" Please, Y/N, forgive me,"
Lisa whimpered, her voice laced with fear and arousal.
"I need you so badly, I couldn't stand the emptiness. Let me show you how much I crave your cock. I'll be such a good girl, I promise."
Her hips rocked against the vibrator, the sensations both maddening and exquisite. Lisa's eyes were wild, her gaze fixed hungrily on Y/N, silently begging for his approval, his touch, his release.
"Fuck me, Y/N"
She moaned, her words dripping with desperation.
"Use me, break me, do whatever you want. I'm yours, completely yours."
For the next three hours, until the early morning hours, Y/N exerted complete control over Lisa. He forced her to continuously fuck herself on the vibrator, denying her the release she craved with every fiber of her being.
Lisa's body moved in a desperate rhythm, the vibrations sending shockwaves of pleasure through her. Yet, no matter how close she came to the edge, Y/N refused to let her climax. Her cries of frustration and need echoed through the room, her desperation palpable.
"Please, Y/N,"
She begged, her voice hoarse from hours of moaning.
"I can't take it anymore. Let me cum, please! I'll do anything, just make me yours!"
But Y/N remained merciless, his grip on her orgasm unwavering. He watched with sadistic delight as Lisa's body trembled, her muscles clenching around the vibrator, desperate for release. The cycle of torment continued, Lisa's mind and body consumed by an all encompassing need for her master's touch.
As Y/N drifted off to sleep, leaving Lisa alone and trembling, she was acutely aware of the vibrator still buzzing relentlessly inside her. The intensity was maddening, her body aching with the need for release, but Y/N's order still echoed in her mind – she was not allowed to cum, no matter how desperate she became.
Lisa's hips rocked against the vibrator, her movements growing more erratic by the minute. Sweat beaded on her brow as she fought against the overwhelming sensations, her muscles clenching around the unyielding device. Every fiber of her being screamed for her to let go, to give in to the blissful oblivion of orgasm.
But she dared not disobey Y/N. The fear of his wrath, the knowledge that he held complete control over her, kept her from succumbing to the pleasure. Lisa was trapped in a torturous limbo, her mind and body at war with one another.
"Please,"
She whimpered, her voice barely audible.
"I can't… I need to cum, Y/N. Please, let me…"
But her pleas fell on deaf ears, ass Y/N remained asleep in his slumber. Lisa was utterly alone in her suffering, forced to endure the maddening sensations until her master designed to grant her release.
As the torment continued for the next 2-3 hours, Lisa's body was pushed to its limits. Her hips rocked against the vibrator relentlessly, the intense sensations threatening to shatter her resolve. Sweat poured down her face, her muscles quivering with the strain of holding back her climax.
Just when she felt like she couldn't take it anymore, Y/N finally stirred from his sleep. Lisa's eyes snapped to him, her expression a desperate plea for mercy. The clock on the wall read 9 a.m – she had endured this torment for hours, and her body was screaming for release.
"Y/N, please,"
She whimpered, her voice hoarse from her cries.
"I can't… I need to cum, I need it so badly. Please, let me have my release. I'll do anything, just make the pain stop."
Her hips bucked against the vibrator, the sensations almost overwhelming. Lisa was teetering on the edge, her mind and body consumed by the need for Y/N's permission to finally let go.
As the vibrator's intensity reached its peak, Lisa let out a desperate, guttural moan. Her body trembled uncontrollably, every nerve ending alight with searing pleasure. Yet, the release she craved remained tantalizingly out of reach.
"Y/N, please"