Those slender digits thrust within you once again, savouring your wetness and the rocking of your hips. Something within you can’t decide whether you want to close your thighs or open them wider in a protest for more, though the restraints keeping them held in place leaves your body with no option but to obey the whims of your tormentor. In and out the fingers thrust with the wet slap of them entering the slippery folds of your sex. You feel it build once again inside you, the edge of orgasm gripping every muscle, this time the fingers simply slow down and adjust as if reading every surge of sensation in your body, keeping you held on the edge. You are left to hold the edge for 30 seconds, never going over it but never letting the intensity of need back off. Once the 30 seconds have been counted, they pull out and let you rest for 15 seconds. This is repeated another 2 times. Just as the 3rd time being edged is finished, just as the fingers pull out once again, you clench every muscle in your lower body as if preparing yourself for an orgasm.
You feel the familiar inferno whirling inside you as the fingers penetrate you, thrusting in just a little slower than before, building you up at a steadier pace, something inside you tells you that now is the time. Just as you are slowly built back to that pinnacle, the motions continue, masturbating you to the edge, and then pushing you over that cliff. The fingers do not speed up or slow down, they continue at that same speed as the volcanic orgasm which had been so pent up now erupts, making your body arch and convulse in ecstasy. The waves do not relinquish as the masturbation continues at the same pace. You feel the pace pick up as you near another pinnacle, having barely come down from the last. Held so tight in the restraints, you can do nothing but await the next surge of unrelenting pleasure that consumes you. Your legs remain spread and arms remain stretched out to pull on the restraints as the orgasm takes your breath away once more. The climax seems to go on and on, those fingers making you ride out every last morsel of pleasure, until finally, just when you feel you can take no more, they slow down and slide out of your quivering intimacy. As you catch your breath and recover, you feel the restraints being removed; in your first moments of freedom you already feel that familiar sensation, the desire to soon feel those restraints being put back on once again.
Content created by: PleasureTorture
(This is the final part of a multiple-part tease, with it all to be put together as one longer tease).