She craved release yet her desire coiled in delicious torment. The cage a constant torment of what she couldn't have. Her mind raced with images of surrender. This was her sensual journey her true calling. Every moment in her bonds a thrilling challenge. She felt the heat building. The erotic frustration was all consuming. Her body ached for release. A guilty pleasure she reveled in. She was a willing captive to her desires. The control exhilarating. Her senses heightened by denial. She was deep in her desires. The hope of sweet liberation kept her going. This was her perfect torment. Each breath a sigh of surrender. She embraced the denial. A universe of sensual delight awaited her. The climax of her desires was almost within reach.