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You said you wanted to be put through more pleasure than you have ever endured, more orgasms than you had ever dared strive for… There is no turning back now, the sybian stays strapped to you while you lie there helplessly. If you could think strai
Screams of bliss and squeals of delight are not the only ways you exude pleasure; simply the gentle purr of pure sensual contentment is all that is needed to show just how your body delights in my touch. The delicate arch of your back, the softness of
The pure beauty of the mechanics of sex… the wondrous little differences… knowing that while I get harder, you get softer.
Test subject 0073: Her responses to the self-regulating devices have been most pleasing. The hand-held vibrating wand, having been set to maintain an orgasmic state within the subject, has succeeded in keeping her locked in a continuous cycle of orgasms
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When your innocence is laid bare, when your most natural longings are exposed… these are the moments I exist for.
I told you sweetheart, no playing with the machine while I'm away…looks like you have been a naughty girl. I’ll have to remind you what happens to naughty girls…
You want to scream, but you know it will bring no joy…. You want to pull your hands forward and masturbate yourself hard, but the cuffs on your wrists will not yield.You tilt your head up, as if trying to see through the darkness of the blindfold, follo
“We know how these lustful thoughts, these erotic visions, always cloud your mind… how they seem to rule your life… we can cure you, we can set you free of the constant search for stimulation. Let us help you.†Every day she knew it was to come,
The slow, deliberate trickle of oil against your bare skin sets your body and mind alight. So smooth and silky, you know that those warm palms can feel the stiffness of your nipples beneath them. Just like you were told, you keep your hands up above
Never have you felt so wonderfully powerless, so completely helpless even without restraints. Fighting the burning desire to move, fighting to keep your arms above your head and your legs spread; both your body and mind in a state of submission.Â
Every movement like a mirror of the way you masturbate, the way you tease yourself; fingertips tracing under your tight panties, teasing your pussy lips, making them need more. It seems to take an eternity for those fingers to slide up your body; feeling
You writhe as the hands sliding down your body embraces your very being, caressing your sensual essence. The downward motion draws every sensation to your stomach, as if drawing the feelings of aching need away from your breasts, down to between your
A single fingertip traces along the outline of your entrance, over the sensitivity of your clitoris; a few seconds seems to linger for hours, wishing that thread of fabric wasn’t tormenting your pussy so much with its presence.
The oil seeps down your silk panties, making them cling to the soft curve of your swollen mound even tighter. The trail of a deliberate fingertip against the material feels like a lingering, silk scarfed tongue to your eager sex.
Everything behind your panties seems to pulse with need. The way your skin tingles all over merely from the caressing of your thighs makes you realise that your entire body is an entity of pure sexuality. You are a slave of pleasure, sex is you very natur
Finally, inch by inch, they slide off; whether it is from the teasing or perhaps from the restraint you are keeping on yourself, never have you felt so completely defenceless, so bare, and so naked. Every inch of you seems to centre in on your womanhood,
Your toes curl in pleasure while your fingers clench in desperation to keep your arms in place. So slow, so deliberate, the anticipation almost hurts; your clitoris seems to twitch just before that first moment of contact. The slippery wet tongue lapping
Slow, languishing strokes; in your mind, you do not know where your clitoris ends and the tongue begins. You want to wrap your legs around and pull the sensation to you, to engulf your pussy in stimulation, yet you stay spread out as you have been ordere
Time ceases to exist; you are paused in the moment, in the flooding need for more, lost in the rising tide of sensations which flow through you. You rock your hips, writhing against the unbearably wet sensation slipping up and down your tenderness. You
Beyond masturbation, beyond foreplay, beyond sex itself… your body feels trapped in realms of pleasure that seems unending. You almost feel the eyes boring into the depths of your fantasies, feeding off the screaming lust that threatens to consume you;
Twitching in anticipation for those fingertips to slide inside you, feeling your entrance wrap around them so eagerly. They slide in and out so slowly, you buck your hips in frustration, trying to draw them in deeper and faster. You know that every sign
Toes clench as you writhe uncontrollably. Consistently in and out, your sex being explored in such cruel rhythm; the moment you feel yourself getting so close, feeling that explosive fit of bliss running through your spine ready to erupt, it stops. So
You struggle to keep your limbs spread as ordered, desperately holding back the desire to slide your hand down your body and explore yourself, to give yourself the orgasm you yearn for. Your tenderness seems to convulse on its own as that hard, throbbing
Basking in the aroma of sexuality, you submit to your every desire. It isn’t just the stiff length inside, sliding so rhythmically in and out, that melts you, it’s the feeling of pure loss of control that it brings… knowing that there is nothi
You writhe against that pulsating tip, bucking your hips to make the hard shaft grind inside you. As the friction against your sensitivity sets your body on fire, you realise that you aren’t even aware of trying to keep your hands above you in posit
The hard slap of his pelvis against your swollen, glistening mound… The deep pounding of his manhood, drilling you with brutal precision… The rough thrust of his masculine frame against your feminine delicacy… Everything being done to you draws
The gentle drum of your heartbeat against your chest, your skin so warm and soft… surrender to me.
