Ahh ahh… No cumming yet. You hold it back. Now get back into position.
Tag: denial
It’s time to see how wet you are after your afternoon edgings.
Mmmm…I know I told you I’d give you a reward. Wouldn’t you know it, it’s a few more, this time at my hand. You know I can’t resist feeling your clit jump with need as my fingers graze over it in tiny circles. The way you lustily pant into my neck only spurs me on. Your arousal fuels my own.
I can feel you starting to clench even faster, babygirl. You’re not going to cum all over my fingers yet, are you?
I think it’s time to go a little slower. And gently tap your favorite vibe next to your exposed and neglected clit for awhile.
She likes to pretend like it’s hers. The real difference, of course, is that if it were actually hers, she’d let it cum.
A few more edges for me before we get out the earphones and I pump in sounds of GOOD girls cumming hard. Then I’ll use the softest of brushes to delicately tease the edges of your little clit while you listen to dozens of women getting what you won’t.
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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