"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."
Just imagine being in her position right now, completely lost in the sensations, trapped in the eroticism.
That motion along your chest, those fleeting little sensations up and down your cleavage, leading that scenic pathway to those slowly stiffening peaks. The little pinch that makes you feel those sharp little tugs from her pursed lips. It’s only when you are desperate for more, once you cannot stand the attention placed solely on your chest, that the motions lead downwards.
Just trailing along your thighs, leading that swirling dance towards that coveted space. The tender motions, almost like brushstrokes, sweep closer and closer until your hips plead for contact.
You can feel it so clearly as the lips press right there, the way your wrists would strain against those bonds in a bid for some resemblance of control. Behind the blindfold, you can imagine countless lovers and idols of lust. All of them feasting so intently upon that soft, sweet sex. How that mouth would work you to a frenzy, just keeping you held in the clutches of bliss but never quite unleashing the fury you need. Always keeping steady enough to not let you veer too close. Not quite to get you to the edge repeatedly, but instead to merely take the very longest route.
On and on that mouth suckles and caresses, like the slowest masturbation, just enough to build it, but so slowly it takes every ounce of control not to speed up. At this speed, you know what that wondrous lover between your legs knows; once you finally climax, it will feel more intense than any other way you’ve masturbated before. But it won’t stop or speed up. That pace will keep you held in the grasp of that orgasm for the longest time possible.
That’s it, get ready for it. You know it’s coming…
Just for a moment, I want to be so close, close enough to almost feel what you feel, to sense the desire and anticipation, the longing. Just knowing how it’s going to feel in that exact same place, the sensations that will stem from right here.
Right now, at the height of eroticism, there is no you or I. There is simply just a single entity of pleasure. To freeze this moment indefinitely, if only it weren’t so unbearable to hold.
Just let your imagination take hold, and then you’ll feel them. Those hands, gliding, teasing, trailing, pinching, feeling them linger on those places your own want to press against. The gyration of your hips, the moans of your arousal, the stiffness of your nipples, the beating of your heart getting faster and faster; none of it is under your control. Those fingertips will draw it all from you and more.
Take those most sensuous thoughts and exotic dreams, those most erotic fantasies and pleasurable desires, and turn them into your own little reality.
I love your site. Just reading about what the women are experiencing during these tests makes me wet and throb with desire. I am so jealous of these girls. 😉
Thank you. I plan to create many more to showcase the various levels of pleasure one can bring about, and the kind of things you can fantasise about so vividly.
I think if I ever heard your voice, no matter where. I would automatically become submissive and drop to my knees for you, you’re my dream dom. 😍
Hopefully, the future audio teases have you fantasising about that scenario much much more. Having me restraining you and then whispering to you exactly what I’ll be doing to you, just the words alone making you shiver in delight.
I wandered onto your site almost by accident (if Googling ‘female edging challenges’ could ever be considered accidental 😁). You have created quite the corner of the internet here, I love it! I listened to the first person female edging video – I’m not sure I’ve ever orgasmed so hard. Thanks for the work you put into this site 🙂
Just a glitch, she thought to herself, hoping. The buzzing once again slowly built up after that abrupt halt. The internet feed continued, so there didn’t seem to be any power outage; she thought that it must have been a malfunction of the Sybian vibrator’s program. It turned her on more than anything to know so many people were watching her in this state of pleasure, ready to see her orgasm over and over again. She had always been so sensitive, so easy to bring to orgasm. Little did she know that the purpose of the set was quite the opposite.
Does feeling that length within your palm make you that little wetter? Feeling it pulse to your touch. You can imagine how it would feel sliding right where these fingers are. I can feel how it turns you on as well to know that it doesn’t stop even when you try to push that hand away. Letting you know that when this pulsing, swollen cock replaces those fingers, there won’t be any way to hold it back.
For so long, you’ll think that it’s about teasing you. You’ll think that is why I restrained you. Those delicious little moments when you sway those hips and tense that cute ass of yours, hoping to entice me to let you come. Perhaps in those minutes, while you aren’t quite teetering on the brink, you’ll wonder whether you’ll handle the orgasm to follow, whether I’ll push you too much, but that passes; your need to orgasm pushes all else aside.
It’s during those most intense periods when it’s hard to tell whether that shine to your skin is still just from the massage oil or from sweat; that is when the real begging starts. But it is just before the first orgasm hits you, just when my fingers slip within you, that you realise that the bonds that hold you are going to feel just that bit tighter very soon.
At first, you don’t pull so hard, simply caught up in the pure rapture that encases you. However, when you come down and realise it isn’t stopping, then you know there’s no going back. They feel so tight around your wrists and legs, as if every orgasm tightens them just that little more as if it’s the rope itself that wants to torture you. No matter whether it is the fingers or the vibrator working your pussy to a frenzy over and over again, every time you orgasm, your sex feels just that little more exposed and helpless.
You keep asking yourself the question whether, after I have used the vibrator and after I’ve used my fingers to make you scream out, I’ll let you go. You should instead be asking yourself, once she’s used the vibrator and her fingers on me, will she then use her mouth?
After all, why do you think I restrained you so securely like this?
When things escalate, when the teasing becomes a little too much, sometimes you need to be reminded that you need to control your desires. I know you want these fingers to explore you. I know you want to be stripped and toyed with. Perhaps, if you’re a good girl, once we’ve taken a few photos, you’ll get a little of what you crave.
Tantalizm is a place for edging and teasing content – focused on recommended stories, videos and games that centre around slow erotic build-up and orgasm denial.
Instead of featuring outside content and links on PleasureTorture, you will find any ‘favourite’ content by other writers and creators on Tantalizm. This will keep PleasureTorture focused solely on the original stories and content.
The ‘orgasm roulette’ button will also give entirely random instructions for edging yourself – with the small chance of receiving permission to orgasm if you are lucky (or, if very unlucky, a ruined orgasm).
The forum is also active. It is still in the early stages. Here you can add any of your own recommendations, questions or thoughts. It is entirely anonymous unless you wish to add a username to posts. It will be a way o build a safe teasing community.
I hope you enjoy Tantalizm.com. This will keep PleasureTorture solely focused on original content, and allow for all recommendations of outside stories/videos/audio to be housed in a separate place for easy access.