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Bruc3 – Release

“Pl- Oh fuck. Oh Go- Mmmmmnnnn I-I- Fuuuuuck. PLEASE! Please, please have mercy. Have mer- ahnnnn God. I can’t… take… it. It’s December… it’s December… Aaaannn…. Please. I’m dying to come… Mnnnn fu-fu-fu…. FUCK! LET ME COME!!!”

November had already long passed, yet still, she hadn’t felt the welcome relief of orgasm at the hands of her metallic companion, Bruc3. The first few days of December were a write-off because she had to let him charge his batteries. Even though she masturbated vigorously during this downtime for the machine, she wasn’t able to bring herself to orgasm without the intense stimulation that she’d become accustomed to. All these first days of December did was frustrate her even more.

For the following days, once Bruc3 was charged and active, the machine simply continued where it left off, teasing her daily yet not letting her climax.

“All readings indicate that you are at the highest point of arousal when you know that you are not going to be allowed to climax. I will ensure that you are granted your orgasm when the time is right. You are most receptive to having me in control, aren’t you?”

While she could never deny that it was maddeningly erotic to have this machine now in charge of her pleasure, she felt like she’d go mad if she was forced to endure another month of being teased without being allowed to come.

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Bruc3

“No more… NO MORE!!!  FUUUUCK. Please. M-Mercy. Please. PLEASE! I… mmmnnn… can’t take it… nnngggaaa… anymore. I’m… I’m… Oh God. OH GOD… Sooo… close… ffff- aaahhhh. I’M BEGGING YOU… PLEEEASE!”

Before witnessing the hell she is enduring, we must step back to see how it all started.

The Bipedal Responsive User-Centered Computer Model 3, known as Bruc3 for short. It was the greatest machine ever built, able to learn and respond to its user along with updating itself with information gathered from the internet constantly; a self-developing work of perfection on two metal legs.

She had bought one for the sole purpose of pleasuring herself, having struggled to ever climax through masturbation and finding that only powerful vibrators could get the job done, and even then, only rarely. The thought of a machine that could learn all about her not only as a fun companion after work but as a sex aid was a wonderful prospect. Many had sung its praises as being the ultimate in sex tech, something it had been intended for, though not as widely publicised.

Her first session with Bruc3 was incredible. Although he looked intimidating – a hulking colossus of wires and metal standing at 7 feet with a large glass done where a face would be, housing cameras and sensors – he was surprisingly gentle. He lifted her up by the waist, lifting her entirely off the ground. Straps suddenly wrapped around her thighs, pulling her hips onto his unexpectedly warm surface. She kept her hands resting on his enormous shoulders while something resembling a tongue teased along her pussy. The more she became aroused, the more it vibrated until it was joined by more tongue-like devices, all vibrating up and down her slit and over her clitoris. She’d never felt anything like it.

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Seduction School

Standing in front of the classroom, she took a moment to bask in the sea of eager faces and excited chatter. Her sharp, pointed teeth shone back at some of the students who were watching her in anticipation to begin.

Just like everyone in the classroom, she was entirely naked. Amongst her kind, she did not need to try and blend in or put on an act. She could sense the arousal from the male in particular to her right. She wondered if the rest of the class had picked up on his arousal, other than merely his throbbing erection that faced the classroom. The woman was also turned on, though her arousal was not as strong to the scent as the male, as is always the case with females. They tend to have a much easier time hiding their arousal, not just externally. The teacher could, however, sense that the female was looking at her shapely rear, though she was most likely just as transfixed by the long black tail that whipped left and right as much as she was checking out her ass.

“Silence.”

Not a sound could be heard other than the deep breathing from the male and female who lay naked on a table at the front of the class. A sizzle of electric excitement rang through the room. Her dark-red wings spread out fully as she opened her arms and addressed the class again.

“Welcome. It is a pleasure to have so many of you joining us today. I promised I’d have live subjects for us to study. I have cast a spell to ensure they cannot make any noise yet. We’ve all heard the relentless pleas these humans bellow out when they are in our company. It grows tiresome. Maybe later, I’ll release them from the spell so that we can hear some of the sweeter sounds they make.”

