She hadn’t expected to be so desperate so soon. She hadn’t expected every ounce of her being to have been reduced to a single moment, a single morsel of her body clinging to a prayer for release.
She had spent the entire day being teased and tormented, kept on the brink without any hope for orgasmic release. That’s what made it worse… hope. The hope that in the evening, there would be a chance for release. A hope that all of the begging and pleading would amount to some small display of mercy. Even during the evening before the new session began, thinking back on the earlier events had ensured that the relief of an orgasm populated her mind.
The thoughts of being edged by that cruel tongue while the restraints held her helplessly in place were replaced by thoughts of how it would feel to climax in that state of utter submission. Feeling those hands running so delicately up and down her body, as if savouring every inch of her, kept her wanting to be trapped in that state. Trapped with that mouth and those fingers devastating her endlessly.
She hadn’t counted on the restraints being tighter, on the fingertips and brushes feeling even softer, on that relentless tongue exploring even more attentively.
Being made to writhe and grind against every touch and every motion, the realisation begins… that there isn’t any relief in sight. Knowing she’s going to be watched, to be seen at her most intimate, most primal state of need, and knowing that the viewers want to see her suffer as much as possible. She shivers, knowing how much joy you take in seeing her cry out in frustration, knowing that if you have your way, she’ll be denied for days and days.
What makes it so much worse, and so utterly arousing, is that she knows that you know exactly how it feels.
You know how deep that need resides, how much it consumes you and threatens to burst forth at any second. You know how much the flame of need burns, how it turns into an inferno. How unbearable it is, and how you couldn’t withstand it. So, instead, you watch her torment and take pleasure in every second of cruelty. You can at least have your release while you watch.
She squirms and shivers, knowing that you can watch her be denied while you can give yourself the ecstasy and release that she yearns for. If only those fingertips would show just a little mercy.
You can make her suffer more.
She knows many more will soon see the torment and the denial. Yet, there’s so much that she needs to endure. It arouses her unbearably knowing so many can see her desperation. With every deliberate touch, with every moment of denial, her need grows.
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Image source from: Deliberation: Denial (coming soon and viewable on SubscribeStar), and Deliberation (exclusively on Sssh.com and SubscribeStar).