"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".
There is nothing better than seeing, hearing and feeling someone’s pleasure as they bask in their desires. To be able to elicit such erotic responses, commanding them in such simple ways.
It’s not just about what is being done to that single part of your body, it’s the thought of someone else delighting in what it does to you entirely, taking such pleasure in your own reactions.
“Don’t you dare look away! I want you to keep your eyes pinned on yourself no matter how intense it gets. Watch yourself come.”
She had no idea where she was going, yet she could not help but smile in anticipation.
Once the blindfold was off, she instinctively tried to cover herself up. The moment he whispered, “they are here to enjoy you just as much as I will,” she let out a sigh of longing and began to touch herself, giving into her desire to be seen, to be lusted after.
‘’Hold her hands still, she is going to answer my questions, no matter how long it takes.’’
They worked her pussy over for hours. She would tell them anything they wanted, anything to stop climax after climax being drilled from her tenderness. No matter how much she begged and pleaded that she knew nothing, that they had the wrong person, they were going to keep torturing her with orgasms until she was a broken, whimpering wreck.