Private Show (solo challenge)

Challenge yourself to not give in… As I play with myself, edging myself, while watching you and telling you to hold back and not climax, you wonder how much more you can take.

Make sure to already have been edging or playing a little before starting, imagining me gazing upon you in the midst of your pleasure. Mutual masturbation… the perfect combination of fantasy and reality.

If you wish: try recording yourself playing along while listening to the audio and doing your best to hold back your orgasm. If you do so, and send it to me (at [email protected]) please mention in the email whether it’s for my own enjoyment, or if you’d wish to have it uploaded anonymously.

Soundgasm

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“How is it that the girls give in so easily?”

“Well, the denial we put them through makes them want it so badly, having an orgasm is all that is on their minds.”

“I still can’t imagine just not coming for a while would make someone that desperate enough to give up the chance to walk away with a grand in cash.”

“Trust me, being denied so many times really does work, especially when we promise to let them come after and not stop even after their first orgasm.”

“Hmmm, they must just be weak willed.”

“How about we put you through what they experience and see how well you cope.”

She later regretted doubting the effects such need could have…

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Star Of The Show

You could have been cautious, though perhaps you wouldn’t have done a single thing differently.

For the first few days in college, you kept to yourself as you always had. Buried in your books as if raising your head would necessitate the need to interact with the world outside of them; a safe haven from the complications and discomfort that interactions can bring. It wasn’t that you didn’t occasionally look fondly at the relationships of others around you, it’s just that the fear of the unknown wouldn’t allow you to traverse outside the safe haven of your solitude. 

‘The shy girl,’ that’s how Julia first referenced you. Few terms could make you withdraw further than being directly labelled as shy, yet the more Julia spoke to you throughout your first week in college, the more that you realised this person, who you deemed  ‘the cool girl’, wanted to befriend you. It took a little while to coax you out of your shell a little more, yet the prospect of not just making a friend, but befriending one of the most popular people in college, allowed you to feel more accepted. 

Often in the past you’d looked on, wanting to not just win people over but also be admired, yet too afraid of any imagined repercussions and confrontations to commit yourself and push past your fears of rejection. Yet here you were, the first couple of weeks of college and already friends with THE Julia. 

You had known before when people’s eyes were lingering on you, since Julia befriended you, her remarks on how attractive you are helped you not only appreciate the gazes but also meet them head on. While you weren’t quite ready to actively hang around with Julia’s clique, you couldn’t deny that the thought of being amongst the popular group was enticing. Being around Julia had helped you realise that your interests and hobbies weren’t a cause to be the outsider – she shared many of the same likings. In fact, she admired your love of reading, writing and photography. For once your pastimes weren’t making you feel like the outsider. 

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Test subject 0106

Test subject 0106:            

Test subject remains in a desperate need to climax following the administration of the DimensionStop drug. Due to her extreme reactions, I advise that the subject be restrained immediately following the study and monitored so that she does not cause any harm to herself through over-stimulation from intense masturbation. The subject had complied with the requests to not masturbate at all for the last 7 days; this coupled with the drug has caused for her to now be completely oblivious to all verbal tasks, direct conversation and feedback now that the study is in its 3rd hour. Her only focus is the need for climactic release.

It appears that aside from solely inhibiting orgasm, the effects of the drug also cause for a constant increase in the level of pleasure which the recipient is exposed to. Readings show that the subject’s levels of arousal have constantly increased while the vibrators stimulating her breasts and vaginal region have been kept in place, rather than simply plateauing after the first hour, which had previously been the case. The researcher administering the stimulation has been told to apply more force with the vibrators yet the subject still has not experienced any level of over-stimulation: this suggests that her need for orgasm has overridden the typical responses to being overstimulated.

While normally very cooperative in research, for the last 60 minutes test subject 0106 has continued to beg and scream for the test to stop and be granted the mercy of climax, all while constantly trying to move her body in a manner to apply greater pressure on her clitoral region in an attempt to elicit an orgasm. I propose that the subject be denied orgasmic release for another day, with testing to continue again tomorrow, with the aim to continue daily to examine how long the effects of the drug can be replicated. I suggest therefore that only after another week of testing shall the test subject be taken off the drug and be allowed to orgasm, needless to say that the orgasm she shall experience will be of an extreme intensity.

