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(Continued from previous post. The first post in the series is here.) I'm wondering why you're grinning. You hover over me for what seems to be a long time. Long enough for me to start asking -- giving you a chance to interrupt the question. "What are you smiling a---aaah!" You interrupt by plunging in repeatedly. (to be continued...)

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cd ../betrayal

(Continued from previous post. The first post in the series is here.) Suddenly you pull out. My sly grin vanishes and my jaw drops at the betrayal. You've left me twisting in the wind. I start wimpering again. I whisper your name, pleading. Now you're the one with the sly grin. (to be continued...)

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cd sly/

(Continued from previous post. The first post in the series is here.) The best I can come up with is to start clenching my bottom and my rose. It feels great. I'm simultaneously getting relief from your torture and driving myself to the edge. I hear you gasp and I can almost feel your mood change. You're also getting way more stimulation than you bargained for. If you get too much, you know it's going to be all over. You won't be able to keep me prisoner much longer if I keep it up. And it looks like I'm stealing pleasure for myself. I turn my head and give you a sly grin while I clench away. The sound of the clenching and my giggling are driving you mad. (to be continued...)

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finite state machine

(Continued from previous post. The first post in the series is here.) My whimpering is louder and has gone incoherent now. You've never seen me like this before. There's a click in your mind as you decide to make a lifelong hobby out of devising new ways to get me into this state. And you wonder how spectacular the ending will be and how to delay it as long as possible. Will there be a day when you can bring me in and out of this state at will? (to be continued...)

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diff

(Continued from previous post. The first post in the series is here.) There's so much sweat that I'm getting slick. You realize that it's getting more difficult to hold on to me. It sounds like I'm coming, but you know I'm not -- you know what that feels like and this is different. Or maybe this is just a different kind of climax: a long, low, tortuous and drawn out heaven. Did your torture of me backfire? That's not my concern right nowww... (to be continued...)

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race condition

(Continued from previous post. The first post in the series is here.) The quivering and the tension in my body is causing me to sweat a little. I'm glistening and glowing. My mind is frantically searching for some way to get more stimulation. You're driving me crazy. My heart and my breathing quicken. But still you hold me down by my wrists and by your pole. (to be continued...)

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frozen

(Continued from previous post. The first post in the series is here.) I try to move and get some rhythm. But my delight at waking up impaled gradually turns to dismay as I realize you're toying with me. You're pinning me down with your muscles and I can't get more stimulation than you're allowing. I writhe and wimper, but you're merciless for several minutes. I can't use my hands because you have me by the wrists as well. My existence has been reduced to the bed and your muscle -- within and without. You can feel every quiver. (to be continued...)

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long pole in the schedule

You're watching me sleep. I'm lying face down. You can see a nice juicy bulge where my chest is pressing into the sheets. Your gaze wanders down my spine to two very delectable and perfect mounds.

I'm still sleeping peacefully as you position your morning wood and enter slowly from behind. You hear me murmer and feel me shift a little as my mind tries to encorporate this new sensation into my current dream sequence. I wake gradually, then with surprise and delight at being impaled. "Mmm... Hm? Oh!" (to be continued...)