‘Keep your body spread open for me; I know exactly how every sensation feels… The little stabs of pleasure every time my fingers slide over your clit, the jolt that streams through your spine with every slap to your pussy, the throb of your convu
Time had lost all importance, not a moment had passed where his shaft had not felt the soft, wet, teasing sensation of a tongue sliding up and down, flicking against his manhood continuously. He wanted nothing more than for them to wrap those gorgeous
He told her that he would bring her to the pinnacle of orgasm for at least an hour. The sensation was unlike anything; she simply giggled at first, unsure how to react to such sensations… after a while, she began to realise that this burning need would
As the second hour of denial passed, her giggles became desperate cries for release… cries for an orgasm that would not come.Â
Spread eagled and feeling that last piece of clothing barely hiding your intimacy; these are the moments that you want to hold onto for so long, the moments that leave your chest rising and falling as your heart beats faster in anticipation. Time can
When those fingers command your over-sensitive sex, every single word and whisper seems to possess you. Even when your body takes over and your legs close on their own, you know they will open up no matter how intense it feels… that is when you know
I can almost feel the pleasure surge through your body when I hold you this close.
Let this tongue render you mine.
“Fuck me” The need to grip hold of him overwhelms you. To wrap your arms around the force that penetrates you. If not to pull him to you and make him pump into your faster, then at least to wrap around him and feel that masculine frame more
When you feel yourself trapped within my grasp, your arms held back within mine, your sight blocked by my palm, hearing nothing but my voice and your own breath, You know that your body is mine. The world outside, the room itself, the ground beneath
There is something so primal, so deeply embedded, in the need to see those involuntary spasms of overpowering pleasure, to hear someone brought to near unbearable levels of stimulation. It isn’t simply about wanting to feel your pleasure as you
So close, yet so far away. You both struggle to keep that orgasm at bay, feeling it pumping through you both 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
To be forced to orgasm beyond her limits, a concept that she could not have comprehended would become a reality, yet when she laid eyes on the website listing the services available, she wanted to jump into the experience with both feet. Now she realised
Penetrating you with my gaze, penetrating you with my body.
I gasp soft sweet syllables like wordless poetry, my wrists bound, my body yours. Time slows down as your fingertips play havoc within me; I try to meet your gaze, yet pleasure clouds my view, sparks of light in a sea of darkness.
“That’s it, cum for me. I want to watch you throw your head back, hear the change of tone in your moans, as you realise that I’m not stopping, no matter how much your eyes plead with me.”
The feeling of the silk against your wrists sends a surge of warmth along every inch of your skin, the creamy, weightless softness letting you know that nothing you feel after this moment will be in your own hands. The eroticism of such a thought drifts
Wherever we are, whatever the time, you surrender yourself to me.
Your juices seep down my shaft, dripping down my balls; every time I sink into you feels deeper than the last.
The longing to submit, the desire to dominate… combining to become the most erotic of nature’s art.
She knows how it feels, when you want  to clamp your legs shut from climaxing so hard, afraid to open them, your legs still shaking; that is why she holds you tightly in her grasp, to keep you pinned in place. You won’t be stopping anything, you
Feeling my clothes against your skin… making you somehow feel even more naked before me. Being clothed while you are so vulnerable gives me another level of control. Â
Each layer… another step closer to penetrating you.Â
Clutching tightly as if it is your only link to the world around you, your anchor against being swept away.
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When your fingers work me to a frenzy I want to see in your eyes the look that tells me that when it gets too much, you won’t stop. Content created by:Â PleasureTorture Image source:Â Â NewSensations
