Torment me with pleasure.

I lean against the pillows, pushing my head deeper into them as I arch my hips high enough to place the wedge under my naked ass cheeks. I spread my legs wide. I love the way the coolness of the air contrasts against the heat of my cunt. My nipples harden as thoughts of you ravishing me fills my brain. I let the fantasy in my head play out slowly, dripping down over me, penetrating every iota of my being, saturating me. Your hand on my breast, my hand on my breast. Your fingers spread my swollen pussy lips…my fingers do the same. Mental images of you, laying between my thighs, looking at my ever increasing wetness drive me to the brink of insane lust. Thoughts of you, closely examining my genitals, probing my hole with your tongue only serve to push me further into some lewd, sick and twisted fantasy that I have now lost control of. My own fingers slide up and down my slit as I imagine you rubbing, spreading the slick juice of heat and arousal. My hungry cunt is empty but for the wave after wave of throbbing need, the pulsating want, the blatant desire of the slut you have made me into. I more than massage my engorged clit, I rub it hard, slap it, pinch it….just as you often do. The scent of me, a slut in heat, fills the room. My eyes are closed, yet I see you…the beast that rules me, drives me and inflames me…the beast that helped to create and form the carnally depraved and licentious bitch that I have become. I am shameless in my desire to be fucked by you, used by you and even abused by you and merely for your amusement and pleasure. For that is my pleasure as well. My body writhes and contorts. I bring myself ever closer to the edge of depravity and mental chaos in my search for release from the physical world. I need release. I need to reach that sexual crescendo…the one that propels me into sub-space, that produces a gush of euphoric flow worthy of a geyser. In my mind, your fingers work feverishly, first to lure, then to tease, and finally to pull, almost against my will, the first of several orgasms from my tormented body. Torment me more I beg. Torment me until I cannot take more. Torment me until I pass out. Torment me until I die from sheer bliss and pleasure. You made this raunchy fuck-hungry whore. Now use me!

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