Beading arrangements I must admit I was impressed as soon as I set eyes on him. The wrist tightly bound together with a piece of rope, which was fixed to the ceiling by a single brass wire. His legs were drawn back to his ass with another piece of rope pulled over brass loop, keeping them firmly in place. Hung like that, suspended in the air, his body an imbalanced form "U". His knees lowest limb to about three meters from the floor. He was dressed only in a pair of matte black hip briefs. I stood there for a moment, admiring it. I watched a bead of sweat roll down her forehead, chin, neck and chest, and come to rest on his abs. On gleamed softly in the dim white light. He produced a little noise, except for the cacophony of breath and saliva passes gag every few seconds. Yes, it was really cool pattern. But there was more half-naked and bound character than was apparent at first glance. You know, in the last 24 hours, two of my co-workers worked in shifts to prepare him. Their task was simple: to keep his body into a state of euphoria despair, the type that only a man can experience. They were instructed to manipulate his sexual organ, using a variety of tools and techniques; to him to demand that the final push to orgasm - blowing that would not come. For hours worked on his body, touching and rubbing and licking and fondling, until he was physically unable to take much more. Now, finally it was my turn. However, my task was quite different: to deliver the most electrifying, full episode orgasm of her life. This is a task I performed for a variety of clients in my three years doing this work, and it is one in which I became very proficient. These people, mostly quietly rich and demanding absolute discretion; just get me through word of mouth. The agreement is always the same: we both remain anonymous client wires considerable amount of money, and I, along with my trusted pair of companions bring to the world of orgasm intoxication likes that most people are able to experience. Many years ago, I found that by holding the man on the platform orgasm for many hours, it is possible to push him into a state of almost unbearable sexual euphoria. Most men are able to do this alone, because the body is the primary desire climax too large, especially during the more than an hour or two. By having him bound and gagged, and working in shifts to the edge of his non-stop for more than 24 hours, we remove these obstacles. I was very pleased to get to work on this one. His Falometrickà ½ a graph that shows the closeness of man to orgasm during a certain time period, it was found that my colleagues held him within 20 seconds of orgasm for more than four of the last five hours. To put it in context, most people can remain only 60 seconds after orgasm longer. Or to put it another way: he was professionally worked on the extreme limits of the male body . His eyes widened and he looked at me as I approached. I knew that I had to be careful not to built-up tensions subside; he had reached up to a minute without any stimulation. So I reached for the bulge that was occupying his pants and grabbed it with my thumb and two fingers. A deep, muffled groan
arose from his neck, when I began gently squeeze. His underwear was wet with precum. I pressed more, as he gave another groan, his hips and shook briefly. It was clear what was happening to him: his body wanted to achieve orgasm, which eluded it for so long . I let go crotch and walked to my table toys. My experience in male pleasure has allowed me to develop a range of tailor-made toys unlike anything on the market today. I usually try to use all of them to the client; Each of them brings a unique kind of pleasure to your genitals. To measure the intensity of feelings flowing through his most intimate parts of my colleagues have it connected to a computer running software plethysmography. One sensor connected to one of his legs was all that was needed; from this single entry, the computer is able to measure the amount of blood flowing to the penis, and more importantly, Falometrickà ½ chart representing the excitement level. At that moment, despite significantly reduced stimulation, the chart showed that he was still at a much higher level of excitement than the average male seconds before orgasm emission phases. Simply put, he was still very much ready to cum. I picked up six silicone adhesive electrodes from the table. Anyone who has been thinly coated with a conductive gel that amplifies electrical current. I have one on each side of his lower abs, the other two on his inner thighs, and the last two on the bottom. The electrodes were connected to a sixchannel e-stim electric field, which was connected to the computer. The aim of this arrangement is that the client is in a constant state of high excitement. When using the external stimulation, automatically returns power to avoid pushing him over the edge. The computer responds immediately to changes in the size of the penis and excitement, and apply just enough power to maintain their orgasmic platform - which is exactly what was happening to him when I pressed the button to start the unit. He left with a much deeper, longer moan this time. I heard the desperation and intense pleasure from it. At this point, the bulge was rising strongly, his penis is desperately trying to escape from the clutches of a tight pair of designer pants. But I was not ready to release quite yet. I picked up a toy that is specially designed to be applied to a man in his underwear. The toy I picked up a bowl-shaped suckers based on dual 8000 RPM motors. To put that in perspective, the Hitachi Magic Wand is capable of 6000 revolutions per minute. I said that it is intended for use on the underwear, because naked use generally results in uncontrollable orgasmic contractions within 4-5 seconds. The damping effect of underwear extends this period to 12 seconds at full power - and the state of moderate