Goddess Maisha – Leather Glove Collection Edging Marathon: Ruined Privilege

He’s tied spread-eagle, wrists and ankles locked, waiting blindly for his surprise.
I enter carrying every pair of my leather gloves, short, long, fingerless, full-finger, black, red, brown.
I begin with the black half-finger gothic gloves already on my hands. Slow, tight strokes bring him to the brink instantly.
Then the marathon. One by one I change pairs right in front of him. Each new pair, each new scent and feel sends him straight back to the edge.
His only breaks are the few seconds between gloves as I peel one pair off and slide the next on.
After exhausting my entire collection and countless edges, I slip a pair back on and grant his ultimate privilege. A perfectly ruined orgasm, thick wasted ropes spilling uselessly over the shiny leather as I pull away at the exact moment.
Endless edging. One ruined finish.

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