Well, I've always preferred to be on the giving end.
Don't get me wrong, I loved to orgasm and sometimes the need gets really, really bad. But after an orgasm I've always felt kinda "empty" and also was a bit ashamed (stupid upbringing). When in denial, my anxieties dissolve, I feel sexy and my animalistic side breaks through, which is not a bad trait for a pet

God, I so fucking love being denied and frustrated down there
Thank you very much, Madam.
Oh yes. But I don't just love it, I deserve it and it's my purpose in life. As Mistress once said: That I enjoy it so much is just a bonus.
Because it was a good idea. The feeling is fantastic, right?