beautiful ask game. what does shiggy think of overstimming.
He utilizes it like a weapon.
Ultimately, it encompasses all of his favorite aspects. Gifting someone blinding, soul rending pleasure until it overgrows like an un-weeded garden and becomes strangling. Muscles seizing and twitching at the most feather-light of touches, tears brimming in hazy, unfocused eyes. Weak little mewls- so terribly pathetic and whiny- begging him to slow down, to stop, it hurts.
He can feel you throbbing, subtle little pulses in protest to his motions. Every drag of his fingertips across your core sends you reeling, thighs thrashing in protest, chest heaving, back arching. Shaking your head and stamping your feet as if throwing your little temper tantrum will coax some semblance of boredom into him.
Bringing you to orgasm when your body still hasn't recovered from the last one he kicked you into tickles him. Your moans could easily come from agony- or ecstasy- and it's not entirely clear which. He can't even tell if it's pleasure or pain your experiencing at this point, and he's not sure he cares.
You can curl your body in an effort to protect yourself, but he has no problem holding you down and punishing you for your little act of defiance. There's no real respite in sight, not when he's found something that satisfies his sadomasochistic urges in such a lecherous way.
After all, he's not hurting you- not really. Even as you cry and beg and kick, eyes rolling and body seizing with pleasure so searing it borders on torture. He coos in your ear, mimicking your miserable little cries and mocking you in a sickly sweet voice, all thorn-thick teasing and taunts.
Eventually this gets him worked up, and he'll want to tend to his own needs as well. Unfortunately, this means using you further for the foreseeable future, since he has a tendency to draw things out. It doesn't really matter if the stimulation is intentional or not, your silky insides still shudder and clench around him so tightly that he can't help but indulge himself. You're sore and aching and so desperate for reprieve, but him? Well he's only just beginning.