Pleasure
Added 2021-07-04 11:57:51 +0000 UTCA piece about edging, and being made to feel more and more pleasure.
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You couldn’t cum, not whilst you were in this subspace they had created for you. But you could feel pleasure. So as you touched yourself, and they cooed into your ear, looking at you in such a wonderfully controlling way, your mind was beginning to buckle.
To unravel under the strain of the pleasure, which never lessened, only increased. It was like a ratchet, that was moved and pulled every time they said “pleasure”.
And they had designed your mind to be like this.
Unable to cum, but able to feel so much pleasure. So much ecstasy, that all you could focus on was the feeling of your hands, their eyes, and their voice. So good. So much pleasure. Until, finally, with one word from them, the pleasure spiked, too high, too much, and you were cumming.