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Auction

Every time it pulls away, the desperation feels one hundred times worse.

She thought she was prepared for the auction, ready to indulge in whatever the master who had the winning bid had prepared for her, ready for a few months of luxury and erotic servitude; she couldn’t wait. 

What she had not expected however was the specifications that the auction required, for the maids who were to be auctioned off to be in a state of desperate sexual longing. To make sure they looked most appetising to the bidders, the auctioneers were thorough in making sure the only thoughts on the girls minds were the need to orgasm and the orders they’d obey to soon be allowed that release.

All that is on her mind now is the buzz of the vibrator and the unbearable pulses of longing between her thighs. Every day for the week before the auction she has been brought to the edge countless times, until she has offered anything for an orgasm or even just another jolt of pleasure that comes from being brought to the edge. Another two days until the auction, another two days of being vibrated to the brink and having it stop, repeated until she can barely think or speak. Another two days of begging for the chance to come, knowing it won’t happen, no matter how many times the words ‘please’ escape her lips. Her only problem is that the auction caters most specifically for masters who greatly enjoy denial; she will be begging for a long time to come. 

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Beg For Me

“That’s it, beg for me. Show me how much you want me to fuck you.”

No matter how much she writhed for him, no matter how much she told him how she wanted him inside her, she wouldn’t be granted her orgasm.

She had teased herself for him on webcam for the last two weeks, tormented over and over by his instructions, edging herself repeatedly until she was begging, then it would always stop. Every day for two weeks she had been left hoping and praying that he’d let her have release by the end, every day she was left in cruel denial.

“Please…Oh God PLEASE,” she cried out once he told her to pull her hands away from her lingerie, denied from touching her body at all as the pulsing need from being held on the edge was coursing through her. She was on the verge of tears with frustration, her tight lingerie was like a barrier pressing against her dripping wet, constantly twitching pussy.

“Imagine me pulling those panties away, sinking my mouth against your wet little pussy and sucking hard, devouring your clitoris while I kept you held down and helpless.”

“I’ll do anything, please.”

Again he made her edge… again he made her stop. With a look of tortured longing, her hands went back up to her shoulders, fighting desperately with her own need to thrust them back down and masturbate to the orgasm she craved. She was on the verge of tears with need, yet still she held out.

“That is all for our webcam teasing for now, you will touch yourself and keep yourself frustratingly close to the edge for the next 20 minutes, then that is all for tonight for you.” With that he was gone.

Unknown to her however, he was only 20 minutes away from her house, planning to arrive at hers now that she was so overwhelmingly desperate. Just when she would be ready to retire for bed, he’d arrive, though shortly after her moments of surprise and glee, she’d once again be reduced to a quivering wreck of despair. He would strip her fully and tie her down on the bed before continuing his cruel teasing all throughout the night; constantly tormenting her perky breasts, stiff nipples and swollen red clitoris with the slightest of touches.

Once he did finally devour her pussy, sucking her clitoris hard while his fingers penetrated her furiously, she’d be gasping for air in a torrent of pleasure. Once every inch of his shaft slid inside her, she’d be screaming for him to let her come, feeling his cock pulse every time he stopped thrusting, leaving it buried inside while she tensed so close to the edge. Though one thing would worry her… the fact that after all the teasing and denial, after all the build-up, she knew it’d be the most intense orgasm of her life, and she knew that would not be the end of it: he was going to torture her with her orgasms. 

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Endurance Massage

He’d experienced so many massages by skilled female hands before, however he never expected this masseuse would take so much joy in her work. The ‘endurance massage’ sounded intriguing, he had wanted to feel something different, something beyond the typical body rub and happy ending. After lying down on the table and having half hour spent with his naked body massaged in the warm glow of candle-lights, he wondered how this was any different to any other full body erotic massage. Once he felt cuffs wrapping around his wrists and ankles, clicking into place and pulling him spread-eagled, he realised this was indeed going to be a new experience. 

