My hands bound behind my back, because my husband knows if they are free, I wouldn't be able to control the urge of helping myself finish. He pulls gently on the leash at first, teasing me, taunting me. He knows without his soft paws stroking my shaft, I could not finish, and the hours of edging were too much for me to handle. I let him have full control, and I did exactly as he instructed.

"I just, want, to cum..."