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Hold Yourself Back (video session)

She didn’t hold back from playing with herself before our meeting, so a little tease and denial was needed. Restrained, teased and then finally overstimulated with pleasure, these are segments of a session with various edits where necessary.

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Telepath C23P: The Interrogation

How will you cope as you try and withstand the cruel torments of The Facility. Try to hold out as the threat of teasing, edging orgasm denial and more await you.

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“It’s not just simply about making you come. It’s about making you scream uncontrollably, about showing you that your pleasure belongs to us… If we just wanted to make you orgasm, we wouldn’t have needed to tie you up. This is about showing you just how much we can make you take. Just something like screaming, no matter how loud, will not stop us; once you understand that, you’ll realise that this is going to be a long, intense night for you.”

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Susan had explained to her colleague about her deepest desire one drunken night out. She’d forgotten all about it since then until, without warning, it happened; subjected to the whim of two women who were hungry for her screams of pleasure, wanting to take advantage of her while she was alone at work.

Her work colleague had used the female forced orgasm service before when she herself was alone in the office, fondly recalling how rough they were with her, the way they made her endure orgasms far beyond what she could handle. Even though she had expected to be dominated by the people she’d paid to force pleasure so intensely upon her, it was still a shock to have her own body in the control of other women; she knew that was exactly what Susan needed. Susan was unwittingly about to experience just how these women relished the sight of another woman submitting to their techniques. There would be nobody visiting the office again until the next morning… it would be a long night of orgasmic torture for Susan.

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“If I was to tell you that I’m still going to make you orgasm another ten times, no matter how often those tears of over-stimulation roll down your cheeks, would it make it easier to take, or harder?”

She had wanted to explore so much with him. The promise of being restrained more securely than she’d ever experienced was too enticing to pass. Having a friend who understood her needs seemed like a blessing; it turned out that having him know her needs so well would be more like a curse.

They had planned to explore her desires for pain and pleasure, though when the first attempts at pain, inflicting little elastic-band-induced slaps against her feet, turned out to not be to her liking, his only other avenue was pleasure. While he instantly stopped when she signalled that she wasn’t into painful play, he certainly had no intention to stop when her orgasms became too much. The arousal caused by being rendered so helpless and exposed made her body so instantly susceptible to being completely overcome with pleasure. It only took a few seconds for his fingers and the vibrator to bring her to orgasm, though the whole idea was to fully explore the limits of her pleasure, and he knew that she truly wanted to have those limits entirely tested, no matter how much she begged him to stop. The more her tears of orgasmic torture streamed from her eyes, the more she screamed in overwhelming pleasure, and the more he wanted to make her endure the orgasms.

“I wonder how much more intense the situation feels now that you realise that I intend to make you come until you pass out?”

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Gentle Hands

Whether a dream or reality, the outcome would be the same regardless. All you can focus on is the pleasure. That is all your world consists of right now. You want to open your eyes, but you are too relaxed to do so. Your body is in the ultimate bliss of complete relaxation, a perfect position to easily be overcome. The hands caress you in every way you desire, focusing exactly on where you want them to touch. Intense enough to fulfil your every fantasy of being manhandled and dominated by multiple people, though gentle enough to make you want more and more, to keep you on that constant incline of arousal. 

They feel like every hand that has ever sexually caressed you, the hand of every person who has ever desired you, all just a little rougher than how you yourself would have played, making it all that much more erotic. Every pinch, every tweak and grasp, every poke and stroke, all managing to touch something much deeper than merely the surface of your body. Once they finally penetrate you, you feel like you have melted, a dripping wet mess of sensuality and lust. You feel every action as if it were in slow motion, dragging out every sensation until it is agonising in the most wonderful of ways. You feel every fold of your sex parting for those fingers, every nerve of your clitoris being set alight by those sweeping strokes.

Even though it had spent so long being built up, your orgasm feels like it won’t stop. All the while, those hands play you so finely, like an instrument. You shiver and cry out in pleasure, clutching at one of the hands like it is a lifeline, though nothing stops. After so long, too long, you begin to come down from that vicious pleasure – though still nothing changes. Your body remains too relaxed to open your eyes, too much in a dreary haze to pull yourself from the grasp. As the hands continue to work you, exploring your pussy just as intently, you feel yourself becoming trapped between two minds; one wants it to keep going and never stop, and the other knows that having more orgasms like that forced upon you would become torturous. With the way the hands have not stopped manipulating you, you won’t have a choice in the matter.

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