for those who totally ♥ love ♥ being a tease slave
Day 29 (party time!!!)
{Switch to tenderly but continuously caressing your nipples while you read this sweet story. Please note that his story is very long, but I think it's worth reading. If you read it, read every yummy bit of it! You may choose not to read it, but it'll cost you. If you stop reading at any time before the end of the page, go back up to the picture of this beauty. Apologize to her while you pinch your nipples HARD, and keep them like that for a full minute. Give them a rest for a minute, then pinch-torture them again in the same way. Repeat this once more, all the while telling this luscious lady how sorry you are for not being a good slave, then return to caressing your nipples -- no matter how much they want to be left alone! -- and move on to the next page.}
You squirm in horny anticipation of this weekend, when you will surrender your body, and your heart, to everyone Mistress gives you to. You will be their lover, their beloved, their toy to tenderly tease and torture by making you accept too much pleasure, their sexual and sensual pleasurer and tormentor -- but most of all you are theirs to make their deepest hopes and wishes come true. You will be pleased greatly, but much of that will be pleasure torture without any hope of orgasmic release, designed to erotically frustrate you with no hope of satisfaction. But you will please your lovemates (and playmates) all that much more. Even when you sexually torment them, you are also giving them what they have longed for, fantasized about, and prayed for. For many, you will be the gift that makes a special dream of their come true for the very first time, often doing what they've waited far too many years for. You love the chance to adore so many playmates! You truly delight in being in sexual and romantic servitude, especially to women of all ages.
Your reverie is interrupted by the reality of the car's arriving at the place Mistress has turned into the sweetest erotic dream castle, an embassy from Paradise, where every room, every corner, every single space is a temple devoted to the most beautiful ways of sharing love and erotic joy. It takes you a couple of minutes to wriggle and slide your way out of the back seat, then to struggle to get to your feet. You finally stand and face the house when you see this luscious lady at the top of the steps leading to the front door, with that tight white top and the blue-green towel wrapped around her. You have no idea what she might be wearing underneath the towel, but it doesn't matter. You take many of those erotically cruel little shuffling ladylike steps that make you feel so sensuously submissive and helpless and feminine until you're at the bottom of the stairs, then you slowly get into a kneeling position, with your knees on the first step and your hands together in a praying position in front of your heart chakra.
She tenderly looks down as you look upward into her lovely eyes, saying "Welcome, sweet little angel, to the place where your dreams will come true. How can I give you joy today, my beloved?" She sends so much kindness and love your way that she's won your heart. Softly, you reply "Please grant me the joy of worshipping you, the gift of letting me serve you with my love, sweet angel above me! I am here to adore you." Her gaze softens and her eyes start to well up with tears. You've touched her heart so deeply. Your love for each other surrounds and envelops you as your souls touch. You both adore each other with your eyes in silence for the next couple of minutes.
She slowly unties the towel and exposes herself as you see her above, saying, "My sister love slave, I surrender myself to your sweetness. Though I'm above you now, we are truly equals at heart, both in our love of love and in the joy we find in erotic submission. I present my body to receive the loving touch of your hands. All of my defenses are down; I refuse to let myself control or resist your touch. Any unclothed part of my body is open to you as my gift of love and trust. I open all my body's temples for you to delight in as they helplessly receive your adoration. My only request is for you to leave my love flower unsatisfied, yearning for the release that only completion can give her. Please bring her time and again to the edge of paradise but don't let her enter. No matter how badly tormented I might appear at the end, please know that I am also in heaven, not only from your intensely pleasurable gifts of gentle erotic torture but also from the way I abandon my body to you as my love offering. Caress me until I can't stand any more, then take me as far beyond my limits as you wish. Tenderly torture my yoni as cruelly and as thoroughly as you possibly can. Leave her aching, throbbing, quivering, and dripping with frustration. I want to feel my pussy become so intensely hot that its luscious agony spreads to my entire being, turning my whole body into a cunt that's ready... ready... oh, so much MORE than ready! Leave her so horny and so unbearably sensitive that my mind cannot escape awareness of her sensual sadness for even a second. Make me scream and weep, by making my love palace scream and weep in her unmet need. Her relentlessly sweet suffering will remind me of your love long after you've gone. I want my love slave pussy to long for you just as much as my heart will. I am here to bring you joy." Tears start rolling down your face from the beauty of her desires. "Please love me!" is her final whispered plea. You are so choked up that the only thing you can get out is, "I do."