arousal. Fortunately, the computer controls the power with precise timing, and is reduced to zero, if necessary. I pushed the cup against his crotch protrouding and apply suction so it stays in place. S pressed again began humming away, initially teased at low speed. He left with a quick, gentle moan. The real power of this toy is its ability to stimulate the production of precum at lower speeds. So I allowed him to take it slowly escalate over the next few minutes. After a short time, the frequency of his moans increased. I felt like it was a good time to remind him of our agreement. "There is one rule while I am in this room. You cum, it will be a very pleasant experience of your life, but you do if you think you're ready. No. ago. Your task is to keep for life. Clear? " He groaned loudly, "Mm-hmm" in acknowledgment that turned into another groan. I used the remote control to increase performance. He was pushing more on the cup. Not many men have experienced this level of pleasure while wearing a pair of panties. After a few minutes, the computer completely cut power. He started beating, pumping his ass in the air. I knew exactly what he was
doing - trying to rub his soft glans against the inside of his precum slippery panties continue stimulation. It was only a short walk from the orgasm, panting and shaking like a mad animal. I removed the cup and gently massage his bulge. It was time to see the bundle of joy you brought for me to play. With few clothes scissors, I sliced â  â  off her panties and tore them to the ground. Dark, 6.5 "long penis jumped out of the pod, with bulging veins running along its length. His balls were shaved smooth and tightly hugged his weaknesses. On average size, it was not anything to write home about, but we quickly remedied. I did not want to touch it anymore. The next stage was very important. The bigger the penis, the larger area to stimulate and delight more can I say to a man. I picked up the pump from the table. This is no ordinary penis pump. Before using is filled with a unique hydrogel that stimulates rapid growth of temporary penis, and is powered by an electric motor, which can significantly increase the size of the erect penis in a few minutes. So I filled it with hydrogel and put it on him, closing the vacuum seal and power supply. Although it's magic, I teased him exposed balls by using a soft brush coated in powdered stimulant. The aim of this was to please not tickle, and it worked surprisingly well: many people do not react strongly, but this became very excited when I manipulated his scrotum with a brush. It helped that he was still covered with a thin layer of its own precum. It did not take long for the computer to sound notifications, let me know that he grew up to 8.5 "long and 6" in circumference. It was enough, so I removed the pump and stopped the delight of his balls. Hydrogel usually causes the penis to maintain an enlarged size for two hours, so I knew that we had plenty of time to play. It was time for him to hand stimulation. While toys are incredibly fun to use, what I like more than anything else during these meetings is to test their own skills in piping man. I picked up the bottle from the table. Inside was a combination product containing a silky smooth lubricant and stimulant designed to penetrate into the tissues of the penis and achieve the very core of the glans and the shaft. I dumped a sufficient amount into the palm and began to massage it into your organ enlargement. With both hands, I started slowly, but steadily working to make sure you go all the way down his shaft and up across his glans. His excitement level quickly jumped as lube stimulant increases the sensitivity of the already sensitive areas, and released its most primordial moan even more saliva drops to the floor as he failed to control drooling at the sudden increase pleasure. I pumped more trust him to continue to hold cum inside his swollen balls. It was a truly amazing spectacle, pulsating in my hands, dripping more precum which quickly got mixed into lubricant. I noticed that it was a good height for fellatio, but decided he needed more manual stimulation before he was ready for it. So I raised the stakes. I started to pump more, forcing him to moan louder with each stroke. He started singing, trying to beg, but all that came out was a string of unintelligible moans and "oh" s coming from deep in his throat. I removed the gag to hear him beg for mercy. And please do. "I'm going to cum if you do it!" cried the groaning. I could tell that even though he thought that he was unable to hold back much longer, the reality was quite different. The sound was doing; The way he was thrusting his penis into the air; amount of precum was leaking, which all told a different story. After seeing other people at this stage of the process, I knew I had plenty of fight left in him. "Please, I'm done! Let me cum!" Instead, I reattached the gag (more helpless in the middle of reasons) and blindfolded him before reaching another toy. This is one of my favorites. It fits directly over the glans, rolling material satinlaced back and forth over the head of the penis with incredible speed. The glans is the most sensitive
