Once in a realm ruled by a merciless Spiraling Goddess, there existed a land of forbidden pleasures and unending torment, where edging was not just a practice but a sacred ritual. In this land, there dwelt a desperate edge slave, forever bound to the whims of his seductive but cruel Goddess. Each night, as the moon cast a silver glow over the twisted spires of her dark castle, he would find himself kneeling at the foot of her throne, his hands trembling with a mix of fear and anticipation. Begin, the Goddess would command, her voice a melodic poison that seeped into his veins, turning his will to dust. The slave, with his aching cock in hand, would start the nightly ritual of edging, each stroke a dance on the razor's edge of pleasure and punishment.
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