Bhikh mangna paryapt nahin hai: chiana, inkar karna aur apman

You thought you'd get relief? Think again. I draw out every second, mocking your weakness, pushing your frustration to the edge, and denying you the satisfaction you crave. Every whimper, every desperate plea just fuels my cruelty—because watching you squirm is the real reward. This is pure tease, pure denial, and pure humiliation.