You came in expecting this to be just another normal findom session. It isn't.

I’ve been collecting data on you for some time now. Today I’m not guiding you. I’m studying you.

You’re going to feel your c*ck twitch and swell before I even tell you to touch it. When I finally say “stroke,” you’ll feel the heat rush through you as your hand moves on its own. You’ll feel every slow, deliberate stroke building pressure inside that c*ck while I watch every tiny reaction.

When I say stop, you’re going to feel it immediately... that sharp, aching frustration as your denied c*ck throbs and leaks in the air.

You’ll stare at my feet while your body fights the urge to touch. You’ll see every perfect detail. You’ll smell the warm scent of my skin as you struggle to keep your hands off. Your mind will start to fog. Your thoughts will blur until all that’s left is my voice telling you when you’re allowed to feel pleasure.

I’m going to edge you again and again. Each time you stroke you’ll feel your c*ck become more sensitive, more desperate. You’ll taste the frustration in the back of your throat as I make you hold the edge while you look at my feet.

You’ll feel your b*lls tighten and your resolve cr*cking a l*ttle more with every denial.

And when I finally push you right to the edge... c*ck throbbing, mind blank, body shaking... you’re going to stroke and send at the same time.

You’ll feel the rush of financial surrender h*t you at the exact moment your c*ck is at its most desperate. That’s when the conditioning locks in.

By the time I’m finished with you, your arousal won’t belong to you anymore. It will belong to my voice. To my authority. To my feet. You’ll feel it every time you hear me speak from now on.

This experiment is complete.

And you’ve performed exactly as I expected.

Foot Fetish Tease & Denial Soles Dr. Gia's JOI Experiment: Stroke, Stop, Send. with C4s.com