A fresh mental and emotional encounter

I had a different experience last night. I haven’t worn the cage recently, but today marks three weeks of orgasm denial. We’ve been very sexual almost every evening during this period, so I’m getting somewhat accustomed to not cumming and don’t really expect it will happen, although my sensitivity and horniness remain high. But last night, after more than an hour of her teasing me with her hand, then using her mouth, followed by doggy style where she was on top while we lay next to each other. I was resting, she was recovering from what must have been her fifth or sixth orgasm. I remained rock hard and climbed over her, but it felt different. I felt like I was riding her. Even though I was penetrating, she seemed to enjoy it more; I did most of the work, and my power / permission to release depended entirely on her. Perhaps for the first time in all my denial streaks and teasing play, I truly felt subservient, dependent, and riding her. I swear even if we had reversed roles—with her penetrating me—I still would have slammed down onto her, eager to put in the effort to please her and seize whatever pleasure I could get from it without leading to an orgasm. I moaned and pouted. Rolled off after she had two more orgasms; I doubt I could’ve lasted much longer without having a spill. She probably sensed something was different too, though there’s no way for her to know exactly what I was feeling inside. It was a subtle shift, but in that moment, the roles truly seemed reversed. Does that make any sense to anyone? You all have likely felt submissive and willing to please before, but in that instant, I felt like a bit[h in heat riding her. Ugh.