"When you are pulling against the restraints… when your back is arched and your hips are writhing… when your mouth is open in a silent scream of tortured rapture… you will know that my work has begun."
So close, yet so far away.
You both struggle to keep that orgasm at bay, feeling it pumping through you as if trying to force its way through your bodies. You keep changing the pace, speeding up, slowing down and changing rhythm, always to keep the other on the edge as much as you can, while making sure neither of you goes over.
It gets harder and harder to think about the other, all your attention seems focused on your own body, concentrating so desperately on keeping yourself on the brink of climax.
This is the most beautiful agony you have ever felt together, even as it keeps getting more unbearably wet and tense, you want to make it last until there is no more willpower left.
Lying there, feeling the burning need of your hot, twitching pussy, wondering what it will feel next; suddenly the deep penetration of that cold, unyielding glass dildo steals your breath away.
I remember when we were out in public, and you whispered to me in that sultry little voice of yours, “If I wanted you to give me 25 orgasms right now, what would you do?” I didn’t answer, I just looked at you, and I know that even now, you haven’t forgotten that wicked, devilish smile and intense look I gave you.
It didn’t take long for me to get the chance to show you just what I would do, the chance to get you alone here, to tape you up in just the way that makes you tingle inside.
How did it feel to have that first orgasm denied? To think you were going to feel the first of 25 orgasms in an instant hit you hard, only to feel the vibrator pull away. However it felt, I could certainly hear the anguish in every moan for me to give it to you, pleading with me to stop teasing you once I had done it a further 10 times. After denying you of 25 orgasms in succession, it was clear that you never expected to be put in this kind of state, in such desperate need for the orgasms you had whispered for. I was consistent; not only did I deny every single orgasm right at the final moment, but I also made you beg for it after every single one.
Now I am going to use this vibrator on its highest setting and not move it away from you. I am going to make you come 25 times in a row, just like how you wanted. The thing is, I’m not going to give you any rest. This vibrator isn’t going to move away from your pussy for a second.
Now… this blindfold can stay on, just so you can focus even more on these powerful vibrations, concentrating on that delicate little part of your body. Every single time you tell me that it is too intense, that you want me to stop, I am going to remind you that you begged me for every single one.
Yes, I can hear you… but you begged me to give them to you, remember? Every. Single. Orgasm.
The Passage of Pleasure is a rather intense and difficult challenge. An instructional tease featuring lots of edging and denial. To fail (climaxing before the game allows it) means having to endure either abstaining from orgasm for 5 days or giving yourself 3 ruined orgasms. Nonnyanonymous uploaded her ruined orgasms. Thank you very much, hopefully next time you’ll be able to complete it without needing to be punished once again.
“Always look forward to your posts…I especially love the possibility of watching you edge/deny by teasing her with your cock… Her writhing as you slowly enter her, teasing her clit with every thrust, finding her sweet spot within to drive her crazy but never enough to make her cum… and teasing yourself at the same time, whispering how close you are & how hard it is to resist the snug pull of her pussy… Her labia swollen and plump, throbbing around your achy cock… to the point where it’s not clear who’s teasing who… Both of you making whimpering sounds with each slow thrust… Excruciating pleasure right on the edge, her wet softness meeting your rock hard silky smooth cock…The whimpers turning to loud cries for both of you… “Oh god…Please…” So hot…the friction inescapable but never enough… desperate cries growing louder still…“OHHH…OH GOD!”…(I’m getting so hot thinking about it)…
Perhaps you made a bet to see who could last the longest, or perhaps one of you had accidentally taken something that made you or her or both incapable of orgasming, or perhaps you were being controlled by a third party, someone directing you both…Warning you not to com or else…Mmm…Would love to read something like that. Side note-do you ever allow a third party to watch and/or “assist” with sessions if everyone is into it? ”
There was something coming along those lines, but not I think I’ll have to work on many more posts focusing on such scenarios (A game I played with someone once was ‘whoever orgasms first loses’ with the loser having to go a week without coming again – hadn’t really thought of writing a story based on it, but now I will). Also I am a big fan of voyeurism and have indeed had another person watching while doing a session (was a couple and the male partner watched). I haven’t had anybody assist in an actual session (there was something that came close to that in a swingers club once which I’ll write about in future), though it is certainly something I’d enjoy if the opportunity ever arose.
It is early… she is still standing.
Very few people venture to this part of the island, not knowing of its beauty or its people. The all-female congregation here rarely get lucky enough to happen upon a lone female, but now that they have, they won’t let her leave until every woman in the village has had their taste of her tenderness.
