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Kinktober #10!

Published: October 28th 2024, 10:19:00 pm

Faye had never been with someone before. She struggled to interact with others, so she spent most of her time on her own, bouncing between hobbies. She was mostly content with her life, but there was one gaping hole she wanted to fill: Having sex with someone.

Since she didn't see herself going out to talk to people any time soon, she decided to go a different route...

8 hours of heaven: A famous gloryhole establishment with nearly a hundred holes and dozens of girls. The establishment runs exclusively off donations, allowing the entire experience to be free of charge to all customers.

The girls are known for being legendary when it came to pleasure. Toys, Hand-jobs, blow-jobs, boob-jobs, even vanilla or anal. Nearly nothing was off limits for them, and their number 1 priority was to give their customers the best orgasm they've had to date, determined to even top any previous visits.

The establishment was so well known, it even had its own urban legends. Testimonials that others wanted to experience themselves:

-"Some of the holes are VIP holes with their best girls"

-"Some of the holes have multiple girls working them"

-"Some of the holes open up and they let you inside to do whatever you want with the girl behind it"

-"The girls who work their are nymphomaniacs! There is nothing they love more than pleasuring others"

-"I came so hard I passed out from pleasure, I woke up in a nude girls lap asking if I wanted to go again"

The rumors were so widespread, it made even the concept of a negative experience completely alien.

Faye figured there was no better place to experience another person for the first time. She made her way to the establishment, picking a private room. They were incased and soundproof. There were many options for shared rooms, letting customers talk with each other as they would a conversation over dinner. But she didn't want an audience for her first time.

She stripped down, feeling her heart race a bit as she looked at the hole. She leaned over, placing her mouth close to gap.

"Um, h-hello. I just wanted to tell you, I'm a... I-I've never had someone touch me before, so... I don't know if that matters, but I didn't know if I should say?" There was only silence as a response. Faye blushed. Maybe that was a stupid thing to say... Before she had a chance to change her mind, she pressed her hips to the wall, watching her cock disappear.

She waited on pins and needles, feeling herself begin to grow in anticipation. She nearly jumped when she felt a hand wrap underneath her balls. It pulled her forwards a bit, inviting her to press as deep into the hole as possible. That's when she felt a cold sensation press a ring around her unit, latching into place.

The surprise caused Faye to pull back slightly, but rather than slipping back through the rather large hole, her cock and balls seemed trapped in place. She tried to slip a finger down to the hole, barely able to feel 4 solid metal bars sprouting from a metal cock ring, holding her in place.

Faye's throat tightened. They must do this to help keep you in place when pleasuring you, she thought to herself.

Finally, Faye experienced what she was dying for. A finger trailing up her now throbbing member. Her breath stuttered from pleasure. One finger turned into a full hand, stroking her with the warmth of her precum gliding its way. Faye didn't know it was possible to feel so incredible. Compared to her own hand, it was night and day.

Faye pressed her forehead against the wall, struggling to suppress the moans that continuously swelled within her.

Her pleasure built and built, tossing her head back with a open mouth as she slipped past the edg-

Everything stopped. Faye's eyes darted open, as her hands slid across the smooth wall, searching for a way passed to her twitching cock teetering just on the edge.

"Excuse-umm I was about to cu-... E-excuse me?" The hand returned, beginning its strokes once again, albeit painfully slow. Faye let the event fade from her mind. Perhaps another girl on the other side distracted her. It didn't matter. The edge came rushing back, and she moaned as she finally-

Nothing. Faye groaned, bumping her forehead against the wall in frustration. She tried to pull out to stroke herself over, but the strange crossed cock-ring trapped her cock out of reach. She felt precum drip down her shaft as she tensed herself, trying to force herself over with contractions.

She was about to complain when warmth like she had never experienced enveloped her shaft. She nearly screamed in pleasure, feeling a tongue swirl around head before letting he shaft disappear completely within a heavenly throat.

