The machine hums so gently. A soft, velvety vibration thrumming at the back of your mind. You know it's affecting you. You know it's changing you. But the feeling it puts inside your head is just so...
Intoxicating.
It's why you keep doing it. It's why you can't stop. It's because you don't want to. The feeling of its tendrils snaking in through your ears to wrap around the soft, delicate creases of your brain makes you shake and pant. You touch yourself frantically, desperately. Your heart thuds in your chest, beating, beating, beating in time with the waves of pleasure that assault you.
The machine turns masturbation into an experience unlike anything you could have had before. Every sensation is heightened to the point that the pleasure could make you weep. And the way the machine allows you to edge, choosing to delay your orgasm until it's finally unbearable, means that when you do allow yourself to fall over into that chasm of ecstasy, it's enhanced to a truly unimaginable level.
You actually do weep at the thought of that incredible, indescribable orgasm. Tears stream from your eyes as you fuck yourself up to the edge again.
There's a quizzical buzzing from the machine. Not so much sounds you hear as it is a sensation within your mind.
"Would you like to delay orgasm?"
"YES! Fuck yes!" You reply. You aren't ready yet. The anticipation of that orgasm drives you forward making you tremble with desire, but you don't want this time to end just yet. You want more, need more. You want to be even more desperate this time than usual.
Masturbating.
Masturbating is amazing. You love masturbating. You love masturbating while the machine thrums and hums and fucks your mind. You love to curl your toes and clench your ass and sweat and moan and shake as you masturbate to that wonderful feeling inside your head.
"Would you like to delay orgasm?"
Fuck! You're already at the edge again. "YES! Delay orgasm!" You shout desperately, even though the machine can hear your thoughts. It's still too soon. It's still not enough. You need more. More masturbation. More pleasure. More edging. More..
"Delay orgasm?"
"YES!"
You just need a little...
"Delay orgasm?"
Fuck! "YES!"
You need more time to..
"Delay orgasm?"
"GOD DAMN IT YES!"
"Delete orgasm?"
"FUCKING HELL I SAID... wait what?"
"Delete orgasm?"
Shock overtakes you and, for a moment, you're stunned out of your frantic gooning.
"N..no delay orgasm." You say tentatively.
"Delete orgasm?" The machine repeats.
What.. what is happening? It's hard to think. You're so turned on, so god damn fucking horny that your mind feels like its moving through lead. You just want to edge... you just want to...
The need slams into you like a freight train. It overwhelms your confusion, your frustration, even the small twinge of fear you were feeling and you suddenly can't ignore your body crying out at you for stimulation anymore. You reach down and begin to touch yourself again, but almost immediately pull back. You are so fucking close to that edge. You're going to fall over if you aren't careful.
"D..delay orgasm." You say in a trembling voice.
"Delete orgasm?" The machine responds.
You reach up and grab your head. You're panting, shaking, confused, horny. The sheets beneath you are soaked in sweat and smell like sex. You... you don't want to delete your orgasms... what's going on? What's happening? You want to cum... you do. Just not yet. You just need a little more time. You just need to edge forever and never cum.
Your heart jumps in your chest.
"NO!" You say out loud. You can feel the wires of the machine squirming inside your head. Your fingers press against your scalp, but the machine is inside you. Untouchable. Unreachable. Is it doing this to you? Is it making you want to be a... a...
Desperate
Frustrated
Denied
Goon stupid
Edge slut
Your heartbeat throbs between your legs.
No!
No no no, you want to cum!
You want to shake and tremble and crash down into that satisfying finale.
You want to feel your mind go blank with those unstoppable cascading waves of pleasure that crash through it when you finally release all this pent up desire.
You want to feel those amazing orgasms... as they are striped away and taken from you.
