The enchanting superiority of her sensual witchery

"I know that you long for me. You crave to touch me. You would do anything to feel my body close to yours, wouldn't you? But that's not going to happen. I prefer to have you like this - denied, frustrated and and hopelesly longing for me. That's much more beneficial for both of us. Also, count one stroke for each second you look on my body and twenty if I catch you looking at my breasts. So it's already thirty."

My note: I've deliberately decided the title to be a bit complicated for it all brings in more fun and magic, doesn't it?