Test subject: 03

Following the administration of substance S-zero to test subject 03, the subject has proven to be incredibly efficient at delivering the sexual spectacle we had hoped for. Our research analyst, who had previously worked with the subject, was very willing to test his abilities, though perhaps did not expect quite how potent S-zero would be. 

1 hour 13 minutes have passed, and there has been no pause nor cause for a refractory period. His stamina has reached record levels, with only 2 orgasms so far. Both moments of climax have produced the desired effect from S-zero, with ejaculate consisting solely of lubricating fluid. The speed and force of penetration did not decrease at all at any point around the moments of climax, with the test subject maintaining a dominant demeanour throughout.

Overall, it appears that test subject 03 has become a sexual being beyond previous natural human capabilities. Substance S-zero has successfully halted the possibility of impregnation while allowing for maximal penetration for as long as the subject desires, or until S-zero wears off. The research analyst had stated that the duration is typically 2 hours.

After 50 minutes, she had begun begging that the subject stop forcing her to climax, or to at least slow down following post-orgasmic sensitivity. He has not complied at all, seeming to even speed up his thrusts, indicating that our work to instil an intense desire for female pleasure as opposed to his own has been fruitful. This researcher believes that the subject is ready to be tested with members outside of the research team.

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How such innocent games like hide and seek can be rendered into such erotic affairs. The deal was that if she evaded him for two full minutes, she would be allowed to come as often as she’d like over the next two weeks. If he found her within the time, he’d force her to come as much as he wanted to before she’d be placed in denial for the next two weeks. It was her indecision on what sounded most attractive at the time that cost her, not giving herself enough time to find a good hiding place…

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Halloween Dreams: Tiffany

In the comfort of her fantasies, Tiffany often took solace in her darkest desires, particularly when it came to pleasuring herself occasionally to thoughts of being ravaged by otherworldly creatures as part of some cruel erotic experiment. The prospect of being so helpless against a being that wanted solely to pleasure her mercilessly was a fantasy she never told anyone about.

The Dream Teaser, however, glided freely into her deepest fantasies, plucking from the depths and laying the scenario out bare for her once she was trapped within her waking dream.

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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.

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“I’ll just get seated opposite you, lube in hand. Such a delightful sight. Let me know if there’s anything else you need.

“Yes. That’s right. I’ve tied you just as you requested, ensuring that you can’t move away from that dildo thrusting back and forth into you.

“I completed the programming to have one cent donated by the viewers to be worth one thrust.

“Oh! You wanted it to be one dollar for each thrust? Well, it’s a little late now, and it’s also going to be far more fun watching you be forced to orgasm more than you had expected tonight.

“Good girl. Whimper more for the viewers. Cry out more for them to show mercy and to stop making you come. It’ll keep the coins rolling in.”

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More and More

I want my mouth to be all that you can think about. The impression my tongue can make, to leave you enamoured of its ability to keep you quivering. The eroticism of how I can bring about so many sensations from such a small part of you, how such tiny actions can leave you breathless.

While my commanding lips entangle with your own most tender ones, communicating eroticism with such relentless desire, the intent always remains. I always want to be certain that the next time you see me, the next time you hear me, all you’ll be thinking about is my head nestled between your thighs.

My head between your thighs, lips pressing tighter, and fingers working you faster as you get closer and closer. What turns you on most isn’t simply knowing how much I want to make you come. It’s knowing that when you do come, I won’t stop. You can try and move away, but all that will do is draw me closer to keep you held tighter. I love when the excitement turns to disbelief – feeling like you can’t possibly come any more, yet knowing that I won’t stop until you do.

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It Seemed Easy

It seemed easy enough. Just don’t ask them to make her come.

She had built the night up in her mind for many weeks before the event. The prospect of being able to play with so many couples and acquaintances whom she trusted had kept her up on many nights, playing with herself at the fantasies of exactly how they’d fuck her and how she’d be used on the night.

She’d been to the swingers nights many times before and made numerous friends. They all enjoyed just how sensitive she was and learned enough about her over the months to know it was better to take their time with her, as she became so incredibly sensitive after her initial orgasm. As often as she’d voiced her desire to experience multiple orgasms when she was in the moment, it always became too much to handle.

As the night commenced, she loved that everyone there was a familiar face. There were no awkward introductions or the necessity to feel people out and get to know them more. She was able to let her guard down instantly and simply focus on the sexual exploration in store.

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We need the build up. We need the teasing. When pressing the Hitachi wand firmly against you and not moving it away, all of this will have been necessary.

The slow, steady teasing and pulling it away before you can truly get used to the vibrations. This is what helps keep you guessing what it’ll feel like when I truly focus on that one little sensitive place. All of this build-up helps ensure that when the vibrations are drilling through you, it feels far more intense than you anticipated. It’s all to make sure that the contrast between the soft start and the powerful ending takes your breath away.

By the time your hips are thrusting and swaying, I want to make sure that you couldn’t have imagined a level of pleasure so intense that you’d almost feel the need to escape from it.

After all, I’d never want you to think that I’m taking it easy on you.

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By now I’m sure you know that it’s about me showing you what every part of me can do to you.

By now, you know that I want you weeping in ecstasy.

This is why I wanted you to tell me when you couldn’t come any more from my cock. When you felt like you’d handled all of the orgasms you could take. I wanted to show you that my lips around your clitoris once again would rekindle that fire.

Now, as you come once again, I’ll have to keep going just to punish you for lying. To punish you for telling me that there was no more left.

This is exactly why I’m so patient, why I hold myself back. When I come… when you finish me off however you want to… it’s not just because I’m bursting with need. My orgasm happens because we’ve reached that point when you absolutely can’t handle any more. And not a moment before.

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I want that intensity you felt, that sensation of being pushed to your limits, to be a foreshadowing of what you’d feel when I’m now buried inside you.

Surely you didn’t think I’d let your clitoris receive any rest, did you?

You know you deserve to be punished with ecstasy. Punishing you for how hard you make me throb while inside your body. Punishing you for how your moans and squeals make light up my fantasies. Punishing you for making me want to come so badly yet never wanting this situation to stop. Like a battle between our bodies, between how much pleasure you can take and how much I can give.

All the while, I see that look in your eyes that tells me everything I need to know.

‘More!’

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