hypnoticdominant:

“Nnnngghhhaaaaauuuggh!”

Each time you cum another orgasm is immediately building up inside of you. It’s too much. It’s too intense. But it doesn’t matter. The machine doesn’t care.

You are riding something that most people use as a tool for self-pleasure. I am making you submit to it as part of your submission to me. You are not in control. No relief is coming.

You gasp and moan. You arch your back and then slouch forward. You ride and then you hang limply and helplessly. Your mouth hangs open. You are covered in sweat and your hair is matted on your face. Your eyes communicate your defeat and surrender. You jerk and twist as the pleasure overloads every muscle in your body.

You feel perfectly full. The shaft rotates and vibrates setting off every nerve ending inside of you. It brings a symphony of pleasure that completely overwhelms you. It pushes right against your g-spot again and again with a relentless consistency. You feel another crescendo building.  

“Oh god … I … I can’t … “

It doesn’t matter what you think. That’s the point. I use this machine to push you to a state where you can’t think at all. Each orgasm fries your mind a little further, shutting down your thoughts before you can ever manage to fully reboot them. In a few minutes you won’t be able to spell your own name. A few minutes after that you might not remember it all.

Until then, I will continue to sit and watch the machine tame you.

I will watch and relish the sight of you giving up.  

atomicsins:

…………….being forced to hold a big toy inside you all day and feeling it pushing further in every time you sit down, getting more and more helplessly turned on every time it moves, having to discreetly adjust it and try not to moan or mindlessly start rubbing one out?? aesthetic

atomicsins:

imagine:

your big hot bully roommate™ pins down your arms while her equally big, hot and bullyish friend sits between your thighs, edging you with a magic wand vibe until you’re begging them to let you cum, only for them to laugh and clasp a hand over your mouth to smother your pleas as they keep tormenting you

atomicsins:

hot thing #7654348: long-term denial with a set date where you get to cum, but the date keeps getting pushed further away

“hey, honey, i know i said you’d get to cum tomorrow, but it’d really make me happy if you waited just a little longer. please? oh, you’re so good!”

“you’re just too cute like this… how about another week?”

“you’ve taken a month like a champ, surely another few weeks couldn’t hurt. don’t you just love how it feels? you must love not getting to cum…”

“dang, i wanted to make you cum with your favourite vibe but it just broke. i’ve ordered a new one, but it’ll be here, hmm, next week. you don’t mind, right?”

“i know you’re on the edge, but… you don’t really need to cum, do you?”

until you might as well just not cum at all ♥

denied-and-dripping:

Keep edging, pet. After all this time of no-touch, I know you’re eager to play with that hole between your legs. But tonight isn’t about an orgasm. It’s about edging and denial. You will make that pussy drool and weep out of sheer desperation, but you will not cum. You have until midnight tonight to edge your pussy. I want one hand constantly on your cunt. You may slow down your touching, but you may not stop. And you may not cum.