Edge Stop Breathe Psychological Orgasm Control
AnittaGirl
11:45 | Added
You thought seeing Me again wouldn’t affect you…
But the moment I step in — dressed in tight black leather, towering red stilettos, and slowly teasing you topless — your control starts slipping.
This isn’t about pleasure.
This is about power.
In this intense, psychological JOI session, I take you exactly where you crave to be: right on the edge. Over and over again.
✨ Fetishes included:
• Spit
• Red stilettos & leather outfit
• Slow edging & countdown control
• Breathplay commands
• Mind manipulation
• Ruined orgasms
• Orgasm denial
I don’t need to scream. I don’t need to be aggressive.
I control you with my voice… my eyes… my timing.
You’ll stroke exactly how I say.
You’ll stop exactly when I say.
You’ll hold your breath when I command it.
Just when you’re one second away from release… I take it from you.
Again.
And again.
Because what you really crave isn’t the orgasm.
It’s the control.
The tension.
The obsession.
The feeling of being completely manipulated by a woman who knows your triggers better than you do.
I tease you topless.
I let spit fall from My lips and make you crave it.
I make your heart race.
I leave you trembling.
Ruined. Denied. Addicted.
By the end, you won’t even want to finish.
You’ll want permission.
And I might not give it.
You thought seeing Me again wouldn’t affect you…
But the moment I step in — dressed in tight black leather, towering red stilettos, and slowly teasing you topless — your control starts slipping.
This isn’t about pleasure.
This is about power.
In this intense, psychological JOI session, I take you exactly where you crave to be: right on the edge. Over and over again.
✨ Fetishes included:
• Spit
• Red stilettos & leather outfit
• Slow edging & countdown control
• Breathplay commands
• Mind manipulation
• Ruined orgasms
• Orgasm denial
I don’t need to scream. I don’t need to be aggressive.
I control you with my voice… my eyes… my timing.
You’ll stroke exactly how I say.
You’ll stop exactly when I say.
You’ll hold your breath when I command it.
Just when you’re one second away from release… I take it from you.
Again.
And again.
Because what you really crave isn’t the orgasm.
It’s the control.
The tension.
The obsession.
The feeling of being completely manipulated by a woman who knows your triggers better than you do.
I tease you topless.
I let spit fall from My lips and make you crave it.
I make your heart race.
I leave you trembling.
Ruined. Denied. Addicted.
By the end, you won’t even want to finish.
You’ll want permission.
And I might not give it.
