention to my beautiful heels, after all, i know how much he adores my perfect size 3 feet. i tease my slave with how they look walking around him and how they would taste on his tongue. i want him to focus on how good it would feel for him to worship them while i tease his eager cock. his desperation builds as i pleasure his cock with my hand, and it is only moments before he reaches the edge for the first time. stopping all stimulation at once, he shakes with frustration and i wait for the wave to subside. i repeat this pattern of teasing and denying, keeping him eternally longing for the feel of my touch. he is so desperate, taken to the edge and denied. he dances and squirms, tensing his legs to reduce the wave of oncoming orgasm. i give him relentless torment with my hand, but i don’t believe he has proven his desperation enough to me yet. slow and soft, hard and fast, i mercilessly tease him with my fist around his cock. he shouts over and over that he is close to an orgasm, and i push him to his very limit of self control. he eventually gets too far past the edge, i pull my hand back at once and his orgasm ruins all over the floor. he shakes his body to gain any extra stimulation to intensify his climax, but it is to no avail, his cum dribbles from the tip of his cock in a most pathetic manner. i laugh at his ridiculous attempts and the disappointment in his face. slave g receives the physical effects of an orgasm, but no joy or satisfaction. i decide that from now on, each of his orgasms will be carried out in this way, teased and completely denied any form of gratification.