As of writing, the victim is still being treated and is in an exhausted state. So far however, she has not been able to provide us with anything other than what we know from the gang’s own CCTV footage taken from their hideout.

The footage shows that they tormented the captive with a powerful vibrator in order to find out the whereabouts of one of their members who had gone missing. The fact that this victim has had, nor ever had, any knowledge or involvement with the gang or the ex-member in question suggests that they are unhinged and deluded. It is clear she knew nothing however they continued to press her further for information, meaning they are as sadistic as they are elusive.

No physical harm at all was dealt to the victim, though the onslaught of multiple forced orgasms which were used to torture her brutally and relentlessly means that the public needs to be notified of this threat before they can act again on another random target.

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You had heard of the service they offered, always curious of how a Sybian would feel, to straddle something so powerful and unforgiving. The prospect of being able to book a session with not only a Sybian but also having someone there to aid you was like a dream come true.

After booking it online your heart was racing with excitement when the doorbell rang; an attractive man carrying both the Sybian vibrator and a large mirror had arrived. You realised what the mirror was for once you finally stripped and mounted the machine. Once he sat behind you and caressed your body while you gazed at yourself, you were ecstatic. It turned you on so much more to see yourself in such a state of ecstasy. Once you felt the immense power of the vibrations nestled deeply between your inner thighs, you were in heaven. Once his hands began to hold you firmly down, whispering that he’ll keep you held on it after every orgasm – even when you felt like you might not be able to take any more – you knew you were in for the ride of your life.

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Last Night

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“I was so wet all night afterwards.”

The words were as enticing as the image you sent the following morning, in reaction to the evening before.

How my actions affected you, and how I hope just that evening alone plays on your mind for many, many nights to come.

No restraints were needed – merely my hands and words of command were enough.

Both of us were naked, yet all the attention was lavished upon your sensitive form. My head between your thighs, your fantasies already causing your pussy to glisten. I didn’t tease you, for once that was not my intention. Instead I simply prepared your clitoris for what it was to soon endure. I trailed my tongue along the folds of your pussy lips before circling around that tender nub, coaxing it from it’s hood. The rocking of your hips along with your moans and whimpers for more would have been enough, but I waited for the twitching of that stiffened clitoris to be my guide. Once I closed my mouth around it, there would be no going back.

At first I simply let my tongue roll back and forth, taking pleasure in the constant little twitches of your clit, as if it wished to dance with the rhythm of my mouth. Soon I pursed my lips and simply sucked against the very tip of it, letting you know how focused that sensation will be. My hands at first caressed your thighs and your waist, letting you know that your body, just like your pleasure, remained within my firm grasp. Once I pressed my lips down to engulf the entirety of your clitoris, to spread that pleasure deeper, that’s when my hands slid upwards, caressing your chest. Every inch of your body was to partake in this dance.

When I pushed my mouth right against your apex, sucking your clitoris in deeply, as if trying to trap it against the roof of my mouth, that’s when it was helpless to the wrath of my tongue. It lashed relentlessly against the underside of your clit while I continued to suck. Each time you built to a crescendo, your rocking hips and stuttered gasps told me enough to know when to back off. Once again, the quivering of your clitoris, those wondrous convulsions of desire, let me know just how close you were getting. I only paused for a few seconds each time, the intention solely to keep building you up further and further – not to deny you, but to simply prolong and intensify the moment that was to come.

My fingers all the while traced around your nipples, keeping them achingly stiff and in need, occasionally feigning to pinch them each time you moaned and got closer to the edge. All to signal to you that they’d be pinched the moment you’d come.

So intoxicating – the softness and wetness against my chin and the way it felt like it urged my mouth to sink in further. Your wonderful moans harmonised with the sound of my suctioning mouth against your slick wet folds.

