Livia smiled as she noted the subject growing closer and closer to orgasm. There were signs that were unmistakable to her, from the subject’s breathing, to the sounds she made, to how her body moved, even to a faint flush she could see blooming on that lovely clear skin. It pleased her to draw it all out, letting the subject edge closer and closer to that wonderful, tension-releasing spasm only to back off at the last possible moment. She had no idea what was going through the subject’s mind, and didn’t care. Sometimes they begged for her to stop. She never did, but it was nice to hear them reduced to that. This one was not begging, though. After a while, they often begged for release as the prolonged, constant state of arousal became physically and psychologically unbearable. She rather d
