"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."
A requested audio post, involving my own session of self-pleasure, recorded along with some instructions to follow along to.
Follow my instructions as I edge with you, trying to hold back as the waves of pleasure constantly threaten to consume.
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Free within the confines of your mind, you can surrender yourself to your fantasies. You tease yourself to the thought of letting your lust overcome you, unconfined to thoughts of fear, doubt and security; sex is all there is.
The electric surges of pleasure flow throughout you as your body slowly succumbs to the scenarios your mind creates. The more your sex convulses to the touch of your fingertips against those soft petals of flesh, the more your imagination wanders further, deeper. Even as the pleasure builds to something more, you try to control it and hold it back, not allowing yourself the release you will soon truly crave. Hips swaying as you imagine stripping for a stranger, ready to ride that hardness your feel between your thighs, unleashing your animalistic desires, you are only just getting started…
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Your fingers torment your delicacy at the whim of your imagination, never letting you give way to the orgasm you so desire. He returns to add to your torment, that stranger, that embodiment of male physicality, a hunger for your soft, tender, sensitive body. You feel her spread your pussy for his pulsating length, your body tensing in both your mind’s eye and in reality. Your fingers act out the cruel teasing, slipping part in and out, the tip of his cock penetrating you then pulling out just as your pussy lips quiver for more, your tight hole convulsing for the shaft that is not there. You wonder why you don’t allow yourself the release: the way your body shudders repeatedly on the brink, yearning for that sweet orgasmic eruption, yet still something within you keeps you locked within the confines of pleasure torture.
Over and over you slide in and out, feeling his cock tease you, feeling it slick with your own juices as it slips effortlessly back inside once again. You want to come so much you scream, the feeling of him thrusting in and out a few times is alone enough to nearly send you over the edge, yet still you stop yourself as his stiffness slips from within you once more.
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Letting your imagination take you further than reality ever could, you fight back that need to let your fingers sink inside yourself. You relish in the thought of being put under another’s control, to be teased and tormented mercilessly.
Your hips rock as the images flash through your mind, being tied and helpless, ensnared by another woman. Her tongue torments you while you can do nothing but strain against the bondage, restrained for her desires, blindfolded to feel even more helpless while she feasts on your pussy. The slow trickle of your fingers mimic the motion of her cruel tongue, keeping you dangling on the knife edge of pleasure. No matter how much your body screams out for the mercy of an orgasm, you will wait; your fantasies have so much more in store…
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Image source from: Harmony
Free within the confines of your mind, you can surrender yourself to your fantasies. You tease yourself to the thought of letting your lust overcome you, unconfined to thoughts of fear, doubt and security; sex is all there is.
The electric surges of pleasure flow throughout you as your body slowly succumbs to the scenarios your mind creates. The more your sex convulses to the touch of your fingertips against those soft petals of flesh, the more your imagination wanders further, deeper. Even as the pleasure builds to something more, you try to control it and hold it back, not allowing yourself the release you will soon truly crave. Hips swaying as you imagine stripping for a stranger, ready to ride that hardness your feel between your thighs, unleashing your animalistic desires, you are only just getting started…
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Image source from: Harmony
The whisper of pleasure is the one which echoes the loudest in your mind.
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Those little slaps to your sex, making you want so much more from just that short, sharp contact.
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The way your hips sway to these slow, teasing ministrations. You always want to feel so open, so exposed for me. It isn’t just the intensity of the sensations which keeps that prickling heat gliding along your body throughout. It is the simple knowledge that I’m going to keep you feeling this way, feeling yourself explored so calculatedly, for as long as possible. Not knowing exactly how long you will be kept this way keeps you constantly lost behind that blindfold, lost in a constantly rising tide of arousal.
Continue readingListen to the moans and cries as Olivia is teased and tormented beyond her wildest dreams on Halloween.
An audio story including edging, orgasm denial and female moaning.
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Female voice by: Plznthnku
Taken from the story below:
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Once he awoke, he began to recollect meeting this woman as if piecing together a dream he had been yanked from. The way he had tried to entice her, drinks and dancing provided as a pathway to seduction. He was amazed at first that of all the people in the club, she only had eyes for him. She had indeed made the first move; the moment she kissed him, he was hers. It felt as if her lips were coated with the most addictive of drugs – he didn’t realise how close to the truth this was. That’s when he became confident, knowing that she wanted him. He whispered to her all of the things he was going to do, how he’d tie her down and tease her until she was begging him to fuck her.
“How many times are you going to make me come?” she had asked.
“Until you’re screaming for me to stop,” he replied.
That was the last thing he recalled, before waking up here.
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