Begging
Added 2021-02-06 12:58:24 +0000 UTCPleasure is a wonderful thing to get lost in, wouldn't you agree?
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You lived for this moment. Your mind reduced to a needy, helpless puddle. Barely aware, only focused on pleasure. As they play with your mind, altering, changing, making you feel so good. The need overwhelming your mind. All this pleasure, and no relief.
No thoughts in your head. But they do babble out of your mouth. Begging, pleading, for their touch. Needing their touch. You could be a much better toy for them if- if-
The vague thought disappears as their hand slowly caresses your face, slowly travelling down your body.
And for a while, you melt into the pleasure of their touch, the mindless bliss of trance, and the slow build towards release. Moaning, whimpering, you don’t know the noises you make. You are too far gone for that.
All you know is this bliss, that you can feel coalescing, building, more quickly now, until – Their hands leave your body, leaving you drifting, instantly your mouth begins begging again. But their hands do not return, not until the pleasure subsides somewhat, and then, they begin once more.