But as quickly as it came, it vanished again. Faye whimpered, slapping her hand against the wall as she bounced on her toes, trying to shake the frustration from her body.

She lost track of how many edges came and went. Her attempts to negotiate with the vixen hidden from view melted into pleading moans and frantic slaps against the wall.

After countless edges, Faye finally felt the edge slip behind her. She moaned with relief, finally it was over-!

The hands disappeared again. Faye screamed, banging on the wall as her orgasm ruined into nothing. Ropes of cum escaping without any of the usual accompanying pleasure. Only desperation as her arousal and frustration built with every empty spurt. Her hands slid across the wall, frantically clawing for a path through, wanting nothing more than to reach down and stroke as she came. But the wall was cruel and unyielding.

The moment her cock stopped twitching. The moment cum stopped dribbling. The hands returned. Just like the edges, the torturer behind the wall began again after each one. Ruining her over. And over. And over. Each one driving her desperation to new peaks.

By the time the ruins stopped, Faye had never wanting something so badly in her life. The need to have a full orgasm was more overwhelming than her need for oxygen. The pleasure she didn't know could exist had brought her to desperation in kind. She craved it. Longed for it. Needed it. The instant her cock was out of the hole, she was going to stroke herself into oblivion...

Something ice cold pressed against her shaft. Faye's breath faltered, as the coldness spread, sending a shiver up her spine.

The frigidness pressed relentless, slowly shrinking her cock. Before Faye could comprehend what was happening, she felt the hands behind the wall work her balls and shriveled cock through a ring, and a tight lid being sealed on top.

The crossed cock-ring was finally released. Faye exploded off the wall, her hands beating her eyes to the throbbing need between her legs.

The pleasure she was expecting never came. Only the cold touch of a metal plate. Faye's eyes shot wide, looking down to see a flat cage locked over her throbbing cock. She screamed in disbelief, her hands frantically clawing and rubbing against the metal, tears swelling in her eyes as precum dribbled from her prison.

She looked at the hole, ready to peer through and and cuss out whoever was on the other side. But just as she did, a sheet of paper slipped through a hole, and cover was quickly slid in place, sealing it off.

Faye sat frozen, trying to process as she throbbed beneath the steal, leaking enough to wet streaks down her thighs.

She finally leaned forwards, grabbing the paper from the ground. One one side, was a hand drawn heart. The other, a phone number.

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8 hours of heaven. A glory hole establishment so renowned, its praises were sung by nearly everyone. The girls were said to be completely obsessed with your pleasure. Nymphomaniacs. Insatiable for their customers pleasure and satisfaction. Maybe even a little bit crazy. For almost the entirety of their patrons, this was the reality. But for that one in a million, the voices so small they were just swallowed by the praises of the masses, this was not the case. In order to keep their girls eager to please and satisfied, each one is allowed a single cock to do with as they pleased.

Each girl was a special kind of crazy. So obsessed with achieving their sexual fantasy, that they pleased thousands with insatiable excitement, waiting for their perfect cock. For Naomi? She was absolutely obsessed with frustration. Driving someone mad with need and desperation. But she eagerly made hundreds of others cum, because she didn't want to deny just anyone. She wanted her own pet virgin, and now she finally had one...

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Went a little crazy with this one, but it was a really fun prompt, and had to celebrate making it 1/3rd of the way there!! This drawing was also one I've been the most proud of in a very long time, so had to do a little extra! Even though I'm doing kinktober at a record slow pace compared to most artists, I don't think I've ever maintained a "1 full illustration per 3 days" rate of posting for a full month before! Definitely has been exhausting, but also a lot of a fun!

This was a premise I had thought of awhile ago before as well, but never actually acted on. I think the gloryhole is a really awesome type of "bondage" in a way. Whether its forced orgasms, ballbusting, edging, or virtually anything, the wall between someone and their "unit" is just such a simple but completely debilitating position that I think is awesome haha