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I’m going to keep playing with you until my fingers are the only thing you are thinking about. Every motion, every sound and every desire – all starts and ends with these fingers pressing to that soft, slender slope.

It’s not about thinking how that tight little pussy might feel wrapped around other parts of me. It’s not about me getting turned on by your sounds and movements. It is solely about what these penetrations are making you feel. Every little bit of contact, whether a soft stroke, a slap or a thrust within, is designed to keep you anticipating the next motion. I’ll explore your body, letting you explore your desires.

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Do you write professionally. as in for a living? Hope you dont mind me asking this! Also are you going to be posting more frequently because of the lockdowns happening?

I would love if my writing were a professional gig, however at the moment it is simply as a hobby (though my Patreon certainly does help keep things afloat for the website cost etc). I simply love the exploration of eroticism. I will definitely be continuing to post, helping keep people occupied during this time with their fantasies and desires, something that can never be taken away. I do hold a position in which I supervise a number of people, therefore I am still very active in my profession, so cannot post on a daily basis. I will certainly be posting more content at every available moment though – expect another to be coming tomorrow.

I will make you watch yourself. I want you to see everything – every expression – that I see when I am exploring your every little sensitivity. The little motion of your lips when I slide my finger along your clitoris, the little crinkle between your eyebrows as it slips inside, how your mouth parts as I thrust it back and forth. I want you to see what I see if only to catch a glimpse into why I savour every little detail.

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Do you plan on making more audios in the future?

Absolutely – the major audio post being worked on is an updated version of ‘The Torment of Denial’ audio. In the meantime however, I am going to post an audio tease which is a shorter one than normal – perfect for those who are not used to teasing and edging themselves – basically one that is more around the 15 minute mark as opposed to the 30-40 minutes like usual. I enjoy making them far too much to stop creating audios.

I found your twitter and am sorry your Tumblr got deleted. I liked your stories a lot. Especially the one where a girl was denied to orgasm or make a sound while another girl tired to make her sigh while a man watched them both. If she made a sound she’d have another mouth of chastity and you could see the agony of keeping quiet. If she remained silent she would be awarded an orgasm. I loved that one

I’m currently uploading all of the posts that used to be on tumblr (not certain which one that was, but I’m slowly getting through every post one by one). Plenty more to come, and I’ll make another original story in that same scenario too!

Hey, great videos! Will there be more with brush stimulation? I really enjoy the clit tickling with the brushes.

Thank you. I do intend to create a brush teasing video as soon as possible. I’ve been planning on some brush based tease and denial stories for a while, so this is certainly on the agenda (there will be a large section in a future novel length story which focuses specifically on some very cruel paintbrush teasing).

There is nothing better than seeing, hearing and feeling someone’s pleasure as they bask in their desires. To be able to elicit such erotic responses, commanding them in such simple ways.

It’s not just about what is being done to that single part of your body. It’s the thought of someone else delighting in what it does to you entirely, taking such pleasure in your own reactions.

“Don’t you dare look away! I want you to keep your eyes pinned on yourself no matter how intense it gets. Watch yourself come.”

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Submitting to Your Desires

Every tender curve of your skin, the smoothness of your delicate body, the sweet softness of your sex, the way you moan with every surge of pleasure and cry out to the delicacy of every orgasm. It is as if every aspect of your sexuality threatens to consume you, the unyielding need to have your fantasies completely explored.

When you explore yourself alone, you stop yourself when it gets that bit too intense; as you slide your arms out and arch your back, you fantasise about what is to come, the thrill of allowing somebody else to push you further. The desire courses through you as you feel your wrists press together, waiting to be restrained, waiting to let the building passion inside you be released. There is a sense of freedom in allowing yourself to embrace new realms of stimulation. With every touch that feels too intense to bear and every orgasm that leaves you trembling in agonised ecstasy, there will be no way to stop anything… free to lose yourself in bliss.

You want to feel those hands being held back, feeling helpless – to have your sex explored beyond your limits and be pushed into heights of pleasure past your endurance. The thoughts alone seem to impact every inch of skin, your imagination echoing along your body, the trail of fingertips tracing along your chest and down your cleavage, across your breasts, slowly down between your thighs. The fingertips give way to palms caressing you, the palms give way to lips pressing to you, and the lips give way to a tongue tantalising you. Something within you seems to melt – anticipation has such a devastating effect.

Every morsel of you burns with a deep desire, the quickening beat of your heart and the intensifying pulse between your thighs. Your imagination is trapped within the writhing prison of your body. While your mind races with lust, a sense of weightlessness drifts over your skin, so beautifully designed to submit to the most intense of pleasures. You are free to give in to the experiences your mind craves.

Submit to your desires.

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At the mercy of their patient hands, she must not say a single word. She had passed all of the previous tests and trials, though this final one was always going to test her resolve the most in a completely different way.

There is always the possibility of being apprehended. Therefore, as a female warrior, they had to make sure she was completely prepared for whatever she might encounter in future. While she could defend herself in countless ways, there was always the fact that, as a woman, her enemies may choose to focus their attention on her femininity to take advantage of the devastating responsiveness of her sexuality. To make sure that she was prepared for this, the final test called for her to prove her ability not to give in to the demands of her body, and to control her responses.

She hadn’t been told how long the ordeal would last; it seemed as if their cruelly precise fingertips and palms became slower as time progressed, yet all she can do is try her hardest to stifle her agonising desire to give in, to cry out for more.

Slow everything down. Capture every sensation. Savour every moment.

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Dominating you with words alone – a phone call that makes hours feel like minutes.

The familiarity of your own touch with the commanding presence of another person sets you on fire. You slide your fingertips along your body, imagining they were his, listening to every word, every order, as if he were in the room with you. With that presence, you will push yourself more than you ever could alone. You masturbate to his voice, stopping and starting whenever told, wanting him to hear the longing, the need and the desperation in your voice, wanting to turn him on just as much with every moan and whimper, waiting for him to say the word… ‘Come!’

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On Display

“Please! Please! I’m begging you!!”

Depending on what time you arrived, that plea could either have been a desperate cry for anyone to let her come or a tortured scream for the orgasms to cease.