“Oh God… Please stop, PLEASE…PLEEEASE!!!” She doesn’t know who or what she is screaming out to, yet her voice seems to ring out of its own accord, as if trying to stop the sensations that her own body cannot halt. She has long since given up trying to pry the panties off, any attempt to even touch her underwear seemed to make it cling even firmer around those delicate points.
Before being teased passed the point of thought, she had wondered where the bra and panties had come from, having thoughtlessly taken them from her drawer and put them on; had they been something she had bought? Or perhaps someone had planted them there? Wherever they had come from, their sole intent seemed to be to drive her to the point of madness with desire.
The panties moulded themselves around her clitoris, continuously stroking and kneading against it in ways that would have scared her were it not so intensely pleasurable; the way it nestled around the little nub stimulated her beyond imagination. The Bra meanwhile continued to knead her breasts non-stop, cupping them like the hands of a lover. The difference in sensation to that of mortal hands was that her nipples felt like they were also being licked and sucked on by hundreds of mouths all at once.
She was past the point of caring what was behind it, all that mattered was that she wanted to cum, yet still the garments were not giving her that release. For the last 2 hours they had teased her to the point of orgasm and then relented just enough to stop her from cumming, repeating the process until she was screaming and crying with need.
Time loses its meaning as her limbs feel like they are no longer her own, thrashing in desperation for an orgasm that won’t come. The silky embrace to her swollen little jewel continues to suck and roll along it, at times moving in a way to make itself vibrate directly against it, always making her scream every time. The soft material continued to cradle the folds of her sex, feeling as if unimaginably soft fingertips were trailing up and down rhythmically, never ceasing. After another hour, she clawed continuously at the bra, trying to stop the constant, cruel licking at her almost painfully stiff nipples; it does no good.
Perhaps they will let her orgasm in this hour… or perhaps the next.
Image submitted by Littleredminx
Caption/mini story PleasureTorture