"When you are pulling against the restraints… when your back is arched and your hips are writhing… when your mouth is open in a silent scream of tortured rapture… you will know that my work has begun."
It’s all about the anticipation – knowing why you are there, knowing what is to come. What adds to the intensity is realising that it is all merely the beginning. The agonising need, the craving as every inch of you burns for more… it is simply to whet the appetite. Every time it stops, each moment that is taken away, soon you’ll be screaming out for those brief seconds of respite.
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Writhe, struggle, tense every muscle, it all makes no difference. I will still show no mercy. How does it feel knowing that I can feel every sensation that you experience? How does it feel knowing that I am in control of every touch?
You feel like a puppet on strings as I once again control your fingers to work faster, feeling your body draw to the very edge of an orgasm before I make those fingers slow down, keeping you constantly held on the brink, riding it out repeatedly and so cruelly.
In your mind, you continue to beg me over and over, pleading with me to stop torturing you with denial, yet still, I simply reply with erotic whispers trailing through your consciousness. I once again tell you that I had always wanted to experience the intensity of the sensations a girl must feel when she gets close; now that I have taken control of your body for the night, to share it and feel your pleasure, I will make the most of it, I will push you beyond anything any human has ever experienced before. You aren’t the first girl I have taken control of and teased for the night. For her to wake up and think it was a dream. Though you will certainly suffer so much more than any of the others have.
My last whispers in your mind make you wish you could wake up…
“If this is what it feels like to keep this body on the edge of orgasm for two hours, I look forward to feeling what it is like after ten more of them”.
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“Tell us, where is she? We have the still images that were taken with you and Faith yesterday night.”
“I hope you enjoyed the broadcast.”
“You’re going to go away for a long time if you don’t cooperate. We’ve spent years working to take down your operation. Now, where is Faith?”
“But just look at that image, darling, you can see that I wasn’t doing anything to her that she didn’t truly crave. I bet that when she infiltrated our lab, she was just praying that she’d be captured and taken by us. Just look at her face and tell me that this isn’t the expression of someone who is having every desire fulfilled.”
“Stop it! That drug you gave her-”
“Oh, darling! It’s far too wonderful a creation to simply refer to it as a drug. Late-X is one of our most brilliant concoctions. She put up a little struggle, of course, when we slipped the latex suit on her, but doesn’t she look wonderful in it? Her gorgeous curves are so on display for you. Fuck – I just want to go back and make her scream all over ag-”
“Enough! What is the drug you gave her?”
“Don’t interrupt me, and I’ll tell you. So anyhow, when we slipped that enticing latex suit on her, she soon realised that our much-coveted aphrodisiac was laced within. She squirmed and writhed as we restrained her. She tried her best to maintain her composure once I brought out the vial of Late-X. We started the timer the moment I applied a drop of it to her clitoris, though she couldn’t understand the effects yet. She struggled to focus on anything other than the desperate need coursing through her body. You can see the delight on my face as I started using the toys on her.”
“So Late-X is another aphrodisiac?”
“Oh, not at all. There was enough aphrodisiac in her outfit to keep her writhing and begging for attention for days. No – the effects of Late-X were apparent to her once I slid that dildo inside her and pressed the vibrator right on her pulsating little clit. With how desperate to climax she already was, she should have come right at the second the vibrator pressed against that hypersensitive little jewel. Just look at how her cute little clit is so eager for attention.”
“Get to the point!”
“Demanding, aren’t you? Well, she tried her best to compose herself. You should be proud of her. Every other test subject only lasted a few seconds before they started screaming for their orgasm. She lasted an entire two minutes. The timer was set for ten minutes. Though once she realised what was happening, she let it all out. Pleading and begging non-stop… you see, Late-X keeps the victim unable to orgasm until the effect wears off, yet every sensation of pleasure is amplified. We have managed to measure the exact quantities needed for specific time frames – which is how we are able to count down the orgasm to the exact second. Impressive, isn’t it?”
“You’re sick. I’ll make sure that we bring your entire organization crumbling down. You-”
“Oh, darling, don’t be so dramatic. Look at her expression – utter bliss. If only you could have heard how much she cried out for me to let her come. Her pussy just would not stop constantly dripping. I must admit, I almost felt sorry for her. Just that short time must have been hell; she wouldn’t stop screaming for me to show some mercy and let her come. She knew she was being watched, broadcast to so many eager eyes, she just couldn’t contain herself as you can clearly see- don’t you want to watch more of the footage?”
“…and once the timer hit zero?”
“She got what she craved. Though all the orgasms that had been halted over the course of that ten minutes, all of those peaks of ecstasy that were halted while I tormented her pussy, all were released in succession. Can you imagine the sounds, the shrieks of someone having orgasm after orgasm torn from them in succession? How she thrashed in the restraints, needing to escape the onslaught of pleasure that was torturing her. I can assure you, I was relentless.”
“You’ll pay for this!”
“Oh, it didn’t stop there… I just had to do it again and again. Ten minutes every time. I think the worst part for her was knowing exactly what was going to happen but unable to do anything to stop it.”
“Enough! Where is she now? What did you do with her once you were done?”
“Done with her? I don’t think you understand. You may have captured me last night, but in all the time you have had me here, you should have been looking for her. Since I had my fun last night, we haven’t stopped since.”
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“That’s it, good girl. I know you haven’t come in over a week, but your master made it clear that if you moan or make any sound from my touch, you’ll have to wait another week before you have another chance for that sweet release. I could do this to you all day. Isn’t it so hot to have him watch you while I do whatever I want to you? You are doing very well to keep quiet.”
