It is early… she is still standing.

Very few people venture to this part of the island, not knowing of its beauty nor 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, then the girl will wake up back in her resort, as if it were a dream.

It is early… her legs begin to shake.

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Naked, defenceless, teased to a frenzy… succumb to the sweet surrender.

At first you’ll take it, you’ll relent to the desire erupting from your sex right now. Every trail of thought had led to this moment, your hips rising as you are carried off into a wave of intoxicating bliss. Overcome by pleasure as if being lost in a dream.

Suddenly you will be ripped back into the world once more, his world, when you feel that burning sensitivity quiver beneath his tongue, within his mouth. Your body tries to fight it, to repel the addictive, cascading torture being heaped upon it, but your mind knows it is useless; you are his. The shackles deny you the mildest chance to protect your throbbing pussy. The torment you feel now is nothing compared to the knowledge that you are helpless, defenceless to stop the unrelenting feast of your epicentre for as long as your consciousness can withstand. 

You give in to the torrent of pleasure that floods through you; you are nothing more than his orgasm doll. Every twitch, every shudder, every convulsion of pleasure drives you deeper into the realms of wonderful agony that you are buried in.

You won’t break the cuffs, you won’t crawl away, you won’t be given a rest.

You will simply come.

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Lowered into the dungeon, she knew what to expect, though this did nothing to calm her. She knew she would be theirs, a helpless feast thrown to the wolves. Sex starved and ravenous for the sweet touch of a woman, these men were confined here in the dungeon merely for the amusement of the royalty, a royalty which this young woman had gravely offended.

These sex craving beasts, turned more animal than man, had no interest in what the girl had done to deserve the punishment of being tied and lowered into the dungeon; constantly kept aroused and pumped with aphrodisiacs, their attention was solely on the the feast before them.

The scent of testosterone seemed to engulf her, she knew screaming was useless, yet as they were released one by one onto her to each have their turn, all she did was scream and scream. Conditioned to forego sexual penetration, they each fondled her body and devoured her pussy like starving animals… sucking and eating her out like it was the last thing they would ever do, not stopping until their jaws locked up.

No matter how sensitive her pussy got, this rough feasting on her sex would not cease. After the last had taken his turn with her, having savoured her sexual essence, the whole pack would be released at once, to each fight over her still throbbing, swollen red pussy. She would be able to do nothing but writhe in the centre of the battle for her sex, feeling her delicate womanhood being ravaged by lusting mouths, each being pulled away for the next aggressive victor to have his fill.

Once a woman of luxury, now reduced to nothing more than a prize. Having lived such a sheltered life, she had truly fantasised about being put in this scenario, to feel such helpless pleasure. Deep down, she almost hoped to suffer this punishment from the royalty she had offended. Now that she was here however, the experience was beyond what she had imagined… an intensity beyond her comprehension. For the first time in her life, she knew what it felt like to climax so hard it almost hurt. Whenever she masturbated while fantasising about the scenario, she could at least stop when it got too much; here, she would be given no such mercy.

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Cheerleader Rivalry

Cheerleading practice was long over, though Emma’s workout was only just beginning.

She hadn’t expected to be asked to come over to Annie’s house, though she jumped at the opportunity to bridge the gap between her biggest rival on the team. Since being picked, Emma had felt much resentment from her team-mates, particularly from Annie; she was unsure whether it was her looks, her acrobatic ability, or the strong bond she alone had already developed with the coach.

She was just a newcomer and these girls saw her as a threat. They wanted to show her where she stood.

Under the pretence of wanting to bridge the gap between them, Annie had invited Emma back to her house after training. Little did Emma know that Annie had invited another friend over, both with the same intentions… both waiting patiently for their prey.

The moment Emma entered the bedroom she was surprised to see Tory there as well. Before Emma could ask what it was that they both wanted to talk to her about, Annie pulled her towards them; while the door was behind her and escape was still possible, Emma stayed still, as if trapped by the intense gazes of the two girls before her. Even though she was fully clothed, Emma felt so on display to the pair of girls in front of her, yet her embarrassment was not going to end there. Tory and Annie began to comment on how tightly the outfit fit Emma, taking delight in watching her squirm in embarrassment at the revelation of being the subject of such lustful thoughts. They tried to pour as much imagery into Emma’s mind as possible. From the way every team member watches her arch her back in every routine, as if baring her body to the world to gaze at and touch, to the way they hold her in split lifts, as if parting her thighs to every spectator to gaze at the slender curve between her legs, all with one thought in mind. Blushing, Emma stood awkwardly, the images in her own mind overcoming her while Annie moved in closer.

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You look down and beg them to let you come this time. Yet still they continue, over and over again, relentlessly bringing you to that pinnacle..

Every time you pull against the handcuffs, every time you try and close your thighs to their onslaught, it makes your torment so much sweeter.

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One hour? Two hours?

How long had they tortured her like this?

Time did not seem to exist anymore, all that existed in her world was the burning need within her sex, within her very core.

“P… Please… Pleeease… Oh God… Oh God… PLEASE!!!” she begged, to no reply.

She was wary about going back with them, but she had no idea this is what they had in store for her. The seduction had been fun, incredibly erotic, yet she  was unaware that this was all part of their typical ploy. Once the three women had seduced her, had her all alone with them, they knew she was all theirs.

Naked and helpless, the teasing started slow, as always. A few times being brought to the edge was an unusual experience for their targets, such intense build up stirred things within them that they had never felt before. Taken playfully at first, it isn’t long until it turns to frustration… then to need… then to desperation. 

They take it in turns, continuously and unrelentingly feasting on her sex, relishing in the helpless girl’s torture.

It never takes too long until the tears start to flow; it merely makes them lick, suck, fondle and tease even more. 

She moans, she screams, she begs… 

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