They take their time to each lick and suck that delicate pussy. It will be nightfall once they have all had their turn, and then the girl will wake up back in her resort, as if it were a dream.
As of today, it seems that the Tumblr blog ( http://pleasuretorture.tumblr.com/ ) has been officially terminated by Tumblr. I’ve put in a request to try and get it back. The page was mostly just used to post updates for new content here, but it was still nice to be able to keep easy contact with people who wanted to message just through Tumblr, which is why I want to try and keep some form of connection on Tumblr still.
In the meantime I have created a new sfw blog which will only have text based posts to avoid the wraith of Tumblr, so follow me here to keep updated and for easy direct messaging: https://pleasuretorture2.tumblr.com/
Of course, this is the main hub, where all of the deleted Tumblr posts will be re-uploaded (re-edited to look much better as well).
If any of you could please post this or even details of this on your Tumblr page (or wherever possible) I would be grateful, just to keep people informed of what’s going on and where to find the content now. Thank you.
Do the sessions involve mutual pleasure/nudity? And also, do you ever have women request for a session who are shy and a bit nervous?
Honestly it depends on what the person wants from the session. Some people have wanted just the focus on themselves, with no further sexual interaction, which is absolutely fine; the priority is always their own enjoyment from the session itself. The whole point of this is always to allow someone to indulge in their desires without them feeling the need to reciprocate or involve anything else – I simply love allowing others to explore their fantasies. This is why I always like to have a conversation before the session (whether it’s a while before, or even just having a conversation over a coffee just before the session) about what the person wants from it overall. What they are comfortable with and what they want the focus on.
Others very much want a little more mutual involvement… that’s where it could be involving sex itself (perhaps one day I’ll be able to involve a video showing how I like to involve teasing, edging and forced orgasms through penetration etc.), simply a little voyeurism or being able to have a little revenge.
I often have requested sessions from women who have been a little shy and nervous about it… the majority of times actually. Due to my emphasis on safety, security, privacy and the more gentle side of bondage and pleasure, the sessions attract those who are newer to it all and haven’t been sure where to act out their fantasies with someone safely. I take great pride in the fact that I get to interact with people like this because it lets them experience something they may not have ever pursued. On a side note, I had a request to create a short story about a shy girl who becomes involved in teasing and edging with someone, this is something that I still need to complete, but it is certainly in the works.
Sorry to be this blunt, but how I’d love for you to be in my bedroom forcing me to go beyond what I believe to be my limits. Not exactly a question, but compliments can be made as well.
I’d also like to be blunt and say that I’d love to be in your bedroom making you come until you are screaming for me to stop, that you can’t take it anymore. Only for me to then tell you that I’m only just getting started. Perhaps it is something that could be planned one day – Organising sessions, whether in person or online, can be done though the contact section here: https://pleasuretorture.com/contact/
To be forced to orgasm beyond her limits, a concept that she could not have comprehended, would become a reality, yet when she laid eyes on the website listing the services available, she wanted to jump into the experience with both feet.
Now she realised how naïve she had been not to tread cautiously, having envisioned simply a night of erotic stimulation and the constant stream of orgasms, the reality had surfaced; she was being engulfed in pleasure so intense it was torturing her beyond comprehension.
Unending and unwavering, trapped in a prison of ecstasy.
As expected, once she arrived at the hotel room she had chosen to carry out the session in, she was stripped and restrained instantly. Even as the ball gag was put in place to stop her screams from resounding throughout the hotel, all she could think about was the orgasms in store. It was only when the vibrator was strapped to her that she realised this could be more intense than expected; the way it clasped so tightly to her already wet pussy made her tingle at the thought of not being able to escape the vibrations.
As she had requested, the man who tied her did not interact with her. He simply made sure she was secured and helpless to stop the vibrator from working her body relentlessly. It was only after the first orgasm hit her hard and suddenly that she realised just how much of an effect having such unyielding vibrations against her post-orgasmic clitoris truly would be. Having thought that the sensations would rise and fall again and again, this was a shock; to feel the vibrations drill through her clitoris was too much to handle. Each climax afterwards seemed to hit harder than the last, no matter how much she tried to scream out and pull on the restraints, nothing would give in. Orgasm after orgasm torn from her body without mercy, this was what it was to truly be forced to orgasm.
This was the joyous torment that she had long fantasised about, never expecting it to become a reality, yet if she knew it would feel like this, never would she have selected the service to last for a full hour.
