edging – PleasureTorture

The Gift: Year Two

‘One orgasm this Christmas. I will return every Christmas with one extra orgasm each time. All you need do is lie back and close your eyes, just the same.’

You remembered the words. You didn’t need to be reminded, as they’d swum in your mind for the last twelve months. You hadn’t spent a single night not thinking about the way she was teased and seduced to the most intense climax of her life last Christmas.

As before, a note under the tree reminded her of the command: ‘Remember, keep your eyes closed.’

You masturbated so intensely for many nights since last Christmas, yet nothing could match the sensations that had been unleashed upon you last time. You hadn’t uttered a word to anyone else about it; this was your little gift and yours alone.

Finally, Christmas had arrived. As soon as you lie back against the mattress and close your eyes, it begins instantly.

Those soft bristles, grasping your imagination and not letting go, clutching your deep longing for more, while your hands clench into a ball with frustration.

If only the contact was a little firmer. If only it could press just a little harder. Each bristle trails along your pussy lips and along your clitoris as if beckoning your fantasies to burst forth.

Every swish of the brush ensures your hips follow closely in its wake.

You writhe with each motion, desperate for the next sensation while entirely trapped within this moment as if it will never end.

Image source: Deliberation (Available to watch on Sssh.com ).

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…Until I’m Beside You

You’ll feel my fingers exploring you relentlessly, making sure you know just how long I’ve been waiting for this moment, fantasising about doing this to you every moment of the day.

As you hit the brink, wondering whether this time you’ll get the release you need, you’ll feel my hand press even tighter against your wrists. That firm grasp will ensure that you know, no matter how hard you come, I’ll keep fingerfucking you mercilessly as you cry out.

Think of this as practice for when that time comes. That’s why you’re keeping your legs spread, and why you’re keeping your one arm above your head as you masturbate. You want to feel it as vividly as possible. When you finally let yourself explode in the release you desperately need, you’ll keep going for as long as possible.

Let wave after wave of ecstasy overcome you. When I’m there, I’ll make sure it will still feel like merely a morsel of pleasure compared to the feast I wish to delight you with.

However, I know you’re doing your best to tease yourself, to imagine I’m right there beside you. That’s why, when I’m there, I’ll be sure to whisper, “Good girl.”

I know you’ll tease your pussy as much as you can for me.

Good girl.

I’ll Be In Your Thoughts…

Even when I’m not there, I want you to feel my touch. Lying there alone, feeling the press of my palm against your wrists, holding your arms in place while my fingertips tease you mercilessly.

You’ll bring yourself to the brink far beyond what you’d normally be able to handle, imagining me beside you, indulging every longing of your body.

When you writhe, when you moan, when you yearn, you’ll know that my thoughts are ingrained in every touch. You’ll feel my desire through your fingertips.

Don’t give in yet. For now, those thoughts and fantasies are merely a substitute for the real touch. However, it’ll be a mere fraction of the pleasure and erotic torment I want to put you through, so you’d best treat it as a test.

Test yourself, push yourself as much as you can until you’re grinding and shaking and moaning out with need. That way, you’ll experience just a hint of what I want to put you through when I next have you all to myself in person.

How long Can You Last?

Surely she can’t hold on for much longer?

It’s been nearly an hour, surely? The way she’s rocking her hips and swaying with every touch, as if guiding them to where she needs them… I’m certain she won’t be able to hold on for another minute.

Just a moan, a plea, a whimper. That’s all it would take for it all to be over, for them to stop the timer and give her the touch she craves, to remove the restraints and let her masturbate as much as she wants while those hands touched everywhere she longs for.

I know how it must feel, that deep ache as if from a part within that’s buried far from view, like a secret yearning to be told that only you can speak forth. That searing heat, an inferno from inside that scorches all over, yet you need it to burn more fiercely. Just a little hotter would surely be enough… yet it never is. That throbbing need for more, feeling filled only with a desperation, a yearning for anything more than just the swelling, wet emptiness that grows with every touch and temptation.

Yet still, she remains silent while her body clearly screams out with need.

