Possession

Strip naked, lie back, and give yourself to the pleasure demon on this dark and stormy night…

Forced Orgasms

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Orgasm Denial

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Ruined Orgasms

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Haunted House (Olivia)

As Olivia ventured deeper into the haunted house, she noticed that it seemed to start brimming with plant-life, gorgeous flowers that seemed to breathe a new lease of life into what had been such a dark, claustrophobic setting. It was only when she entered a large, garden-like open space that she realised that she had unknowingly been separated from her friends. Before she had time to call back out to them, a group dressed as zombies sprang forth from the surrounding foliage and apprehended her. She had no time to react or even cry out for help as she was stripped naked and thrust onto a table at the centre of the thriving garden. The moment she was held down on it, she realised that the garden itself wasn’t simply a prop, it was pulsating with life; the greenery seemed to undulate as if breathing in and out. The movement above, with the rhythmic churning of branches and petals, almost hypnotised the naked girl for a moment, though the realisation that the hands were no longer what kept her held down brought her back to reality.

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Hoping and Praying…

She lies there, hoping and praying that tonight will be any different, yet it is always the same. Time after time the whispers drift throughout the room; soft as feathers, yet the effects strike like talons. Every night they tell her to open herself to the whims of that which cannot be seen, yet the touches are unmistakable.

No matter how much she questions the beings or speaks to them, no answers are given except for the same orders, to keep spread-eagled and motionless. Whatever these bodiless entities were, their power over the girl was beyond human comprehension. They would tease her body in ways no mortal could manage, though this is where the girl’s torment truly took hold. While they always ordered her to remain in the position, the delights wrought on her were always too much to endure; they kept bringing her to the edge of orgasm in ways her mind could not fathom, in ways which finally made her give in before they granted her the orgasm she craved. As soon as she moved, the beings vanished, leaving her wanting. The cruelty was that they always left her stuck in this state, making sure that she could not orgasm even under her own manipulations, sealing her orgasm off until they returned the next night… and the next… and the next.

She has lost count how many nights it has been, yet still they take no heed to her begging and whimpering; they simply give the one single order and continue their work. No matter what she wears, the cloth is no barrier to them, it is as if her skin were moving and teasing itself. It has always been the same since the beginning, they always work so painfully slow, spreading warm sensations all over her body, yet when the attention hones onto her clitoris and nipples, she loses it.

Tonight her silken black underwear is no defence as usual; they assault her body with constant lingering touches. No matter how much she mentally prepares herself, her every nerve reacts to what feels like hundreds of fingertips darting between her thighs to seduce the wetness within. No matter how hard she clenches her fingers and how much she tenses every muscle in retaliation, her body is always overcome with horrifying ease.

She tries once again with all of her might to hold her composure, to not give in, to finally last until the sweet kiss of orgasm is granted; yet each day of being denied has taken its toll more and more, making the following day even harder still.  Frustrated cries of desperation fill the room as her body arches, clutching at the bed in need; she knows it is helpless, left to experience another 24 hours coping with the build-up of unreleased arousal.

She will have to go through it all over again. She prays that tomorrow night will be yield what she wishes for most.

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A whimper of pleasure… a smouldering scream of longing. Every ounce of her despair, her sexual torment, resonates throughout the room, sounds which never penetrate through the mystically sound-proofed room.

Her hips remain held up by an unseen yet powerful grasp, keeping her so vulnerably on her front, completely exposed. Any time she moves her hands anywhere below her neckline, they are  quickly pulled back up. She cannot see her tormentors, nor can she hear them, every plea and scream seems to fall on deaf ears as they continue to manhandle her like a doll. No matter how much she tries in vain to free herself, to move away, they hold her steady in the position they delight in, leaving her to simply rock her hips in dire need.

It feels like hours have passed, yet they show no signs of stopping. Over and over she is brought to the brink of orgasm by the merciless forces around her, showing no sympathy as she constantly begs to be made to come. At first she had tried to fight the ghostly advances, yet it took them little time to strip her, to ravish her, leaving her with solely the animalistic need brought to the surface.

Countless touches linger on her exposed flower, teasing her to the edge before the sensation of hundreds of tiny tongues encasing her peeled back, exposed clitoris makes her scream. Hundreds of flickers to her throbbing, aching jewel keeps her on the edge for longer than even the cruellest of fantasies could imagine.

No matter how much she screams out for the merciful release of orgasm, or how many tears of pleasure soaked agony line her flushed red cheeks, they do not relent. While they continue to edge her over and over, they are not gentle; sucking her clitoris so hard, exploring her sex so deeply, yet no matter how roughly they feast on her, they always keep her teetering on the brink.

Whether bringing her to the closest possible peak of climax repeatedly without rest, or holding her on the edge for longer than humanly possible, they never change their pattern or slow down, keeping her juices running down her thighs and dripping onto the bed.

Even through the sensations neither her mind nor body can comprehend or handle, the sweet relief of passing out is not granted. While she cries out, screams, begs and writhes her sweat coated body, they continue unhindered, not allowing for the inferno to ever dwindle.  

This hell will be endured for as long as the entities wish, and they are in no rush. They have all the time in the world to deliver their sweet anguish… the anguish of being tortured by silent, invisible entities which cannot be touched nor pleaded with.

