"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."
“Don’t you remember me telling you, that if you couldn’t stay standing, your pussy would be in so much trouble? It doesn’t matter how sensitive it is, you just have to take it until I want to stop.”
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Feeling his lips pressing to her very core. He feasts on the centre of her sex, savouring the essence of pleasure itself; there is nothing more erotic, nothing more sensuous.
Continue reading“I’m going to suck on your pretty little pussy now. Do not put your hands on my head at all, whether to hold me or to push me away. Understand? If you fail, I’m tying that Hitachi wand against your clit for an hour.”
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One hour? Two hours?
How long had they tortured her like this?
Time did not seem to exist anymore, all that existed in her world was the burning need within her sex, within her very core.
“P… Please… Pleeease… Oh God… Oh God… PLEASE!!!” she begged, to no reply.
She was wary about going back with them, but she had no idea this is what they had in store for her. The seduction had been fun, incredibly erotic, yet she was unaware that this was all part of their typical ploy. Once the three women had seduced her, had her all alone with them, they knew she was all theirs.
Naked and helpless, the teasing started slow, as always. A few times being brought to the edge was an unusual experience for their targets, such intense build up stirred things within them that they had never felt before. Taken playfully at first, it isn’t long until it turns to frustration… then to need… then to desperation.
They take it in turns, continuously and unrelentingly feasting on her sex, relishing in the helpless girl’s torture.
It never takes too long until the tears start to flow; it merely makes them lick, suck, fondle and tease even more.
She moans, she screams, she begs…
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You will be the canvas to which I’ll apply every shade and stroke of pleasure.
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No matter where we go, no matter where we are…. you are mine.
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The moment your desires, your existence, your very essence, cumulates to that tender, sensitive delicacy between your thighs.
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Pleasured by nothing other than a mouth for 60 minutes while restrained.
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Trapping her arms while her legs shiver as the tongue slowly slides along, teasing cruelly and only occasionally giving a more direct, deeper contact.
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