for those who totally ♥ love ♥ being a tease slave
Day 29 (guess where she wants to be tormented!!!!)
{Stop your self-assfucking torture. Leave the toy in there and do not touch anywhere until told to.}
Claire has always loved tit play. While not very large, her lovely breasts are wonderfully sensitive, especially those beautiful nipples and areolae. Since well before they could really be called tits, she's loved playing with them, rubbing them against anything and everything, letting others love them. It instantly gets her horny, but it's never enough to make her cum. Heaven for her was walking around all day with either no bra or bras with the nipples cut out, so those nipples could continuously be exposed to the softly teasing joys of rubbing against whatever she was wearing over her pretty titties. Even better was spending a night dancing that way. Her helplessly exposed nipples would get so sensitive that she became insanely horny as their tender suffering continued for hours. Wearing no panties and a super-short skirt, everyone could see her aching cunt's juices running down her lovely thighs. Even though both men and women would try all evening to take her home so they could screw her silly, she would keep up the luscious self-teasing until just before the club would close. On the way out the door, she would grab 3 guys and take them back to her place. For the next few hours, they would take turns fucking her while the other two relentlessly caressed her already screamingly sensitive nipples, which made her cry from the beautiful torment as she had many orgasms. The three guys took turns filling her pussy with their cock until they were all thouroughly fucked out.
Despite how cruelly and relentlessly she or others teased and rubbed her gorgeous nipples (look at them again -- aren't they so lovely???), she never would reach the point where she would have to stop, or would tell others to leave her poor aching nipples alone. Of course, Mistress wants to be the first to find a way to bring Claire to the breaking point.
Like all the other love slaves at the party, Claire has been denied orgasm for an entire month while having to endure so many of Mistress's favorite tease torture methods, carried either by Mistress herself, one or more of her devoted slaves, or even by Claire herself. Claire **loves** teasing, but before surrendering to Mistress's beautiful torments, she never made herself wait more than a few hours. She was unable to stand how much her pussy hurt from the denial. The teasing was beautiful, but the times in between, her pussy expressed its need constantly. She loved how her unsatisfied cunt felt, but it was so intense that she was never able to keep her hands from making herself cum too early. Even though she's been Mistress's slave for two years, this is the first time she's been able to hold out for a month.
The last week of it was even worse. Mistress denied her pussy, and even her nipples, any pleasure -- no rubbing, caressing, licking, anything! They were not even permitted to rub against her clothes. Her nipples longed to be touched! Our little beauty Claire was truly suffering. That time between teasing was a whole week! She was a squirming horny mess! But she knew that if she was good, her reward would be a whole weekend of being teased and tormented. She would finally get to be at one of Mistress's legendary parties!
She's been sitting like this the past 3 hours. Large vibrators on the lowest possible setting fill and tease her pussy and her ass. She is to stay like this, hands not letting go of the chair, hips as still as possible, as everyone who passes through the room loves her nipples... and nothing else. Claire is astonished and delighted at how amazingly sensitive they are after a week of not being stimulated at all. They've never had to go even a whole day without being touched since so long ago! But now, each touch is so beautiful... and so intense!!! The past three hours have seen her gorgeous nipples get very few breaks. Her moans and squirms and shudders and whimpers and tears have delighted many of Mistress's slaves as their hands have their way with her poor nipples.
Now it's your turn. You have an hour to give her screamingly sensitive nipples every kind of loving caress you can imagine. If she can stand it for that long, she gets to escape the chair. Her poor luscious nipples will then get a break until tomorrow... and you will be in the tit teasing seat for an hour! {time to start caressing your tender little nipples now! yes, again, my beloved little tease slave! and don't you dare stop!} Your nipples are still tingling from before, and you fear that they would be so horribly sensitive that you would go crazy if you had to endure any more teasing of them! If she gives in, she has to wait another month before she gets to cum -- and she gets endless amounts of nipple torments every day.
You grab a pillow and kneel on it in front of this dreamboat. You place your open palms on those lovely areolae and rub both of her poor nipples with your palms. Her body stiffens and she grabs the chair even harder to keep her hands from trying to stop yours from making her nipples suffer the sweet nightmare of being so sensitive. Her eyes start to tear from the soft but cruel nipple torment. Her hips wriggle with horny frustration. She wishes she could be fucked now, because it was always such a nice distraction from having to focus on her screaming nipples' pleas for mercy. She knows that she has a full hour of this sensitive erotic nightmare to endure. Claire LOVES how her nipples feel -- she always has! -- but she fears that today's the day she will finally, after all these years, start begging her beloved to leave them alone.
Looking up into her sweet face, which cannot hide her erotic joy... and her distress, you blow her a kiss and softly say, "I adore you, sweet little lady! Thank you for letting me be a part of your sexy suffering this weekend. I want to give you the joys that you could never give yourself. Please let me provide you with unbearably beautiful pleasure, my beloved sister slave!" And with that you start softly but rapidly tickling both her nipples and areolae with all your fingertips while you continue your adoring upward gaze into her eyes. Her eyes well up with tears and her mouth starts to tremble. Her sad gaze pleads with you to be merciful, but you know you want to break her, too. You return to rubbing her nipples with your palms, but with more pressure as you slide your palms slowly up and down in unison in long strokes that rub her whole nipple area. Her head goes back as she moans. It's so wonderful, but it's just tooooooo much for her!!! She stares at the ceiling as she babbles, saying things like "gotta take it gotta take it gotta let my nipples suffer can't give in gotta hold on" as tears slowly start to roll down her cheeks.
