As I shed the layers of this skin-tight dress, each fabric falling away with deliberate intent, I want you to feel the sting of desire piercing through your very being. I want you to ache for me so profoundly that it resonates within the depths of your soul. Even after indulging in a weekend-long binge of gooning, your longing for me remains insatiable. It’s a craving, a yearning, that you know will forever remain unfulfilled.
Allow yourself to shed tears of longing as you descend further into the abyss. Lost in the recesses of your mind, you seek solace in the fantasy of me, knowing all too well that reality will never mirror your desires. With each passing moment, the ache intensifies as I stand before you, adorned in nothing but a black pair of panties and some pasties. The illusion may dissipate, but the agony persists, a constant reminder of the unattainable.