“Well, you made it. Very well done. Still, you aren’t going to get off that easily. You have to hold back your orgasm for another 10 minutes. Otherwise, if your master sees you coming, you will spend the next three weeks being teased by me without any orgasm. I really want the chance to see you suffer like that, so I’m not going to go easy on you now. Come for me and your master, and embrace your punishment. I know you can’t take any more.”
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Even when it is just the slightest morsel of fabric protecting your delicate sex, once it is removed, it feels like a new world of unbearably pleasurable stimulation. Once the vibrator buzzes against your now fully exposed, hyper-sensitive pussy, you feel a new dimension of defencelessness has been granted.
Continue readingSir, I find it difficult to pleasure myself through fingering, trying to find my g spot. This may be because I have short fingers and find it hard to fit them inside my self. Do you have any tips or experience in this?
There are some toys that can be found designed just for this. The affiliate Lelo site (found here) has some g-spot vibrators (there is a category just for them). I hope this helps!
I’d swear there used to be a passage of pleasure audio, but I can’t find it anywhere on your site. Am I just misremembering it?
There certainly was a Passage of Pleasure Audio/Video version. Due to some copyright issues due to the video/gif footage used, it was removed when it was originally posted. It is going to be recreated, so it’s something to look out for in the near future!
As always, look out for plenty more erotic content to keep your mind occupied in the sensual space during these unusual current events.
I love the way your fingers clench when you get just a little too sensitive, when it gets a little too much to take.
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(A message from a previous session)
Well, I am one satisfied kitty. I just spent a lovely weekend with the charming pleasuretorture. It started with a nice chat in Starbucks, then a nice, slow introduction in the hotel room; massages without/with oils, teasing with feathers and paintbrushes, etc, etc. After he’d been very cruel in drawing out the frustratingly light touches, he tormented me with a lavish collection of toys while I was bound tightly to the bed by all four limbs. Various vibrators, a glass dildo (which he was very cruel with), Hitachi wands, etc. He’d bring me to the edge but never, ever enough to feel the slightest satisfaction or relief, constantly trapped in that tormenting, never ending pleasure. He was especially fond of teasing my entrance very, very slightly until I was squirming and pleading, until eventually fucking me hard with the glass one. I swear, I’d never moaned like that in my life! There was even a nice shared shower which followed an incredibly intense orgasm. We were surprised, apparently I’d been teased a lot longer than he normally would, so I was incredibly over sensitive – the chances of me cumming at all were very slim. But, I managed it! Yay me!!
After this (once we’d recovered of course), we had a nice roleplay session. I was a school girl who was in trouble for forgetting her kit for gym. So, I had to sit at my desk, in my underwear, and write lines while my teacher stood behind me, leaning down to whisper in my ear and touch down my back… well, I think we all know where this went. I was a bad girl who needed punishing. And boy howdy did I receive a punishing. I came again (whee!).
I also enjoyed the little photoshoot we had before we sadly had to leave the hotel.
All in all, a very enjoyable, intense and pretty darn awesome experience – one which I hope to have again very soon. 🙂
This is the new art exhibit which has stirred up a lot of attention for the gallery. Patrons can only watch this art installation from behind a one-way mirror while she sits restrained on the other side. There is much to admire about this astounding display of female pleasure, though the sense of interactivity also generates much delight for the visitors. The instillation – entitled ‘Voir Les Anges’ – allows patrons to not only freely observe the artistry of female pleasure but also contribute, using a switch that controls the intensity of the vibrator that constantly stimulates her.
This truly innovative piece not only captures the raw sensuality of femininity but also explores the desires of those that observe it, exploring our nature to grant as well as deny pleasure. Restrained within the soundproofed room, this exhibit remains at the whim and mercy of human desire.
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Wracked with the ever-intoxicating cocktail of nervousness and excitement, she was shaking as they shackled her wrists and ankles, leaving her hanging in the restraints, spread and completely at the mercy of the facility. She had an idea of what kind of cruel delights they may have had in store for her, yet the anticipation of what was to come, even though she knew how pleasurable it should be, was still overwhelming.
The facility had quite the reputation for bringing girls to their limits of sexual endurance, which is why there was not only always a surge in demand for whatever new product they were unveiling but also a surge in requests to be involved in the testing process.
It was clear that this new applicant was very nervous and somewhat apprehensive, yet the moment when the lead research analyst began smearing the latest chemical product over her, those shivers of nerves gave way to shivers of pure physical arousal. The lotion had been made to bring about the highest levels of female sexual arousal from merely making contact with the skin; they made sure to test it most thoroughly on this gorgeous guinea pig, smearing it all over her from neck to toe. It took less than 30 seconds before the girl was breathing heavily and moaning with the need for more stimulation, yet the researcher continued to apply it.
Even without any sexual stimulation, with only the faintest touches and strokes from having the oil applied, the girl’s heart was thumping as her body continued to burn more and more with need: somehow, her pussy was twitching and convulsing even though they had barely just started. With every second, the heat within her rose until, finally, the application of the oil stopped. The unbearable need did not die down. The oil caused the sensations to continuously intensify even as the analyst left the girl, hanging restrained and stewing in her maddening arousal. Only when the rest of them circled her did she realise that the application of the oil was merely the beginning of her teasing torment.
The research had been scheduled to last the duration of the day.
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