Electro-edging: This slave, grunts2, is so close, he tries to fuck the empty air. He thinks he’s going to be allowed to cum, and he tries to. But he gets a jolt that shoots him down every time he gets too close.
Fuck. I need somebody to try this with. Guessing volunteers may be hard to come by though.
One of My favorite things to do is to help people.
I know you’re overthinking everything.
I know you worry about your job, classes, friends.
I know you lay in bed at night, mind racing,
physically exhausted but mentally unable to shut down.
This is where certain kinks can really come in handy.
Such as bringing someone right to the edge of orgasm,
over and over again until they are begging,
pleading with you in desperation,
offering anything for just one orgasm….
and then I give it to them,
and another,
and another,
and another….
and I don’t stop until they aren’t thinking about anything,
until they can’t even form a coherent thought,
until their eyes roll back in their head,
and if not for the constant stimulation,
they would simply collapse,
mind quieted,
exhausted,
at peace.
Fuck yes.
Her first tour of the premises was one she would never
forget; the first taste of the torments that awaited within the University of Erotic
Artistry.The classrooms within had been what she expected, with plenty
of seminars under way exploring erotic poetry, live nude model painting classes
and lectures examining the role of sexuality within the media. What she was met
with at a room labelled ‘discipline room’
however truly made her realise the extent to which sexuality embodied everything
within the premises, both the curriculum itself as well as the punishments for
those who disobey the rules or fall behind on coursework and assignments.A lady was sat at a table, lightly adding the last details
to a beautiful, intricate painting of female genitalia. Wondering how doing
this painting was a punishment, the woman then turned to her and spoke.“She has been denied for over a week.”
It was then that she realised that this woman holding the
paintbrush was not the one being punished. Upon closer inspection, with a gasp
of astonishment, it became clear that this was no painting at all; a girl was
beneath the table, her genitals being painted with a flower design while she
remained as still as possible, most certainly in complete sexual agony. Having
been denied for a week, it was clear from the contractions of her pussy and the
twitches of her clitoris that those slow, teasing brush strokes were teasingly
and tormentingly pleasurable. The woman with the paintbrush seemed to take much
delight in making the girl’s swollen clitoris ache with need for more, using
her tongue and fingers to add to the cruel torture that the fine tipped
paintbrush was mercilessly invoking.Once it was over, the girl’s pussy was left alone to
convulse with the need for more. It would be another few hours of teasing
before the student would be allowed to climax. While she was shocked at the
type of punishment she was witnessing, she couldn’t help but gaze at the beauty
of the sight, unaware that it wouldn’t be long until the staff found reason to
put her through the very same scenario; the staff greatly enjoyed all the
opportunities to perfect their techniques in the most erotic of body painting.Content created by: PleasureTorture
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