ladyminxlove:teazdndenied: “Please no,” he whispered to himself at the sound of the appr
ladyminxlove:teazdndenied: “Please no,” he whispered to himself at the sound of the approaching heels clicking on the wooden steps. “Please no more….” For a moment his limbs instinctively strained against the bonds that held him secured to the four corners of the bed, only to remember they were already so weakened from his earlier struggles that he had nowhere near enough strength to break their hold. He’d lost track long ago of how long he had been here. Or how many women there had been. All he knew was that if he didn’t cum soon his body was surely going to internally combust from the agonizing ache in his cum-filled balls and the unbearable pressure building in his swollen cock. A seemingly endless stream of seductresses… fellatrixes… cockteases… masturbatrixes had been focusing their skills and attention on him. Always working in pairs. Pleasuring him…. Arousing him…. Working his body to the brink of explosion, then cruelly denying him his relief. Over and over and over…. Subjecting him with pleasures that were never fulfilled…. pressure that was never released… maddeningly close orgasms that could never quite be reached. For a moment his two tormentresses simply stood in the doorway, hips cocked provocatively, breasts gently heaving, savoring the anguished desperation on their captive’s face. When they joined him on the bed, stretching out along either side of him so their soft curves pressed against him even their nearness was nearly more than he could take. Shamelessly he pleaded, “Please, let me cum…. I’m begging you. I’ll do anything you want, just please… let me cum??” Already their bodies were gently writhing against him, their lips kissing his neck, tongues teasing his ears, soft hands sinuously snaking down his trembling body toward their defenseless target. Soft voices murmured in his ears, “We can’t do that, baby…. you’re not allowed… she wants us to make it worse for you… she wants to watch you break…” Almost on the verge of tears as he feels a soft hand gently encircle his cock, slowly stroking him back toward the edge he whimpers, “W-why?…. why are you doing this to me?….” “….. because we can…. it’s what she wants…. and it turns her on…. ” *********** And from her bedroom on the opposite side of the country a woman purrs with delight at what is by far the most enjoyable Zoom call she’s experienced during these unusual, challenging times. Her fingers idly toy with her aroused nipple as she watches the two vixens team together with the utmost patience and skill, working her long distance lover toward the brink of eruption yet again. Once there, just like the others before them they will keep him cruelly teetering on the plateau… never letting his arousal waver, yet never allowing him to tumble over the edge… keeping him balanced just at the precipice of relief that is agonizingly close, yet will never be reached. Long distance relationships can be challenging enough under normal circumstances, especially a relationship like theirs that is filled with sensual games of tease and denial. Still, she was a resourceful woman. With a bit of persistence and determination anything was possible, even if perhaps it required the use of technology and a bit of outsourcing. Her sexual core is warm and moist as she watches this poor man suffer such sweet erotic torments at the hands of these two seductresses. She laughs softly at his pleas, purrs with lust at the sight of his weeping cock, and cries out in pleasure as she enjoys yet another orgasm of her own. And when her eyes eventually refocus on the large HD screen on her bedroom wall she sympathetically purrs, “Oh sweetheart, you poor thing…,” his need and desperation palpable as he lies bound between the two women who are seemingly intent on driving him toward certain sexual madness. Picking up her phone from her nightstand she sends a text. Moments later a woman temporarily pauses her merciless erotic teasing of their helpless captive, picking up a phone that lies on the nearby nightstand. She smiles softly as she reads their latest instructions. “Perfect…. don’t let him cum. Not yet. Make him hotter… make him harder… make him suffer.” She gives a subtle wink and a nod to her partner in crime. A moment later two soft mouths slowly descend down trembling male flesh, meeting at his waist where two skilled tongues proceed to sensually swirl and lap in tandem along quivering male hardness… the exquisite inescapable pleasure nearly provoking sobs from their desperately aroused captive. And at the sound of the man’s anguished sounds of frustration, on the other side of the country a woman watches with a soft smile, nodding approvingly. How delicious is this -- source link