The Marks of Eros: Ruiners

An excerpt taken from The Marks of Eros, out November 21st. A peek into the lands of Eros, fraught with the dangers of being teased, tormented and tortured in the most erotic ways by all manner of devious entities.

The melodious chirping of birds spilt from the canopy of the woods. The Southern Edoria Woods hummed with the gentle rustle of leaves and branches; twigs cracked beneath the movement of squirrels and other small creatures. Yet, in an instant, all sound seemed to become muted as Emma stumbled upon a sight that made her gasp. It was as if the woods held its breath as she looked at the figures standing in a clearing before her.

A succession of humanoid figures stood motionless, at least ten of them, all facing Emma’s direction. Their bare bodies and faces were featureless, resembling a near-reflective surface that made them appear to be entirely made of glass. They looked surreal. It was as if they had stepped from another world into this place.

A horde of Ruiners.

Halloween Dreams: Angela

One hundred. Even in her deepest fantasies, she never imagined actually withstanding one hundred times being brought to the edge.

Angela had loved the thought of being edged beyond her limits, teased and tormented to the brink without being allowed to orgasm. However, every time she masturbated to these scenarios, she couldn’t hold herself back at all. The need for climax constantly overwhelmed her, the needs of her body overtaking the desires in her mind.

On the first night, she dreamt of being restrained while the warmth of slumber still encompassed her. It was comfortable and somewhat soothing to know that she was in a dream and about to revel in her own little fantasy. What she didn’t realise was that this was the work of the Dream Teaser, and that she was about to be tested. While restrained, spread-eagled and naked, she anticipated the pleasures that awaited her.

The first whispers told her this was no ordinary wet dream.

Halloween Dreams: Tony

Tony’s deepest unfulfilled fantasy had always been to have nurses tending to him sexually. He’d only occasionally experienced short-lived dreams that catered to his fetish. However, tonight he’d be fully submerged in his ultimate fantasy.

Entirely bound on the bed, Tony knew that he was in a dream instantly. He remembered falling asleep and felt the warmth and comfort of sleep enveloping his body. Yet, he could feel the cast around him, even feel the tightness around his mouth of the wraps, keeping him from speaking out.

He was bound in a cast and wraps from head to toe, ensuring he could not move an inch. The only part of him not covered at all was his cock, which was being serviced by the nurses caring for him.

Eroticore Studios

“So is it a softcore scene? It almost seems like a mixture of hardcore and softcore elements.”

“It certainly is aimed at being a mixture. Eroticore is the harmony between the beauty as well as the intensity of raw sexuality. Many scenes will be filmed with a more softcore leaning on sensuality and atmosphere, but with your pleasure being the focal point.”

“Okay. The rider also requested abstaining from masturbation in the two weeks leading up to the scene. That’s a rather unusual request for a porn rider. Not that I’m opposed to it.”

“That’s right. At Eroticore Studios, we like to ensure the most vivid, genuine depictions of pure ecstasy. As you may have noticed, your co-stars will have the same requests in their riders.”

“I like it. However, I think the description in the rider, stating that continuous orgasm-denial will be enforced throughout the shoot, is quite an ask. I can’t see that being possible after the prior weeks of denial.”

“I understand, but no need to worry. You won’t have to focus on that; we’ll be keeping a steady pace with the filming and positions to help ensure this. All in aid of what Eroticore aims to depict: the most intense insight into arousal. If you do climax during production, that’s on us.”

“Fair enough. Either way, I’m fine with it all. I’ll get it signed and sent your way ASAP. See you in two weeks.”

………….

The Adult Shop

You could spend all day and all night in the toy shop. You can find everything your body desires there.

However many times you shop there, you never seem to get your fill of the erotic treats that are housed on the myriad shelves and aisles. Every venture into that brightly lit, colourful world seems to reveal something new, something to catch your imagination. Yet still, you’ve never been into that one room. The room that the shopkeeper had mentioned in passing. The room that has played on your mind for months.

“If you’re not sure what you want to get, why not experience them all first?”

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