You whisper up to Claire, "Please look at *me*, my sweet little tease slave! I want to love and torment *you*, not just your nipples". Slowly her head moves forward and her eyes again sadly implore you to stop. You know Claire's in agony. You want to make it even more unbearable for her. You start pulling and twirling her nipples, softly saying "I know you can't stand the torment. I know how your nipples are screaming. I want to punish them even more for being so sweetly sensitive." She starts bawling, saying through her tears, "Why are you being so mean to me, my sweet little sister? I would love you and be so kind to you! Please stop hurting me!" You pinch hard on her nipples and pull them out and up and down and side to side as you say, "I do love you, sweet sister!!!!" You keep up the rough pulling of her nips as you lean forward and start kissing and licking her heart chakra. She screams and wails as you love and torture her for several minutes. Finally, she starts begging, "please do something else!!! I'm going crazy!!!"
You reach behind her and grab a long silk scarf. Pulling it taut, you push it against her tits and slowly pull it side to side, making it rub against her nipples and areolae. She gasps, saying, "WOW! This feels sooooooooo beautiful!!! I know it won't take long before this becomes too intense, though. But I think I'll enjoy this even when it's agonizing! You are so sweet for thinking of it, my lovely sister!" Her tear-stained face looks so happy as she enjoys this form of tender nipple torture. "I wish you could feel this lovely little torment, too!", she adds. "So do I!", you answer without thinking about how such masochistic wishes get translated into beautifully cruel realities, especially at Mistress's parties.
Two of your sister slaves appear. One of them gently takes the silk scarf from your hands, kneels behind you, her knees between yours, and rubs the scarf against your breasts. Your nipples are reminded of all the beautiful attention they've been getting this evening, and of how they would be lying face-down weeping, pounding the floor with their fists begging for a break -- if they could. You would too -- if you could. The other new playmate takes the lovely scarf off from around her neck, sits behind Claire, and treats her tender titties to the same agonizing delights you were giving her. You and Claire, now both in tears, look at each other with the beautifully sad love that shared submission brings. Blowing soft kisses at each other, you wish you could kiss and embrace for real.
Your sister-tormentors see you both, and get more beautifully mean ideas. The soft silk scrubbing of your nipples ceases for a moment. Another chair, one just like hers, arrives and you are placed in the same position as she. Your tits touch, nipple to nipple to nipple to nipple. Your mouths open softly and kiss slowly and lovingly and deeply. You reach to put your hands on the tops of the poles in the back of your chair, just as she is doing with hers, but instantly you both spontaneously decide to wrap your arms around each other and embrace, holding each other as you both pull each other in. The only thing stopping you from a full heart-to-heart embrace is the chairs. You feel the heart connection just the same, though.
Your two sister slaves now give you both a treat you'll treasure forever. They slide a long silk scarf up between the chairs and between your nipples, which are pressed together. With one sister slave on each side of you, they pull the scarf side to side, tormenting both of you at the same time. With one hand, each pulls the scarf while the other hand makes sure your tits and hers, and especially your nipples, are always in the position that subjects them to the most intense and relentless motion of the scarf.
Looking into Claire's eyes, you both know that they're going to try to get one of you to give up first, and that she who surrenders will get the worse of the next torments. They want you and her to start to torment the other, so that she gives up instead of you. But you just don't want to hurt your new heartmate. You'd gladly share the sexy suffering with her. And her love-filled eyes tell you the same, that she'd rather comfort you than torment you. You continue to hug as the extended soft nipple torture continues. Each side-to-side pull of the scarf takes you both deeper into erotic agony as your poor nipples scream. You and Claire hug and weep and wail, whisper "I love you" and "we'll get through this together, my love" and other love-filled encouragements as your sisters try every way of pulling the scarf to get you, or at least one of you, to break down completely.
Time loses all meaning for you and Claire. Neither do you realize that sister slaves have started to come in from every room to see what you two are enduring. They marvel at how you're both still able to care for each other through your shared ordeal. Finally, Mistress peeks her head out from behind a door and orders your tormentors to stop. {you may take your hands away from your nipples now} You and Claire slump in relief and break down sobbing with relief. As you do, all of your surrounding sister slaves embrace you in circles of enveloping love embraces.
A few minutes of this heaven later, and you and Claire are more well-oriented and recovered. Your surrounding lovers gently fade away until just you and she are alone in the room. You gaze lovingly into each others' eyes and you softly kiss, knowing that each of you has more sweet agony in store this weekend. You help each other to your feet, and pull yourselves into a full frontal heart-to-heart standing hug that weaves your souls together. Slowly separating, you walk out of the room holding hands....