A Halloween Feast

You may try and capture their existence with cameras, but they will make their presence known far more intimately tonight. Hear the demonic whispers as on this Halloween night pleasure becomes your treat… and your nightmare. The feeling of cuffs on your wrists and hands holding you down as you sleep certainly aren’t just in your mind…

An audio/visual experiment, capturing Nova Gold taken hold by a supernatural entity on Halloween night.

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Model: Nova Gold

Your hips undulating to the rhythm of my tongue, a dance to the sounds of suction and sighs. Try as you might to escape the restraints and pull my lips tightly to the focus of your pleasure, you will remain trapped. As trapped and helpless as your clitoris is to the slow torment which I will continue to unleash upon you. This is a slow dance; the slowest, most cruel and most erotic dance of all.

A PleasureTorture session with model Aria.

“The physicality of those restraints. To think about nothing else but those cuffs curled tightly around your wrists, knowing that when I’m thrusting hard into you from behind – when you are about to tell me it is too much, that you need that deep and intense pounding to stop – those restraints are what will make sure that you can’t stop me from taking you for as long as I desire.”

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I like keeping your lingerie on, it let’s you understand that there’s so much more that you will feel. Such sweet anticipation.

How your hips rock for attention while my tongue merely flutters against those exposed little parts, so close yet so far. So much teasing along your pussy lips, all with the intent to keep you focused so much on that one little area that isn’t being touched yet. Then when my mouth finally presses firmly to your centre, you pull against the restraints in a mixture of delight and longing – the delight of the contact you have craved, and the longing for just that little bit more.

I’m going to keep you like this for a while, the whole time making you wish that this little piece of fabric wasn’t shielding your delicacy from my lips.

Think of that mouth pressing to that soft, sensitive little wet slope. Let’s see if the anticipation alone is enough to make you come, before the act.

Anticipation… the epitome of pleasure.

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Succumb

First she will straighten her legs and succumb to the sensations that await, a tingle that surges from that little place which seems to pulsate with anticipation. The second command makes her raise her hips for the touch she craves.

That first flicker against her wet pussy will send that spark through her body, though it is the slow little movements which keeps it sizzling throughout. The tongue barely touches, the movements barely register, yet the longer it lasts, the more intense it becomes. It slips up and down that little curve, soon circling and enticing that little bud of sensitivity, before slipping slowly back up and down once again. So slowly it verges on cruelty.

 

After the tongue trails so languidly, the moment those lips press deeply against her sex all she will crave is for her pussy to be feasted on intensely, furiously. Yet still, the slow motions, trailing that tongue so gently within, parting her lips tantalisingly, will keep the fire raging within her. 

Only when she is past the point of pure uncontrollable need will those hips be raised for more, a sign that her pleas will be heeded. The hard press of lips against that softness, devouring her tenderness. Pleasure commands her body as those lips wrap around her mound, sucking up that delicate clitoris while the flickering tongue whips against it – trapped, exposed and helpless. The constant stop-start motion of suction, a pulsing rhythm which the body never tires of. Soon the soft penetration of a tongue adds even more, the motion of being fucked igniting the imagination even further as lips slap against her sex. Perhaps she may then be granted something she craves most, or perhaps it may start all over again…

The desire to pleasure is a never ending feast.

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