Lesbian – Page 3 – PleasureTorture

As much as you might be telling me otherwise, right at this moment when the pleasure almost becomes painful, the real joy was knowing that when you let me tie you up, it meant that you knew for sure that I wasn’t going to stop.

“Just admit that you cheated on the test, and I’ll give you what you want.”

“Please… I… I didn’t… I swear…”

“It must be so hard to be kept on the edge like this, right? I can feel how much your pussy wants my fingers to stay inside, twitching all around them, trying to suck them in deeper.”

“Oh fuck… Please… Please…”

She knew the girl was telling the truth, but she was having far too much fun to stop now; her moans of denied pleasure were far too intoxicating to let go of.

Soon, the girl would be admitting to anything just to keep those fingers working her past the brink.

“See? That’s how you want her to be, with her hips constantly rocking and swaying in need for you to give her what you want. When she keeps saying that she wants you to make her beg, she really means it. No matter how much she whines and moans and squeals out that she wants to come, do not give in. She wouldn’t have asked for me to help you both with this if she truly wanted you to make her orgasm every time she asked for it.

No, just carry on watching. I know you want to fuck her bad; she’d give anything for you to slide that into her right now, but that is exactly why I’m here, you’ve got to learn to wait until she really can’t take any more, and I know fully well that she can take more teasing than this.

Right now, she is feeling like her clitoris is five times its size, with the sensation of her heartbeat seeming to radiate from her throbbing pussy. Soon you can come closer, and we’ll start to use your cock to tease her wet little entrance, but I want to play with her a little more first. I just love the way her hips try and entice me for more. Besides, we still have another two hours of the session left. You might as well get your money’s worth.”

The unbridled joy of having nothing separating your body from another’s whim to manhandle it.

“It’s not just simply about making you come. It’s about making you scream uncontrollably, about showing you that your pleasure belongs to us… If we just wanted to make you orgasm, we wouldn’t have needed to tie you up. This is about showing you just how much we can make you take. Just something like screaming, no matter how loud, will not stop us; once you understand that, you’ll realise that this is going to be a long, intense night for you.”

They’d met at the club, an instant attraction becoming a magnet for her long-neglected longings; she knew this blonde-haired woman could indulge her in the fantasies that had persisted so often in her life. The rest of the night had been a whirlwind of lights and motion, the white noise of music and drinks serving as a tunnel towards the sole goal of getting back to this woman’s house. Once there, all pretences were abandoned. This night was to be dedicated solely to the exploration of her sexuality.

The cuffs and blindfold were an unexpected treat; with her wrists and ankles restrained, she’d finally truly experience what it was to be at the mercy of another woman’s lust. Once those fingers delved deeply within her tenderness and those lips clamped around the jewel of her sex, she soon came to realise that not only did this woman understand every aspect of her femininity so well, but she would also feel the true savage desire of a woman who knew exactly how far a girl can be pushed into sexual ecstasy. No matter how much she screamed and told the blonde tormentor that it was too much, that she was too sensitive from coming, she would not relent.

The constant sucking and thrusting of those slender fingers made her overstimulated body tremble, her fingers clasping and tensing in a futile bid to claw away from the overbearing pleasure. She thought that tonight would be her little exploration, though it turned out that she herself was the one being explored most thoroughly. Those restraints made sure that she’d come to realise just how much she could be made to scream from orgasms.

Susan had explained to her colleague about her deepest desire one drunken night out. She’d forgotten all about it since then until, without warning, it happened; subjected to the whim of two women who were hungry for her screams of pleasure, wanting to take advantage of her while she was alone at work.

Her work colleague had used the female forced orgasm service before when she herself was alone in the office, fondly recalling how rough they were with her, the way they made her endure orgasms far beyond what she could handle. Even though she had expected to be dominated by the people she’d paid to force pleasure so intensely upon her, it was still a shock to have her own body in the control of other women; she knew that was exactly what Susan needed. Susan was unwittingly about to experience just how these women relished the sight of another woman submitting to their techniques. There would be nobody visiting the office again until the next morning… it would be a long night of orgasmic torture for Susan.

To feel trapped, wedged within a world of ecstasy. Whichever way you push your hips, there is no escaping it, even if you wanted to. What makes it so intense is knowing that there is no controlling it, that whatever you do or say, their lips and tongues will do all they can to crush your body beneath the pleasure.

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Rookie Cheerleader

“You know why I’m here… If you want to truly be one of us, you’ve got to know who is in charge.”

The team leader had planned to pay a visit to this rookie cheerleader’s apartment for some time. Now that she had her all to herself, she was going to take her time playing with her prey. The newcomer was certainly talented during rehearsals, though to truly test her, there was only one way to be sure that she’d be the right pick for the team.

When I have you here on your own, helpless to me, I want to make you come so hard that you don’t know whether you want it to stop or keep going. I want to devour your pretty little pussy until your back arches. I want to suck on your tender little clitoris until you are throwing your head back and screaming in pleasure. Fuck! I love the way your hips rock when I thrust my fingers into you; I just don’t ever want to stop.