So close, yet so far away.

You both struggle to keep that orgasm at bay, feeling it pumping through you as if trying to force its way through your bodies. You keep changing the pace, speeding up, slowing down and changing rhythm, always to keep the other on the edge as much as you can, while making sure neither of you goes over.

It gets harder and harder to think about the other, all your attention seems focused on your own body, concentrating so desperately on keeping yourself on the brink of climax.

This is the most beautiful agony you have ever felt together, even as it keeps getting more unbearably wet and tense, you want to make it last until there is no more willpower left.

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The way your back arches to me…

The way your ass cheeks press firmly against my hips…

The way your pussy clenches tighter around my cock…

It all lets me know that pressing my fingers right here is all you truly want me to do, no matter how you react.

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To feel the body of another quiver and twitch in rapture against your own. The height of existence.

No matter how intense, however much you convulse in ecstasy, how tightly the grip signals for things to slow down or give respite, it must continue.

You’ve taken all you can take, now let me give you more.

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Your soft, tender body in that strong, commanding grip… feeling the unwavering masculinity overpower you as that throbbing hard shaft drills relentlessly into your delicate, helpless sex.

You will take it, no matter how many times you cum. The sensations of your pussy gripping his manhood so tightly, as if trying to hold some control over it, makes him simply want to pound you even harder.

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In these times of peace, the lord of this region had honed his methods of dominance in other ways. Having trained his mind and body to astonishing levels of control and endurance, he had become a living sex machine beyond any other parallel. At his whim, he would have his servants bring him a new girl freshly chosen to serve as his pleasure doll.

While this girl was treated like a princess, she would soon succumb to an experience no other woman could ever prepare herself for.

The servants would tease her for an hour without orgasm, making sure she was ready. Stripped, seduced and succumbing to her body’s needs, she was all his for the taking.

Holding her in his grasp, he began the motion which, to her, seemed to never end. Over and over he would thrust into her, never stopping, never slowing down, never speeding up. The same constant pounding always brought the same tortures to his pleasure dolls. Whether the girls could last for hours or merely minutes, he was a machine to whom sexual stamina meant nothing at all…

At first she pleaded for him to speed up. A while later, she was begging him to slow down, yet still his pace did not falter. His grip on her tight, he continued to fuck her without mercy or empathy, forcing orgasm after orgasm from her while he held his own back, feeling her continuously quivering around his always twitching shaft. No matter how much her cries echoed throughout his palace, no matter how often she passed out or begged him to stop, he continued tirelessly for hour after hour. By the time the next week came, she’d once again be hoping that it was her time to be chosen.

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