Nearly an hour later and the slow, sensual and methodical attention of the masseuse had him on the verge and begging for release. She was a true master of her craft, keeping his length pulsating and throbbing with the hardest erection he’d ever felt, yet never doing enough to relieve the tension. The more it continued, the more he could feel how much she indulged in giving so much pleasure and frustration at once, how she could see, feel and control the effect she had. Any time he tried to speak, wanting to convey his need for more, she gently told him to remain silent, that when release finally came, it would be beyond anything he’d ever felt before. The perfect orgasm. 

As his body continued to tense in anticipation for something that the masseuse was holding back from him, he wondered just how much she expected him to be able to take. Just as he was about to ask her to please finish him off, she spoke…

“Wonderful. Just continue to relax as much as you can. I actually haven’t set the timer yet, I’ll set it now… One hour.”

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Within Your Mind

Free within the confines of your mind, you can surrender yourself to your fantasies. You tease yourself to the thought of letting your lust overcome you, unconfined to thoughts of fear, doubt and security; sex is all there is.

The electric surges of pleasure flow throughout you as your body slowly succumbs to the scenarios your mind creates. The more your sex convulses to the touch of your fingertips against those soft petals of flesh, the more your imagination wanders further, deeper. Even as the pleasure builds to something more, you try to control it and hold it back, not allowing yourself the release you will soon truly crave. Hips swaying as you imagine stripping for a stranger, ready to ride that hardness your feel between your thighs, unleashing your animalistic desires, you are only just getting started…

Letting your imagination take you further than reality ever could, you fight back that need to let your fingers sink inside yourself. You relish in the thought of being put under another’s control, to be teased and tormented mercilessly.

Your hips rock as the images flash through your mind, being tied and helpless, ensnared by another woman. Her tongue torments you while you can do nothing but strain against the bondage, restrained for her desires, blindfolded to feel even more helpless while she feasts on your pussy. The slow trickle of your fingers mimic the motion of her cruel tongue, keeping you dangling on the knife edge of pleasure. No matter how much your body screams out for the mercy of an orgasm, you will wait; your fantasies have so much more in store…

Your fingers torment your delicacy at the whim of your imagination, never letting you give way to the orgasm you so desire. He returns to add to your torment, that stranger, that embodiment of male physicality, a hunger for your soft, tender, sensitive body. You feel her spread your pussy for his pulsating length, your body tensing in both your mind’s eye and in reality. Your fingers act out the cruel teasing, slipping part in and out, the tip of his cock penetrating you then pulling out just as your pussy lips quiver for more, your tight hole convulsing for the shaft that is not there. You wonder why you don’t allow yourself the release: the way your body shudders repeatedly on the brink, yearning for that sweet orgasmic eruption, yet still something within you keeps you locked within the confines of pleasure torture.

Over and over you slide in and out, feeling his cock tease you, feeling it slick with your own juices as it slips effortlessly back inside once again. You want to come so much you scream, the feeling of him thrusting in and out a few times is alone enough to nearly send you over the edge, yet still you stop yourself as his stiffness slips from within you once more.

Once you can no longer take the feeling of welling pleasure, fit to burst, you masturbate hard and fast, his cock drilling you intensely while your female captor sucks on your nipple. Having wordlessly tormented you, brought you to the edge repeatedly until your pussy was almost painful from engorged need, they give you what you want, to be fucked relentlessly. Suddenly it happens, all thoughts and images vanish, and the blank white wall of orgasm overcomes you, as if every halted climax has built up to this one moment at once.

You come, hard.

Even when it’s too much to take, when you feel as if you couldn’t possibly make yourself come any more, your fantasies continue to take hold, to push you further. However much your fingers torment your clitoris, it won’t compare to just what that tongue could do to you. You will force yourself to orgasm for as long as that cock and that mouth would force you to endure.

Within the confines of your mind, you are free to trap yourself in pleasure. Let ecstasy take hold, it will never let go.

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