In these times of peace, the lord of this region had honed his methods of dominance in other ways. Having trained his mind and body to astonishing levels of control and endurance, he had become a living sex machine beyond any other parallel. At his whim, he would have his servants bring him a new girl freshly chosen to serve as his pleasure doll.

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She thought he’d have let her come by now, yet he had no intention of it. Feeling her hips sway up and down with the rhythm of his cruel tongue makes him want to push her way past her limits. He circles her clitoris for a minute; that slithering wet sensation tracing the very edges of her swollen button makes her scream and plead.

After a minute, he strokes it left and right over the tip of her throbbing clit ten times. The way she shudders every time he makes contact with it gives him more reason to never stop this torturous cycle.

On and on he goes… a minute of circling before ten whips of his patient tongue. She had prayed that he would have gotten tired by now, that he wouldn’t be able to keep it up for so long.

Now all she can do is cry out for mercy. He simply smirks… another minute coming up.

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It isn’t merely the act itself that keeps you dripping with arousal. It’s knowing that you are the centre of our attention, the focal point of our lust and desire. That is why we haven’t let you climax quite yet. We want to keep you right at the point that we enjoy most, the moment where your own attention is on the same thing as ours, your pleasure. Where your orgasm is all your mind can focus on, the inescapable need. It keeps your pussy so wet, your clitoris so sensitive, and your moans so sweet. 

I just love when you don’t know which one of us you should beg to, which one of us might say the word you crave, ‘Come’.

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