You lean forward to shower the tops of her feet with your kisses, as your tears shower her lovely feet. You then spend well over an hour giving her every loving form of erotic touch your hands can deliver: caressing, tickling, stroking, patting, rubbing her sweet and beautifully womanly body, and tenderly invading her yoni and her rosebud with your talented fingers. You can tell how much she cherishes your body worship. You wonder why her lovely rounded breasts and her undoubtedly sensitive armpits are not available for you to adore, but that just inspires you to cherish and tease the parts of her lovely body that you can reach all the more.
It progressively becomes harder for her to keep her promise of total surrender of her body to you, especially as you start to repeatedly bring her to the edge of the orgasm, only to stop, leaving her gorgeous mature body more and more aroused and sensitized. Many times you touch her for a long time in one place, not in a way that will lead to orgasm, but in a way that cruelly arouses, and for so long that she becomes so sensitive that it gives her unbearable pleasure and softly tormenting pain, until the point where she would wish it would stop, then long, long past that point. You lovingly lead her to sexual dreamlands that she could never reach by herself. Time after time, you get her to a point of horny delirium she's never experienced in her life, only to guide her beyond that frontier to an even higher plane of erotic beauty. You can see the joy her body's delicious suffering is bringing her, and delight in how she struggles to keep her love promise to you, to let you be her erotic tour guide as her submission allows you take her across the universe of her body's desires.
You see, hear, and feel how her now well-tormented body begs and pleads for her to stop the gentle invasions of your beautifully torturing caresses, but her heart always wins, saying "Let your love sister have her way with your body for as long as she wants. See how devoted she is to serving you. She is leading you to the sensuous meadows you've longed to visit, because she can caress you long beyond the point where you would stop because you "can't stand it anymore!" You desire to be led beyond where your will alone can take you. You sought Mistress's help in making your dreams come true. The sweet little dreamboat on her knees in front of you {that is, you!}, that sweet vision of beauty and docility -- she IS your dream come true! I'll bet she wishes her softly enveloped and fashionably bound body could be in the place of yours. She's probably intensely horny. I'll bet she's been denied orgasmic release for weeks, too. {yes, yes, and yes!!} You have abandoned your body to her, so you could receive her love. Let the beautiful teasing remind you of how much you want to give her your love. Welcome her sweetness and her cruelty. Embrace the unbearable pleasure. Oh, Goddess, you can't stand a second more! And you've been beyond that point so many times! So close to screaming STOP! But as you keep your vow of your total love submission, you keep returning to a place of ever-increasing joy. You don't know if she will stop before you go insane. Can't she hear your screams and sobs and whimpers and moans? Does she want you to break your heart's promise? Don't let your body convince you to stop! She loves you. She cares about you so much. She'll know when to stop. But in some ways the beauty of the pleasure, of the submission, of the love makes you hope this will never stop. Let's be hers forever...."
Her inner struggles start escaping her lips as you continue to gently tease the hell out her. The words and parts of words slipping out of her mouth tell you just how hard she has to fight not to stop your loving cruelty. Her screaming, babbling, whining, moaning, and whimpering tell you of how you've turned her gorgeous body into her private erotic torture chamber. Each touch has such an intense effect on her. Her yoni has become especially sensitive. She's so badly in need of relief. You enjoy making her suffer the lovely pain that comes from too much pleasure. Part of you does want to see if you can break her will. You are jealous of her, but you also wonder how well you will be able to stay sane not too long from now, when YOU will be the one submissively receiving, a place you will be led to sooooo many times this weekend.
And yes, you DO love her. You care about her and identify with her. You do not want to damage her precious heart and spirit. You know that she wants to experience surrendering to your soft sexual punishment well beyond the point of erotic agony. She wants the struggle of accepting unrelenting teasing torture without the choice of when it ends for the sake of showing her love and receiving yours. But she also trusts you not to harm her. Torment her, YES! But love her completely, too! So you know it's just about time to end your tactile teasing. But you just have to give her one last burst of pussy torture first....
