The way your body responds is so erotic, isn’t it? I don’t just mean the way you can come from my fingers playing with you like this. I mean, because of how when you are trying so hard to concentrate on not coming for a certain period of time, that very thought is what drives you closer to that orgasm even faster. Every aspect of your body and mind is wired for the pinnacle of pleasure.

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Just Your Nipples

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An audio tease focusing solely on your nipples. Bask in the pleasure as you arouse yourself with gentle stimulation, tantalising your upper body with delicate touches. Perhaps, when you are in need, you’ll feel a mouth wrap around them… Perhaps once it is all over, you’ll soon get chance to touch elsewhere…

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All I want is to feel your legs twitch in the overriding uncertainty of whether you can really handle what I’m making you feel.

I want you to realise as many times as possible just how helpless those cuffs around your wrists and ankles render you. I want you to be picturing from behind the blindfold all the things I’m going to do to that delicate, sensitive little place that my mouth is wreaking havoc upon, that my tongue is so tantalisingly exploring. I want your lips to soon tell me to stop while your body writhes in motion to ask for more. With your pussy so wet, quivering with desire, and so invitingly aroused, I want to penetrate you and feel your limbs pull in vain to close around me in a bid to control the force that thrusts within you so intensely, fucking you with such ferocity and intent.

With you all to myself, I want exactly what you want, to devour you. 

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Whether one of her subjects or one of her customers, Madame Fleur’s slow, deliberate touches were always difficult to endure, though, with her students, she made sure they had to endure the most intensely erotic experience of their lives without faltering before she’d agree to take them under her wing. Her skills as a sensual, full-body masseuse were highly sought, with many wishing to undertake her teachings, though few ever were able to endure the torturous entry test, to prove their mental and physical control by remaining still as possible throughout her lengthy massage demonstration.

The way her hands cupped and caressed so delicately, knowing ever sensitive little spot to keep captive to her touch, it made it unbearable; an agonising pleasure that the masseuse knew how to manipulate and prolong as if time itself was under her command.  

While her customers were always granted the release they came to her for within the hour, her potential students were never granted such mercy. For nearly 2 hours, they would always be kept teetering on that maddening brink. If they could last without begging for an orgasm or shifting position, she’d take them on as her apprentices, teaching the tantalising techniques of her erotic massages. Under her control, every second can feel like an hour.

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