A reading taken from ‘It Never Takes Long‘ written by PleasureTorture
Reading by: CreativeIntentAudio
A reading taken from ‘It Never Takes Long‘ written by PleasureTorture
Reading by: CreativeIntentAudio
Every delicate curve, a paradise to explore.
Image submission by body-poetry
Did you really think I would go any faster?
I remember you telling me how wonderful that slow build-up was, how intensely it made you come. That’s something I’ve been picturing ever since you first mentioned it, the way you must have shuddered in pleasure, the way your back must have arched while you convulsed in bliss. All while those soft bristles pressed so delicately to that tender clitoris. So much time was spent unsuccessfully trying to have that paintbrush press a little harder to that swollen jewel; finally, the speed and pressure were just enough to topple you over the edge of an orgasm.
I would love nothing more than to feel what it’s like, to have something so soft and delicate constantly teasing something so precious and sensitive. The way you moan, the way you writhe, the way you beg – I’ll use all of those to gauge just what it’s like now that I have you here. The restraints will show you just as much mercy as I will give: keeping you trapped within this realm of frustration.
I’m going to keep sweeping this brush back and forth until I know your body can not feel any more in need, until you’ve begged so much that you’ve lost all hope of mercy. These gentle strokes: not enough to let you come, but just enough to keep you teetering on that bring, to keep that climax constantly simmering. You can pull against the restraints as much as you want. I’m not speeding up. I love how your pussy seems to blossom for me, getting so swollen as those tender lips open up, trying to invite me to give it so much more, all while your clitoris pulses in desperate need. The perfect picture, one that I want to keep in sight for as long as possible.
Content created by: PleasureTorture
Submission by: Wanderlustworld2019
“Good girl… now, again! Yes, I know it’s hard but the only way we will let you leave is if you follow the commands… good girl. You said you wanted to be pushed, now take it.
No, they didn’t type for you to stop… playing with your breasts won’t ease the need. Keep going, they all want you to hold it longer. It is no use begging, your need for release is to be savoured.
That’s it, keep it going, feel that pulsing wetness lingering between your thighs.
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