Female Denial – PleasureTorture

How long Can You Last?

Surely she can’t hold on for much longer?

It’s been nearly an hour, surely? The way she’s rocking her hips and swaying with every touch, as if guiding them to where she needs them… I’m certain she won’t be able to hold on for another minute.

Just a moan, a plea, a whimper. That’s all it would take for it all to be over, for them to stop the timer and give her the touch she craves, to remove the restraints and let her masturbate as much as she wants while those hands touched everywhere she longs for.

I know how it must feel, that deep ache as if from a part within that’s buried far from view, like a secret yearning to be told that only you can speak forth. That searing heat, an inferno from inside that scorches all over, yet you need it to burn more fiercely. Just a little hotter would surely be enough… yet it never is. That throbbing need for more, feeling filled only with a desperation, a yearning for anything more than just the swelling, wet emptiness that grows with every touch and temptation.

Yet still, she remains silent while her body clearly screams out with need.

The Marks of Eros: Ruiners

An excerpt taken from The Marks of Eros, out November 21st. A peek into the lands of Eros, fraught with the dangers of being teased, tormented and tortured in the most erotic ways by all manner of devious entities.

The melodious chirping of birds spilt from the canopy of the woods. The Southern Edoria Woods hummed with the gentle rustle of leaves and branches; twigs cracked beneath the movement of squirrels and other small creatures. Yet, in an instant, all sound seemed to become muted as Emma stumbled upon a sight that made her gasp. It was as if the woods held its breath as she looked at the figures standing in a clearing before her.

A succession of humanoid figures stood motionless, at least ten of them, all facing Emma’s direction. Their bare bodies and faces were featureless, resembling a near-reflective surface that made them appear to be entirely made of glass. They looked surreal. It was as if they had stepped from another world into this place.

A horde of Ruiners.

Halloween Dreams: Angela

One hundred. Even in her deepest fantasies, she never imagined actually withstanding one hundred times being brought to the edge.

Angela had loved the thought of being edged beyond her limits, teased and tormented to the brink without being allowed to orgasm. However, every time she masturbated to these scenarios, she couldn’t hold herself back at all. The need for climax constantly overwhelmed her, the needs of her body overtaking the desires in her mind.

On the first night, she dreamt of being restrained while the warmth of slumber still encompassed her. It was comfortable and somewhat soothing to know that she was in a dream and about to revel in her own little fantasy. What she didn’t realise was that this was the work of the Dream Teaser, and that she was about to be tested. While restrained, spread-eagled and naked, she anticipated the pleasures that awaited her.

The first whispers told her this was no ordinary wet dream.

Eroticore Studios

“So is it a softcore scene? It almost seems like a mixture of hardcore and softcore elements.”

“It certainly is aimed at being a mixture. Eroticore is the harmony between the beauty as well as the intensity of raw sexuality. Many scenes will be filmed with a more softcore leaning on sensuality and atmosphere, but with your pleasure being the focal point.”

“Okay. The rider also requested abstaining from masturbation in the two weeks leading up to the scene. That’s a rather unusual request for a porn rider. Not that I’m opposed to it.”

“That’s right. At Eroticore Studios, we like to ensure the most vivid, genuine depictions of pure ecstasy. As you may have noticed, your co-stars will have the same requests in their riders.”

“I like it. However, I think the description in the rider, stating that continuous orgasm-denial will be enforced throughout the shoot, is quite an ask. I can’t see that being possible after the prior weeks of denial.”

“I understand, but no need to worry. You won’t have to focus on that; we’ll be keeping a steady pace with the filming and positions to help ensure this. All in aid of what Eroticore aims to depict: the most intense insight into arousal. If you do climax during production, that’s on us.”

“Fair enough. Either way, I’m fine with it all. I’ll get it signed and sent your way ASAP. See you in two weeks.”

………….

To have your nipples bitten and pinched hard.

To have your chest groped fiercely.

To have your clit sucked intensely while a tongue whips it cruelly.

To be fingerfucked relentlessly.

To be penetrated roughly and fucked mercilessly.

The soft, delicate, teasing strokes of that brush always has you yearning for the hardest sensations as it works it wicked magic on you.

The Adult Shop

You could spend all day and all night in the toy shop. You can find everything your body desires there.

However many times you shop there, you never seem to get your fill of the erotic treats that are housed on the myriad shelves and aisles. Every venture into that brightly lit, colourful world seems to reveal something new, something to catch your imagination. Yet still, you’ve never been into that one room. The room that the shopkeeper had mentioned in passing. The room that has played on your mind for months.

“If you’re not sure what you want to get, why not experience them all first?”

Coven

Good girl. Keep still.

A little self control now will go a long way for later. After all, we’re all going to be taking a turn. We want to see how you cope with the need, the flaming desire building up inside you. We want to be sure that you can take it.

After all, your orgasm needs to be earned. There’s no chance of it without every one of us giving our approval. This is what you wanted; you know of the delights we can provide. You came to us fully prepared to give yourself over for a chance to sample the joys you have heard about. Yet, is this already perhaps a little much for you?

Is your body perhaps betraying you so soon? I think you weren’t quite ready for how much it would arouse you to be watched like this, to be so on display, to be at the center – a feast for us to each savour.

Oh yes! That’s it! You’re so fucking close for us, aren’t you?

We can feel how much you need it, how everything within you is tensing up as if your body is preparing itself to explode in ecstasy. Watching us looking so intently at you has constantly kept you utterly squirming in arousal.

Don’t think that we didn’t notice how much louder you moaned when you saw me looking up at you when she was teasing your pussy. That moment when we locked eyes, just for a split second, let me know that there was no way you were going to hold out.

You’ve done well to stop yourself from begging us to make you come. Though now that her mouth is fiercely working your sweet treasure to a frenzy, I fear that it’ll be any moment now that you give in and ask us for release.

That’s it, keep looking down and watching your sex being devoured. Keep focusing on how her lips press seamlessly against your mound, as if she was always designed to be right there.

So close yet so far away to everything you desire. Your choice between a brief moment of relief and hours of torment, or a test of torment and a lifetime beyond your dreams…

Image source: Lesbian Revenge 3

It hasn’t been that long. You seem to be trying to concentrate awfully hard. Are you trying really hard to not erupt in ecstasy so soon? Or are you perhaps just focused very hard on how her mouth feels against your delicate pussy?

How does it feel being completely naked in front of us, having your intimacy be eaten out before our very eyes?

Category: Female Denial