Posted by critmk on October 03, 2001 at 06:55:15:
Gentlemen,
It's not about the penetration and ejaculation. It's all about build-up. Here's a little nonviolent excerpt from "The Scamming Stewardess," a snuff/necro novel I'm about to finish. It describes the sort of thing I do to my dear wife all the time (except for the shackle at the end; also, as a rule, I don't murder her two best friends and then kidnap her first, as happens in the story).
I recommend trying the techniques sketched below with someone you love, or at least like a lot. Guaranteed to work or double your money back.
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At 10:30 p.m., Leona climbed into a taxi for the long ride out to the ultramodern Amari Airport Hotel. Dominic leaned down to the window, and kissed her deeply. She whispered into his ear: “Have fun with Linda tonight. Give her one last great fuck before she dies.”
Dominic watched the taxi drive away and wondered at his luck in finding such a woman. He walked the dazed and obedient Linda the few blocks to his room at the Viengtai Hotel.
He gently stripped the pink summer dress, bra and panties from Linda, then removed his own clothes. He led her to the shower and washed her luxuriously. He massaged the lather across her back; she began to relax under his hands.
He patiently toweled her dry, ushered her to the bed, and rubbed her down with lotion from head to toe. She was beginning to surrender to the pleasure of the way he rolled her hard nipples between his fingers. She directed his right hand to her labia, which swelled and moistened at his deft rhythmic touch. He drew rings round her nipples with his tongue and bit them gently. He increased the speed and pressure of his middle finger as it slid between her thighs, then pressed upon the length of her slit.
She gasped when he found her clit and panted and bucked in rhythm as he worked it hard and fast with his hand. All the pent-up tensions of her terrible, surrealistic day were welling up for release in her building orgasm. Linda moaned as Dominic kissed his way from her breasts to her navel. He tongue-stroked her labia then took them into his mouth and sucked and kissed them, and felt them swell even more. Her juices were flowing now; when he tongued her clit, she tensed and quivered as if charged with electric current.
Dominic tortured her by pulling back and delaying her orgasm and restraining her from masturbating. He turned her over and pulled her up to her knees. She moaned loudly when he entered her forcefully from behind and went quite mad he reached round and stroked her clit in time with the thrusting of his penis.
Her body clenched and trembled and released everything in an orgasm that peaked as his cum streamed into her body. After a series of jolting, staccato exhalations, she caught her breath and settled into a sublime rest. Within five minutes, she tumbled into the white cloud of a deep dreamless, sleep.
Dominic rose and gently shackled her ankle to the bed frame and moved the phone well out of her reach. He settled into the couch on the far wall and drifted into the semi-alert state of half-rest that had served as sleep for him since he’d gotten into the murder business 25 years before.