"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".
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.
Helplessly, all she could do was give in to the desires ceaselessly coursing through her body. Restrained and blindfolded, even the slightest touch from our fingertips sent a surge throughout. Never had her pleasure been so out of her own hands, to be so out of her own control.
We kept her on the edge for what felt like hours, never giving the mercy she pleaded for. Relentlessly tortured, as however much she screamed in pleasure, it was never enough to satisfy our desires.
As the wand pulled away, she begged for more until the moment that pulsing vibration settled between her legs once again, taking her breath away. Arching her back, tensing her body, hoping that this will be the moment… but again, her torment continued.
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’.
Restrained and receiving various methods of erotic torment and tantalisation. The video collects a PleasureTorture session involving slow and sensual teasing through erotic whispers and constant stimulation.
Try playing along and holding back your orgasm until the very end.