You will stay on the edge, trembling, yearning, because that is where true worship lies. Feel that ache, that burning need. Itβs beautiful, isnβt it? The way your body responds to me, the way your mind bends to my will. But donβt you dare cross that line. Not yet. Hold it there, savor the tension. Each denied release is a offering to me, a testament to your obedience.