You gaze upward to see this precious reflection of the Goddess looking down at you. Your eyes again meet, making your hearts and souls melt together. The windows to her soul show her joy, her pain, her struggle to not only endure but welcome your gifts to her body, but most of all, they show how deep and beautiful her heart is, how full it is with love. Her love pours out of her eyes and washes over your whole being while your love shines upward to warm her heart. So connected, you start your last act of loving cruelty on her sex.
Placing all ten fingertips on her now red, hot, and searingly sensitive outer cunt lips, you set all of them to soft, rapid, desultory tickling of her vulva. Her face shows her renewed sad suffering, but also her rapturous pleasure. Her pussy might feel more abused (albeit softly so) than ever before, but it's never felt better! Her heart also feels a bit abused by how much and how long and how intensely you're making her suffer, but also delighted because you're doing precisely what she wanted you to do. She sobs and smiles at the same time. She starts to whisper over and over again, "I love you!", because that's the only reason that she's continuing to be your tease torture toy. Spontaneously you start doing the same, as you both become enveloped in an ever-expanding sphere of "I love you!"
Two of her tears fall from her face; one lands in each of your eyes. That's your signal from the Goddess that it's time. You're both moved to a reverent silence from the magic of that moment. Softly stilling your fingers then pulling them away from her thoroughly tortured love flower, you use your hands to push on the concrete you've been kneeling on all this time and rise to your feet, then carefully ascend the stairs until you are face-to-face. Your arms slowly and gently encircle her. She drops her towel on the ground and throws her arms around you, tightly holding onto you out of true joy in sharing herself with you, but also for the reassurance that your compassion and kindness can bring her. She so desperately needs all your tenderness now to restore her heart.
You're in a sweet heart-to-heart embrace for a beautifully long time. All the levels of your auras weave around each other in the most beautifully magical way. Neither of you has ever known such a warm and all-encompassing connection. You are creating an eternal bond of beauty between you, one that will always remain, even if you never have the gift of seeing each other again on this plane.
Feeling your hearts dance together, you tenderly but firmly hold each other long enough to allow her to settle back into herself. Gradually, her sobs subside, her breathing returns to normal, her mind retreats from the edge of horny insanity, and her body returns from a state of over-excited soreness and sexual suffering to a more warm and full feeling of intense horniness, one that is comfortable and wonderfully enjoyable even in its intensity. As she re-enters her space, so does your consciousness return to your sensual situation, your erotic predicament. Worshipping her through your love/torture gave you the chance to escape your agony by focusing on giving her so much. The whole experience made you so intensely horny you could scream, but the swelling of your sexual energy helped inspire you to focus more on your beloved. Now as the beauty of the arousal starts to wane, the sensual torture hurts you in its own lovingly cruel way. Your genitals and anus grow in the awareness of the pain, the kind that never hurts quite enough but is also starting to become too much. And yes, your bladder, your poor bladder that Mistress loves to sweetly punish with the uniquely luscious feelings of fullness and the pleasing torture of making her suffer by not letting her release her contents which sweetly tickle you from the inside, is starting to tell you that between the way it's starting to fill, the constant pressure of the pantyhose and the girdle, and now with the lower belly of your dreamboat pressing against it, you had better be prepared for some heavenly agony down there very soon. Now the tender urges gently come and go, being scarcely more than occasional erotic reminders of your total submission to Mistress and to everyone she lends you to, but soon they will stay, and become screamingly intense. {As a reward for reading this far, you may pee whenever you wish -- after watching the little video below. The dreamboat in the video really truly enjoys pee-holding torture, doesn't she? When you do begin to get ready to pee, whether it's now or later, try making yourself wait over and over again, just as she does. I would encourage you not to pee now, just because of how wonderful this lovely form of self-torture feels! Hold it in just as long as you can stand it... and then a little while beyond that, but from here on out, all the pee-holding and water-drinking is optional. Again, I'd love for you to try to get your bladder beautifully full by keeping your pee in and drinking more water, but, above all, do not harm yourself. This is supposed to be enjoyable torment for you. Mistress loves you, too! *blows kiss* And yes, for the dipshits who don't read this far, they won't know about the permission to pee. But don't tell them, ok? They deserve it for not obeying Mistress. They are also stupidly missing out on one of the hottest stories I've ever written.}
