“When I agreed that I wouldn’t let you orgasm for at least an hour after the first time you pleaded with me for it, I told you that I absolutely would not go back on my word. I don’t care how much you beg or what you offer to do, I’m going to make sure you last the entire duration. Besides, seeing as how you wore that little outfit for me, perhaps I’ll add another 30 minutes of denial on, just to make sure you get exactly what you want.”

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Hold Yourself Back (video session)

She didn’t hold back from playing with herself before our meeting, so a little tease and denial was needed. Restrained, teased and then finally overstimulated with pleasure, these are segments of a session with various edits where necessary.

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Model: Nova Gold

Stimulant E9

“No sir, we managed to apprehend the reporter before she could expose our research. She had been snooping around quite often even though we had repeatedly tried to deter her. From the notes we confiscated, it seems like our exploration into the neural stimulation chemicals was what she had planned to share with her magazine. Not to worry though, we have some inside connections with the magazine, so they won’t be publishing anything even if she does go back on her promise.

“Yes, she is still in the facility for the time being, our team are going to hold her there for a few days to give her a little experience in what she’ll be in for if she tries to cross us again. In fact, they’ve been looking for a fitting subject to test the stimulation gas on, so it has worked to our benefit. I think she’s certainly getting the message.

“No, no lasting harm at all, though I think she’ll want to do all she can to not feel it for any longer in future; currently they are testing it on her for at least one more day, regardless of her pleas for mercy.

“Yes, I do think she’s learnt her lesson, though I’d wager that they just like watching her writhe and thrust her hips a little more; I hear that being chemically turned on, to the point of near climactic pleasure, without being able to touch or feel the physical sensation of direct sexual stimulation is near maddening.

“No believe me sir, there is very little chance of her going elsewhere with the things she knows, from hearing her during the rest periods, hearing her begging and pleading over and over again to be touched and brought to orgasm, almost in tears with need, I would wager anything that she will not do a thing that could put her back in a similar position. I’ll go and check back in with them now, I look forward to seeing when they take the restraints away; the staff have told her that if she can keep her hands away from her breasts and below her waist while still being breathing in the stimulant for 30 minutes, they’ll let her masturbate herself to orgasm. I’m almost certain she’ll fail.”

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All I want is to feel your legs twitch in the overriding uncertainty of whether you can really handle what I’m making you feel.

I want you to realise as many times as possible just how helpless those cuffs around your wrists and ankles render you. I want you to be picturing from behind the blindfold all the things I’m going to do to that delicate, sensitive little place that my mouth is wreaking havoc upon, that my tongue is so tantalisingly exploring. I want your lips to soon tell me to stop, while your body writhes in the motion to ask for more. With your pussy so wet, quivering with desire and so invitingly aroused, I want to penetrate you and feel your limbs pull in vain to close around me in a bid to control the force that thrusts within you so intensely, fucking you with such ferocity and intent.

With you all to myself, I want exactly what you want, to devour you. 

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A Halloween Feast

You may try and capture their existence with cameras, but they will make their presence known far more intimately tonight. Hear the demonic whispers as on this Halloween night pleasure becomes your treat… and your nightmare. The feeling of cuffs on your wrists and hands holding you down as you sleep certainly aren’t just in your mind…

An audio/visual experiment, capturing Nova Gold taken hold by a supernatural entity on Halloween night.

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Model: Nova Gold

I want to play a game…

Welcome. I want to play a game.

For so long you have spent so many nights of your life scouring the internet for people to take control of your pleasure, to indulge you in your own fantasies to no avail. So long searching but never finding what you truly desired. Tonight, you have the opportunity to control your own dream.

The device you are strapped to can be controlled by your own voice, a powerful vibrator that can register how close you are to orgasm. Say ‘up’, and the machine will vibrate higher, say ‘down’ and it will turn down lower. The machine will automatically bring you to the edge of orgasm every 5 minutes and hold you there for 20 seconds. If you can hold yourself at a high level of arousal until the end, you will be released and you can leave. There will be no indication of how much time it will take or how long you have left. If you slow the machine down too low, or If you succumb to the need for orgasmic release, your orgasm will be cut short and the machine will begin a succession of ruined orgasms repeatedly. How many? That would be for you to find out.

Control you pleasure or let it consume you, make your choice…

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That complete loss of control, it is what you desire most.

Knowing you cannot stop that constant, burning pleasure, that near unendurable pulse of the vibrator, that relentless ache of every impending orgasm. Even the slightest give in the restraints feels almost too lenient, you want it to hold you even tighter, make you suffer even more through every agonising wave of ecstasy. That gushing, white hot pleasure that keeps you screaming isn’t enough to crush the need for more and more. Only when the flood of sensation starts to almost hurt that you feel the need to say it’s getting too much, though just as you had hoped from the beginning, there is no chance of it stopping. Your body will give out far before your mind’s need for torturous pleasure can be fulfilled. You will always suffer so much for what you love most.

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To be taken and used by a couple had long been her deepest fantasy, though now that she was in the midst of that very experience, she wondered if perhaps she’d swam too deep too soon. There was no stopping them; over and over they made her climax without rest, made her scream in rapture without pause. She had never delved into the act of forced orgasms, even though the idea seemed appetising, so to have been tied up and forced to orgasm repeatedly, no matter how much she begged them both to stop, was an overwhelming foray. They took it in turns to fuck and vibrate her dripping wet pussy, the wife torturing her clitoris until it felt like it would burst from sensitivity, while the husband penetrated her constantly convulsing entrance, feeling her thighs tremble as the change in stimulation renewed the sensitivity throughout her sex. Every time the man’s length pushed inside her fully and his pelvis pressed against her clitoris, she was reminded of the power of that vibrator and how it had devastated that little nerve filled button. Every time the woman held that vibrator steadily against her, she felt a renewed need for the man’s cock within her as her pussy convulsed in orgasmic contractions around nothing, vibrated to a trembling hot wet mess of frustrated longing.

They had spoken online for quite some time in order to safely set up their meeting, having taken all the steps to ensure absolute security and trust, though now the helpless girl had begun to worry that she wouldn’t be able to last the whole weekend with this couple. A pity for her sensitive little pussy that they were going to make sure her body was stimulated almost constantly for the entire weekend, no matter how much she believed she could endure.

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When you were dancing with me in the club, you had no idea that I’d be the thrill you were seeking. When I asked you what your name was, did you ever expect that you’d be crying out mine while I took you with such animalistic ferocity? When our hips swayed to the music on the dance-floor, did you possibly imagine that I’d be fucking you so relentlessly while your wrists were bound helplessly just the way you like, my bedroom set-up to accommodate the kinky desires you relish in? When you first saw me looking so inconspicuous amongst the crowd, did you have any idea that I’d delight in making you come until you could take no more? I’m going to fuck you until I’m certain that you’ll never forget just what I can do to you. 

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