As the thrusting of your hips became shorter spasms, I knew that it was time. Latching tightly and pressing harder, the whirlwind of my flicking tongue weaving between the stop-start suction letting you know that this time it was going to happen. With a firm pinch to your nipples, you came. As you writhed and convulsed, I held you steady by keeping my mouth in place, letting you know that the only thing on my mind was all that I wanted be on your mind: your achingly sensitive clitoris.

You finally reached down and tried to push my head away once squeezing your thighs together didn’t cause me to back off. It wasn’t the fact that you started to beg me to stop, screaming out that it was too intense, that caused me to stop. What caused me to stop was knowing that you’d need to recover a little if it were to continue further. How helpless you looked when you were breathing deeply, your body jerking in the aftershocks of your orgasm. When I then angled myself so that my lower body was at your side, my upper body still down by your thighs, that’s when you knew it was time to start again. I didn’t position your hand around my erection just so that you could pleasure me in return, it was so that you understood how much doing this to you turns me on, how the next steps of your erotic torment would make me pulsate and throb.

As you stroked my cock with one hand, I pinned your other down and began to lick your pussy again. Those lips were already so red and swollen, your clitoris a scarlet button for me to further abuse. You protested as my tongue made a slow path up and down your folds, lapping at your dripping wetness before nestling against that tender cherry. As much as you begged me to stop, you continued to stroke my length all the while. Once I began to suck it again, your scream for mercy quickly became a scream of realisation that your body would betray you. The orgasm happened quickly, I had to keep your hand held down tightly as you struggled, though I loved how tightly you squeezed my shaft while you continued to orgasm. When you released my cock to stop me once you came down, realising that I wasn’t going to stop, I ordered you to keep stroking me. You did as told before whimpering as my tongue lapped away at that poor, hypersensitive clit.

I only had to tell you to stay still once, to stop you from trying to escape as I began sucking it again. I know you enjoyed feeling my cock continue to twitch in your grasp. As much as you begged me to stop and to just fuck you, I know that deep down you wanted me to torture you with my mouth – that’s why when I told you that I’m going to devour you until you can’t possibly come anymore, and only then will I fuck you, that you came the moment my mouth returned to your clit. The instant squeal and then silence as you convulsed alerted me that you’d passed out for a moment.

I thought at that point it was time to penetrate you, that your clitoris was too sensitive to the touch to do anything else with, particularly as you jumped every time my fingers came close to it. Though while fucking you hard, I realised that I was wrong. I had fucked you to so many orgasms that it seemed like you couldn’t come any more. After we had played a little game, having me count every thrust and telling you that I’ll only give you a break if you can take ten without coming (which you failed at for nearly ten minutes), it seemed like we were done. When you were panting and saying that you can’t come any more, that’s when I put the thought in your mind:

“Imagine if there were three of me, one to hold you down, one to fuck you like this, and another to just constantly be sucking your clitoris. Even as you cried that it was too much, even as you pleaded for mercy and screamed for us to stop, we wouldn’t stop sucking your clitoris while fucking you.”

The moment I said that, you came… and came… and came again.

It seems as if you get off at the thought of even more torment. The image you sent, with those wet clothes clinging to every enticing curve, urges me to give it to you right now. Instead, however, I’ll wait, letting you spend another few nights dripping wet from the memories. I’ll let you bask in an afterglow that seems to last for days. With this image, I’ll envision all the things I intend to do to you. I assure you, the next time we meet, I’m going to tie you up, and feast on your pussy so much that last night will feel like merely a warm-up.

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The Club

She had been to this sex club many times before, if nothing more than to simply watch and enjoy the spectacle throughout the rooms; when she heard of the forced orgasm play room however, she thought that she’d have to finally get involved. She’d always wanted to experience the thrill of being made to come beyond her control, yet when her wrists were securely strapped she began to wonder how much she’d be able to take. She was happy to let anyone have a turn using the toys on her, so long as her lingerie was kept on. Once she felt the immense vibration of the wand vibrator however, she felt entirely naked, the powerful buzzing against her pussy made it feel as if there was nothing between the vibrator and her delicate skin.

