The way your body responds is so erotic isn’t it? I don’t just mean the way you can come from my fingers playing with you like this. I mean because of how when you are trying so hard to concentrate on not coming for a certain period of time, that very thought is what drives you closer to that orgasm even faster. Every aspect of your body and mind, wired for the pinnacle of pleasure.

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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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She had always been his most treasured student, always a fantasy of his tucked neatly away in the depths of his mind. A gentle ebbing flame of lust, occasionally stoked by the prod of flirtatious behaviour. Though when she started to stay around longer after his lectures, he began to sense that she wanted more than just a little extra tuition. 

To get the chance to be entirely alone after school with her tutor – someone she’d been longing for ever since they’d first met – was a dream come true, especially as it was clear to her that his intentions were not innocent. He’d promised to meet her later in the evening with the keys to the gym hall, somewhere to meet with complete privacy. 

Her legs nearly buckled with giddy joy when he took instant control of the situation, pulling her into the gym and kissing her passionately, groping her body and keenly exploring every inch as if he’d been waiting for this day for a lifetime. With little time wasted, she was stripped naked before he told her that he had a surprise in store, something that she’d never forget. Overwhelmed with excitement and anticipation, she asked no questions as he thrust her down on a bench and began fastening cuffs around those succulent thighs and helpless wrists. With this display of control and determination, this man seemed so much taller and masculine than she’d ever considered before, it turned her on immensely. So many times she’d masturbated to the thought of being tied and fucked intensely by this figure of authority. 

Nearly an hour later and she still screams of all the things she’ll do to his cock if he’ll just let her recover from the last orgasm, she says the same thing after every orgasm, it never seems to take very long for the next to come. When he had been setting the vibrators and the fucking machine in place earlier, she was too turned on to wonder just what he had in store, she hadn’t expected that his most well kept desire was one simple thing… to bring her to tears of pleasure. Every orgasm is a new level of torture, though with every shudder and jerk of her body that each climax causes, the vibrators are too tightly locked in place to relent in their torment of her overstimulated clitoris. That swollen red button is so engorged that the vibrators seem to have trapped it, though they had been turned to just the right setting to prevent the vibrations from being strong enough to desensitize that little bud full of nerve endings.

Her tutor simply watches with intent, such admiration of her gorgeous frame constantly shuddering in the fury of orgasmic bliss. The machine will not stop fucking her until he turns it off, which he has no intention of doing for a while to come. He’d rather simply watch something he’d fantasised about for so long, to see such a beautiful creature be penetrated beyond her wildest dreams, to know that she will never forget this moment, the night when she was forced to orgasm until passing out. Restrained and made to endure the constant pulsating pleasure agonizingly coursing through her clitoris, which seemed to visibly plead with its angry red shade for it all to stop. Every second the dildo slipped in and out of her hot, dripping wet entrance, he imagined his own length thrusting inside, watching it sink into her depths as she moaned for him.

When she did finally pass out, he’d then allow it to finally stop, to let her recover and regain herself for a moment before at last giving her what she came for, his own body. With every thrust into her hypersensitive sex, she’d feel intensity unlike ever before. Finally he’d be just where he’s always wanted to be… locked deep within her fantasies, the kind of fantasies that take hold and never let go. They’ll be spending a lot of time together here in future. 

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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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Telepath C23P: The Interrogation

How will you cope as you try and withstand the cruel torments of The Facility. Try to hold out as the threat of teasing, edging orgasm denial and more await you.

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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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“The physicality of those restraints. To think about nothing else but those cuffs curled tightly around your wrists, knowing that when I’m thrusting hard into you from behind – when you are about to tell me it is too much, that you need that deep and intense pounding to stop – those restraints are what will make sure that you can’t stop me from taking you for as long as I desire.”

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They’d met at the club, an instant attraction becoming a magnet for her long neglected longings; she knew this blonde haired woman could indulge her in the fantasies that had persisted so often in her life. The rest of the night had been a whirlwind of lights and motion, the white noise of music and drinks serving as a tunnel towards the sole goal of getting back to this woman’s house. Once there, all pretences were abandoned, this night was to be dedicated solely to the exploration of her sexuality. 

The cuffs and blindfold were an unexpected treat; with her wrists and ankles restrained, she’d finally truly experience what it was to be at the mercy of another woman’s lust. Once those fingers delved deeply within her tenderness and those lips clamped around the jewel of her sex, she soon came to realise that not only did this woman understand every aspect of her femininity so well, she would also feel the true savage desire of a woman who knew exactly how far a girl can be pushed into sexual ecstasy. No matter how much she screamed and told the blonde tormentor that it was too much, that she was too sensitive from coming, she would not relent. The constant sucking and thrusting of those slender fingers made her overstimulated body tremble, her fingers clasping and tensing in a futile bid to claw away from the overbearing pleasure. She thought that tonight would be her little exploration, though it turned out that she herself was the one being explored most thoroughly. Those restraints made sure that she’d come to realise just how much she could be made to scream from orgasms. 

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