"When you are pulling against the restraints… when your back is arched and your hips are writhing… when your mouth is open in a silent scream of tortured rapture… you will know that my work has begun".
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 faintest of touches, like whispers of intent. Beckoning your desires, the sweet pattern of torment.
Masturbate while you are being instructed, having your pleasure taken control of by someone who is watching you squirm with need.
Try and follow the actions, it does not matter if you edge early and often, simply do not orgasm until the very end… until you are given permission. If you climax too soon, stop all stimulation, feeling that cruel, frustrating sensation of being deprived a full orgasm… then try and do better on the next attempt.
Every time my finger slips up and down, it feels like it moves slower and slower, until finally – in your tortured arousal – your wetness lets it slip within you. Every silky fold sucking it in with need.
After a long session of teasing followed by the surge of orgasmic release, this subject is rewarded with a little tickling. An extended clip from a session focusing on tormenting her post-orgasmic body with the slightest touches of cruel fingertips.