part of the male anatomy, this is a harrowing experience, but brings one of the most intense feelings that can feel. Some of the men, but not many can orgasm from stimulation of the glans just like rubbing his hands against the very tip. The reason the majority can not orgasm from this method is that the intensity becomes overwhelming long before they are able to ejaculate. I pushed the toy on his bulging head and started at low speeds. He immediately began bucking in a desperate attempt to escape this new and unexpected torture. I knew it might take longer, though, so I increased the speed. The material was soaked with his precum, but it was okay because it actually increases the feeling of creating unescapable cycle intensity. At this point he was dangerously close to orgasm, but I still trusted him to keep his end of the bargain by using all his power to prevent it. And give him credit, he did. Graph showing him get to explode two seconds before I was finally reduced speed, so it grunts like a pig, while saliva dribbling down his chin. His manly urge to shower me with semen only grew stronger as I gradually withdrew toy. "How was it?" I asked. On a long, deep sigh in response. His entire length was shimmering blend of lubricant oil and precum. As I walked to the table toys, six electrodes picked up where I left off, electrically stimulating the entire groin. I decided it was time to increase the ferocity of the onslaught of genital to a new level. I reached for my trusty magic wand and slid attachment to him. Unlike most attachments on the poles, which are designed for female pleasure, this is designed to wrap the entire penis from the base to the tip. It delivers 100% 6000 RPM vibrations from the wand directly on his sexual organ through hundreds of small nodules. But there's something about this Annex, which makes it unique: you can use dual wand with him. So I picked up another magic wand and slid it into the shop before pressing all the way down his shaft. Before I pressed the power button, I took a different item from the table. Small, golden bullet-shaped object with a wire attached to the same power as the electrode array Just as I expected, began to convulse and moan out loud from the moment I hit the power. Of course, the reaction was understandable: at this time was approximately 50% of the combined forces of two Hitachis used on its enlarged penis. Only one operation at low speeds is enough to reduce most men (and women, come to think of it) on his knees. Graf has shown that it does a great job holding off the impending climax, so I tested it further upping the power of 75%. When I did this, my fingers are covered by a gold bullet shaped object in a silicone lubricant and reached around to bury it deep in the ass. He cried out in surprise, which quickly turned to more excitement as it began to apply deep electrical stimulation directly to your P-spot. I watched the convulsions traveling its length. As I grew Hitachi contraption to 85%, it was obvious that no one could delay the arrival of the universeshattering orgasm much longer. But I wanted to test him; see how much fun it can take before they finally succumbed. So I began to prepare for the endgame. I removed the two wands, electrodes and increased its power to compensate. They were so good in this task by his groans after the poles were removed, as well as deep and strong as before. Without warning, I took the first five centimeters of its enormous length into her mouth and began slurping, use as much pressure as possible, flicking his incredibly sensitive glans and frenulum with my tongue. I continued this for a few minutes, stopping only to withdraw him from the cliff, which is fast approaching. Intuition taught me how to use taste and the amount of precum sense when there is an incoming burst of cum, so I this knowledge to him in a few seconds climax. Even if I did it so professionally I worked his balls and lower shaft with my fingers occasionally slipping a finger in him to push deeper electrode against the P-spot. His moans and muffled cries for mercy grew at their loudest yet. He would often suddenly froze in his mouth, only a second or two from filling my throat with the biggest load of his life. But if I did, I would just stop all
the suggestions, driving him even crazier with the desire to finally empty the massive, plump balls. Finally, after twenty-five and a half hours almost non-stop stimulation was prepared. But he was set to face quite yet. I went to some levers and reduces him to the ground before turning it upside down and placing it so that its still crowded manhood pointed directly at his face. I removed the gag and the volume of saliva flowing from the mouth, down the forehead and on the floor. He begged and moaned even more. "It is time for you to cum," I said, "but it would be wrong to burden the drain. Open your mouth." Unlike some of my previous clients seemed willing to oblige. He parted his lips, preparing for a bulky result of the last 25.5 hours down to your stomach. "We will test your stamina just one last time. Defer as long as you can, and tell me if you think you can not take any more." I just groaned adoption. I lathered his penis with more stimulus lubricant and increased force of the electrode, which caused him to vocalize fine "yes" or two. With one hand I began to work his balls, massaging the cum into his penis. With others, I pressed firmly in the beating shaft and worked on his head, rolling it between his fingers, coaxing the animal to wake from sleep. About fifteen seconds later, he said: "I'm going to cum!" I quickly moved his hand away when he protested, begging and gasping for breath. Indeed, a drop of semen emerged from the tip of his bulging, bright red, veiny head. "I'll count to twenty," I said. "If you can hold up to twenty, I will allow you to climax. If not, we go to the next thirty years." Again, just groaned. "One day," I said when I started working him even more than before. If you would like to get it for almost twenty to six hours, he had need. As I got up to thirteen, clenched as if spurt right there and then. I slowed right down and let a muffled scream. We passed fifteen, his penis is as firm as an iron rod, balls begin to push their male juices until his shaft. I slowed my precum count as flow accelerated. "Please ... I need to cum," he gasped. "Eighteen." He gasped, closer to the edge than ever before. I felt a wave of euphoria beginning to fall. "Nineteen ... hold it," I instructed. He opened his mouth wider. I felt his entire length begins to throb in his hand, his balls retract into his body. I can order directly into his open mouth, less than half a meter away. "Twenty".