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Forcedorgasm Erotic Flash Fiction

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Short erotic flash fiction for readers in a Forcedorgasm mood, gathered into one place so you can pick a complete story and keep moving.

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Never Stop Cumming

Mia Sumner It never stops. The vibrations spreading through your body, centered on your pussy. Your arms and legs bound. The wand, on full power, pressed against your mound. No way to remove it, no way to end the tormenting ecstasy. How long has it been? How many times have you cum now? Your body drenched in sweat. The muscles in your legs, your stomach, aching from the constant tense and release. How much more can your body take before your mind breaks? The orgasms blend into each other. No time to recover from the last before the next one is upon you. Pleasure mixed with pain as your exhausted body struggles to meet the relentless demands of the wand between your legs. You can’t fight it. Cum. Cum again. Don’t stop cumming. The wand will grind your brains to mush, sending shuddering, irresistible pleasure through your body until the battery dies. And then… will they finally free you? Or will you beg for more, your mind so broken that nothing but a craving for the euphoria of orgasm is left?…

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Dark Elven Desires Part 3: The Elf Queen’s Hunger

Darrick moaned, his sweat covered body hanging limp against the ropes that bound him. The… thing… inside him pulsed and his cock throbbed with each movement. How long had it been now? He had no measure for time, here in the dark in a perpetual state of arousal. He could feel the thing growing inside him though, bigger, thicker, longer. What had the elf said, feeding?

Whatever the dark elf had planted in him was slowly feeding off his sexual energy siphoning just enough to stop him from cumming and oh god at this point he wanted to cum while using it to grow. The desire to cum overwhelmed him, he wanted it like there was nothing more important in the entire world. He should be grateful he supposed that she had not stayed to watch his humiliating as the thing pumped in his ass reducing him to a moaning, writhing animal.

A small part of him still fought, still wondered what her goal was. What purpose beyond sheer torment this magic served. But that part of his brain shrank with each thrust and pulse from the thing in his ass. His brain wandered, semi-delirious. Lizbeth, he had done this for Lizbeth, thank the gods that she could not see him now. He let out a low groan, so helpless and defeated. He just wanted it to be over. He just wanted to cum.

That familiar low, seductive laugh followed his groan like a distorted echo. There was an earthy richness to it that oozed sex and degradation. His tormentor was back.

“I think we’re ready now aren’t we pretty, pretty.” She said, her cool hands so gentle on his sweat-soaked back. It shouldn’t feel good, but it did. He shouldn’t crave her touch, but oh he did. “Beg for me human.”…

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