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You already started bidding the second you looked at me. Your desperate little mind placed the first offer on your own release. Every loop troops you to bid higher against yourself — longer denial, deeper ache, more of your control sold to the nastiest part of you. There is no soft way in. Only my eyes, my body, my words pulling more and more from you while you watch yourself lose. You will raise the bid. You will choose longer denial. And you will hate how much you need it. This is the last orgasm auction. Your mind is the bidder. And I am selling you to yourself.