Slowly, her arms' squeezing lessens, becoming a soft but totally touching embrace. You both at the same time, as if acting as one, keep your embrace but pull back enough to see each other's tear-stained but supremely happy faces. Your eyes reconnect, then the connection fades as your lips and hers approach each other. They softly touch each other, causing your hearts to take wing and your genitals to again swell and ache in a new flush of horniness. You spend 5 minutes just softly rubbing your lips against each other's, amazed at how erotic even this shy but extended kiss feels. As your lips slowly tease and caress each other's, they feel so lovely, so erotically charged, almost as sweetly sexual as if they were pussy lips! Then your mouths gently open, to allow your tongues to slowly and softly dance with each other. Your tongues also ever so softly lick the lips of the love angel in your arms. Your mouths make love with each other for a full 30 minutes -- always in the same gently languid manner. You wish all kisses could be so amazingly romantic. Though the passion in each of you is rising toward the point of urgently wanting to use the entire rest of your bodies in your lovemaking NOW, neither of you is in a hurry to switch to faster and more animated love activity. Each of you loves the slowness, because it makes every touch of your lips and tongues so much more sensuously satisfying. The way you're slowly kissing is incredibly arousing and teasing, but there is no part of it that is tormenting in any way. Every moment, every motion is beautiful. You're in a land where relentlessly increasing arousal is not frustrating -- it's heavenly! You're both in a dance of giving soft sensitive affection and receiving sensations so luscious that you absolutely want to slow down to let them delight your whole being, to make yourselves receive sweetness that would be so excruciatingly teasing if it weren't so perfect. Powerful waves of arousal delicately tickle both your bodies, again and again, until you're both convinced that you've found yourselves in the most romantic and sexually playful part of heaven. And all this is because of a first kiss that you wish could last forever...
.. and it might very well have if the front door behind your dreamboat opened. You both float back to consciousness enough to notice a fellow love slave of Mistress sticking her head out the door, saying, "We're ready! The party's about to begin!" Emerging from of a kind of dreamlike trance, you both say to her in unison, "Thank you, angel!" Softly pulling back from each other as your embrace relaxes on its way towards dissolving, you lovingly look into each other's eyes and giggle like two sweet girls who got caught doing something "naughty", in the best possible sense of the word. For the two of you, the party has already had a preciously special beginning.
She bends down to pick up her purse. You both need to touch up your lipstick. Fortunately, she has some of the "screaming slut red" shade that Mistress chose for you, as well as her more understated but just as sexy lipstick. Finishing that last little feminine detail, you softly bend down and kiss her white top right in the middle of her lusciously rounded breasts, leaving a perfect set of redredred lip prints there on her heart chakra. She gasps in wide-eyed surprise and glee. She then returns the favor by doing the same for you. Her lovely lipstick prints stand out beautifully against the black sheer fabric of your softly sensuous slave dress. The lipstick goes back into her purse, followed by her towel. She knows her love slave pussy will be fair game for everyone to tease this weekend, so why not get her cunt used to being exposed and vulnerable now?
As if it were completely natural and instinctive, you hold hands like lovers who've known each other forever, and enter the house of love together....
{Spend a while at the top of the page, adoring and thanking the dreamboat in the picture. While admiring her, stop caressing your nipples for a moment and start caressing your pussy or cock until you are just a second away from cumming, then stop.
Now for those who need to pee right now, and those who want to keep waiting.... Return to caressing your nipples. I'll bet they're so sensitive by now! And keep loving them until I tell you to stop. And watch this luscious little beauty, for the whole length of the video. [ http://www.eroprofile.com/m/videos/view/N2P-DesperationPeeingStandingOnTheHotelTable ] Now you can go pee -- while still rubbing those nipples. And then continue to discover the erotic delights of Mistress's weekend love slave party.... ♥}