They have merely just begun.

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He told her that he would bring her to the pinnacle of orgasm for at least an hour. The sensation was unlike anything; she simply giggled at first, unsure how to react to such sensations. After a while, she began to realise that this burning need would not simply fade, but by that time it was too late to stop…

As the second hour of denial passed, her giggles became desperate cries for release… cries for an orgasm that would not come. If only she knew how it felt to be trapped in this torment for so long before she agreed to it.

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Image source from: Kink

Your Session

Lie back and imagine yourself helpless and awaiting my touch, ready to be teased, edged and brought to the levels of ecstasy that you’d long fantasised about.

An audio tease involving teasing, edging and forced orgasms/over-stimulation.

*No toys needed*

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Passage of Pleasure Punishment

The Passage of Pleasure is a rather intense and difficult challenge. An instructional tease featuring lots of edging and denial. To fail (climaxing before the game allows it) means having to endure either abstaining from orgasm for 5 days or giving yourself 3 ruined orgasms. Nonnyanonymous uploaded her ruined orgasms. Thank you very much, hopefully next time you’ll be able to complete it without needing to be punished once again.

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Passage of Pleasure (Flash Version)

How much erotic torment can you withstand?

An interactive, flash based tease for females which requires only your imagination and fingertips (or perhaps someone else’s). If toys are available however, use them for the relevant parts dictated by the scenarios (such as a massage wand vibrator and a dildo). The game requires Adobe flash. Simply follow the instructions in order to progress to the next room. With each room comes more teasing, denial and edging.

The end of the tease gives a chance to climax as well as an option for those who are not allowed or do not wish to.

Due to the difficulty and length of the tease, it may be necessary for some to complete it in sections (there are 5 sections or ‘rooms’ in relation to the tease, in total), though do not give in and orgasm until permission is granted. If you climax before you are granted it, either denying yourself an orgasm for 5 days afterwards, or alternatively, giving yourself 3 ruined orgasms in a row at the next opportunity, will be sufficient punishment.

Will you be able to make it to the end and earn your reward?

No matter how much she begged and pleaded, she was nothing more than a plaything, a pleasure doll to use at their whim.


She had been able to read the two girls for a while, almost sensing the seductive glares they gave her. Yet her admission that she had fantasised about a lesbian experience pushed these two sultry eyed vixens to a new level of desire.


Something within her tried to stop herself from agreeing to the card game, knowing that they’d make sure she lost, knowing they’d use her forfeit as a way to take control of her, yet still she carried on.

If she had realised they were cheating, that it had all been carefully planned for them to beat her so easily, would she have stopped them? Would she have even wanted them to stop?

“You have to obey us for the rest of the weekend… we’re going to make you our little sex slave.”


The words caught fire within her, yet she did not run, did not hide away, did not protest; something long hidden away seemed to yearn for this, for these two girls to dominate her in a way she had never believed could become a reality.

That was a full week ago, since then they have teased and tormented her every single day, the prospect of granting her an orgasm keeping her constantly at their beck and call. Every day they took pictures of her in such states of need, always keeping her in the same position; knowing exactly what was to happen made it all the more unbearable. The craving within her kept her coming back for more, kept her from disobeying them, keeping herself denied of an orgasm every night, that swollen pussy dripping wet as soon as they came around to the house.

The girls undressed her every day so slowly it hurt, those soft touches and glancing fingernails across such delicate skin was too much to bear, yet this internal conflict was exactly what these two girls were after. They watched as time and again this seemingly sweet, innocent girl’s body shuddered with frustration as the panties were left on once more; sucking and nibbling every exposed inch of flesh before sliding the little vibrator in place. The moment it pressed to the girl’s soaking wet sensitivity, the squeal that filled the room made them smirk in triumph. They left it there and sat back to watch the display, to bathe in the delight.

It was pure torment; knowing that they were watching her, surveying the bucking of her hips and the arching of her back, made it more erotic than she could have ever imagined. These sensations drove her to maddening heights, though she dared not disobey, forced to keep her hands away from herself and from the vibrator. The girls would control the device at their whim, pushing her to the very edge, turning it down to hold her there until it was a writhing agony.

They knew every sensation, could almost feel the anguish it was giving, the torture of such constant denial, yet seeing this girl under their complete control was like nothing else. The whimpers, moans, screams and pleas for an orgasm that would not come kept them soaking wet.

“We’re going to masturbate now, just keep your hands away from your pussy and the vibe, and don’t you dare look down at us… just listen to the sounds of us enjoying you.”

The soft wet sounds of two girls masturbating to her, the tight panties trapping that unforgiving vibration against her, the sensations of total submission… it was all too much. Everything within her screamed out to let herself come, to give in to what her body ached for, yet no matter how much her thighs shook and her body trembled, she would remain their pleasure doll until they finally showed mercy.

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submission from: littlefeministminx formerly littleredminx

Tantalise Yourself

An instructional tease aimed at giving a bit of an introduction to edging.

Follow the instructions and take the time to get accustomed to the sensations you can bring upon yourself. Indulge in being able to draw your pleasure out for as long as possible. All in order to make sure that any time you play with yourself, it is to explore your physical and mental desires to the fullest.

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