Climax is not allowed

Shannon felt that burning stimulation that stimulated orgasm was coming. She lay moaning, totally sprawled. Her body shined with sweat as she writhed, face twisted in Ecstasy, mouth parted slightly. Her small breasts were topped with painfully hard nipples. She forgot about the cameras, about the cocky Stacy X towering over her. She moaned, feeling the pleasure increase, the orgasm growing nearer... nearer...

Then Stacy X released the button.

Shannon's eyes shot open as the pleasure stopped. What had happened? She couldn't help but groan in disappointment. Stacy X was an expert though, and could keep someone on the edge of an orgasm for hours, days even. She smiled, seeing the dissappointment Shannon couldn't hide.

Shanon, somewhat coming to her senses, struggled to rise. She managed to haul herself up on shaky limbs. she didn't cover, for she wasn't sure what her hands would do if they touched her nipples or crotch. She might loose control and have to pleasure herself then and there!

"Y... you're under... arrest..." she panted, totally out of breath, hair a ragged mess, nude body quivering. Stacy X just smiled. Shannon started to reach out, to take the control from Stacy...

When Stacy pressed the button.

"Oooh god..." Shannon moaned, falling to her knees in ecstasy. She was going to cum... but Stacy let go of the button.

Right on the edge again, Shannon felt so desperate. Despite her humiliation, her exposure, she just wanted to pleasure herself then and there and finally cum...