With the combination of such excitement from taking part and the intense new feelings that the toy was bringing her, the first orgasm took little time to hit her – and hit her hard it did. Her breath was taken away in an instant as her climax wracked her body, only the chains could hold her up as her legs gave way, the vibrator and its handler not giving any respite. The second and third orgasm shook her to the very core, so unrelenting and penetrating was this vibration to her sex that it almost scared her how much of an effect it was having. Still it did not stop.

No matter how much she tried to close her legs, they would not stop using the vibrator on her. No matter how much she looked at them in a pleading way, begging with them that she couldn’t orgasm any more, they still continued to make her come. Only after her clitoris became numb with over-sensitivity and her pussy lips were swollen red were the cuffs on her wrists removed.

Once carefully taken down she was led to a chair to rest, yet little did she know that it was not over yet. While collecting herself and regaining her breath and composure, they began restraining her to the chair. While she could have easily told them that she had reached her limit, somehow the words wouldn’t come out; she wanted to see where this would take her. While in her mind she was curious as to whether she could come again, her body was not ready for it; the vibrator pressed to her overstimulated pussy and made every muscle in her body clench. Screaming, she tried all she could to get away from the stimulation but it did no good. After fighting to swivel her hips and close her thighs to the torrent of torturous pleasure, she gave in and said she was finished. While it stopped, the man now in control of the wand spoke.

“Okay… just one more orgasm and then we can untie you.”

Screaming, writhing and almost in tears of pleasure, that was the most intense, rewarding orgasm she would ever have.

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She was right where they wanted her, and just like the other girls they brought back, they weren’t going to let her rest until they were through making her come more than she had ever thought possible to endure.

Once the couple had seduced a girl back to their apartment, it was only a matter of time before they were able to talk her into a little bondage play. Once she was helpless to them, they were free to keep her there all night and all day long, taking turns fucking her, eating her out and exploring her body like she was their prized possession. After they had had their fill, the girl was always taken care of before being free to leave, however, more often than not, after enduring so much non-stop stimulation, she would be too tired to leave so soon; if this was the case, she’d be in for another long, long night.

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Realty

She had long heard stories of the property, how sometimes the sounds of females moaning could be heard within. Regarded by many as the house of pleasure, it was still her job to try and sell it no matter what people believed about the building. Her curiosity had certainly taken hold after hearing tales of women appearing within the property, strangers who lured trespassers into long nights of constant sexual torment, though often these tales were met with complete disregard. It was only when she heard the sound of the showers running that she decided to investigate for herself. Once she entered the shower room, she was greeted by a group of women who seemed ready for her, as if they existed solely for her own fantasies. The sense of warmth and welcoming beckoned her onwards, as if entranced and magnetised towards these people who surely weren’t real; it was as if the moment she laid eyes on them, any sense of fear or disbelief was washed away. Whether ghostly entities or a figment of her own imagination, they were there with her right now, there to make use of her erotic presence.

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Olivia In The Haunted House: Audio Story

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Listen 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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A Simple Seduction

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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Kidnapped on the way home from the party, Anna had no idea that her Halloween outfit was a perfect match for the crime fighting heroine ‘Blue Spark’. The cruel Mistress Spider did not believe any of the protests and pleas from the innocent girl. Mistress Spider wanted the exact details of the heroes’ hideout and was intent on torturing the information from her no matter how long it took. Ensnared by Mistress Spider, Anna could only beg and scream as she was forced to orgasm repeatedly and relentlessly. No matter what Anna said, the merciless villain did not stop; Anna soon began to try to will herself to pass out, yet still her body was wracked with orgasm after orgasm. Mistress Spider was certain that soon the woman would crack, that soon the countless, constant orgasms would force even Blue Spark to give in. Until then she was going to simply enjoy the display. For Anna there was no escape. 

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