The pair of humans, lying on the table completely naked and propped up by pillows behind their backs, could only look back at the sea of faces gazing at them, razor-sharp teeth gleaming in grins at their naked bodies.

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Just A Glitch

Just a glitch.

Just a glitch, she thought to herself, hoping. The buzzing once again slowly built up after that abrupt halt. The internet feed continued, so there didn’t seem to be any power outage; she thought that it must have been a malfunction of the Sybian vibrator’s program. It turned her on more than anything to know so many people were watching her in this state of pleasure, ready to see her orgasm over and over again. She had always been so sensitive, so easy to bring to orgasm. Little did she know that the purpose of the set was quite the opposite. 

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You have no idea how long I’m going to force you to orgasm or how hard I’m going to press the vibrator to your already oversensitive clitoris. All you know is that the longer I keep you on the edge like this, the more intense it is going to be. That wonderfully erotic mixture of apprehension and anticipation for how it’s going to finally feel, nothing is more of a turn-on. 

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Your favourite little game. You are always pushing one another to the breaking point while trying your best to control it, to push those feelings down just a little deeper than her. You try so hard not to climax before her, but hearing those moans and feeling the gyrations and little trembles makes it much more intense. 

Does knowing exactly how she is feeling make it easier? Or harder? 

That burning pleasure rising constantly within you, the wetness around your fingers a signal of the orgasm you want to release; you need it to overcome her. Perhaps this time, when your thighs clench, and your moans turn to gasps, that’s when she’ll give in and come. If not, can you last another moment rocking on the edge?

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She wanted to experience the most intense desire possible, to be utterly tortured with pleasure; she was going to get it. Restrained entirely to lock her into this prison of ecstasy, she could only shudder and writhe in response to the constant vibration radiating throughout her sex. The tape over her eyes kept her focused solely on the sounds of the earphones, the continuous sounds of pleasure, which further added to the torment. All she could do was picture the source of such sounds; women masturbating to long desired orgasms, men thrusting themselves deep into those hot wet little pussies until the soft slapping sounds of hard penetration unleashed their longings. 

The tape over her mouth, however, made the ordeal much crueller. While she could not plead or beg, even her moans were to be locked away. Any time she moaned or made any sound of pleasure, the vibrator was taken away just enough for the welling orgasm to recede before being placed back on her frustrated pussy. Being completely unaware of her surroundings and shielded from the external sounds due to the tape and the earphones, keeping herself in check was even harder, causing the occasional whimper of pleasure to spill forth. This, of course, meant her orgasm was itself prevented from spilling forth. Being so sensitive to the intensity of the vibrator, made even more fierce by the unspeakably erotic situation with which she was helplessly captive, the cycle seemed to never end. Finally, she had experienced the pleasure she had so yearned for, to be brought to the pinnacle of what she could handle, the utmost frustration of edging and denial. Though now she could not speak out or scream that it was too much, that she’d reached her limit, she was forced to endure it for so much longer than she ever thought possible.

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Held Down and Teased Relentlessly

A little massage turned to an unplanned forced orgasm session. No restraints or cuffs. When she cannot take it any more, Ari Raven is held down to be made to withstand more forced orgasms. Featuring slow teasing, soft tipped brushes and a powerful vibrator, she is tormented with pleasure.

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Model: Ari Raven

“As you can both see, the combination of the restraints and having us all present at once elicits much more intense physical and verbal responses.  She had come to us seeking aid in achieving orgasm, as she had been unable to do so with another person present. However, there seems to be no such issue as I have been able to repeatedly bring her to the verge of climax with stimulation through vibration. Patience was the only real factor that needed to be addressed. If either of you is wondering, the reason why I haven’t made her actually orgasm yet is so that the moment can be heightened as much as possible. She has been begging for quite some time now. We’ll keep this going until she truly cannot take any more, then she’ll truly experience an orgasm unlike any other. I suggest we try and see if we can force her to endure more after that. 

I’m sorry, my dear. No matter how much you beg it, won’t make any difference.”

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