H-Scenes
[H-Scene Part 1]
That hands of the clock are ticking away. That, and nothing more, brings you pleasure.
Various lewd and messy things are turning around inside your head like a revolving lantern.
No matter how much you try to shake it off, they are slowly but gradually controlling your mind.
Already, the watch has started to violate you. Even more naughty thoughts are filling your mind. But. You will be kept in this state all the way through to the end. Not even a minute has passed already, right? Your perversions will grow stronger and ever stronger from here on. You will get more and more horny by the minute. Isn't it wonderful?
Now, the sound of the clock, *tick tock*, for as long as you hear the time ticking away, you can not orgasm. Now matter how aroused you are, now matter how good it feels, you can not come. You understand this very well, don't you? Now, let me intensify your imagination a bit more. To be more specific, I will implant the image of the clock raping you.
This clock, memorize it now. Where is the clock right now?... yes, sitting on your chest, ticking the time away. Feel its weight, the feeling of its cold metal touch, please memorize it. On top of its dial, the hands are turning. As it tock tocks away on your skin, it is handing down sweet ripples of pleasure. Please feel them. Yes, the ticks of this watch are firing morsels of pleasure into you. Any ordinary person wouldn't even feel the moving mechanisms of a watch. But you are a Clock Slave, so just the slightest movement is enough to be recognized as pleasure. There, feel it. The clock on your chest, the ripples of pleasure on your solar plexus are slowly, gradually and clearly spreading outwards. Your sides, your nipples, your stomach, your belly button... there, a numb feeling is wrapping up your whole body. And lastly, bit by bit, into your hands and feet.
Your shoulders, arms, elbows, and even your fingertips, they become numb, as a pleasant feeling spreads through them.
Your hips, thighs, even down to your toes, a nimble shiver is hitting them.
Even further, this tingle spreads into your neck, your face, your forehead. Theere we go, your entire skin is already covered by a pleasant feeling. Your whole body feeling a light numbing tingle, like static electricity, wrapped inside pleasant numbness. This numbness feels so good. Such a nice pleasure. You are being wrapped inside this sensation.
It feels so good that your head is loosening all by itself. Your mouth is hanging open, you take no mind if you might start to drool, or begin to breathe heavily. You are comfortably wrapped up. A mantle of pleasure, devoted only to you...
And now you remember. If the clock can cover your whole skin in such a pleasure, then surely, your erogenous zones... theeere! That is right. Your nipples and your arsehole, even your naughty parts in your groin, they are deeply swallowing this pleasure all by their own. Your nipples are throbbing from this frizzly stimulus that they stand up plump and erect. Your arsehole is shivering and quaking. And lastly, your naughty groin... fufu, who knows? Has it has already started getting wet and moist with pleasure, leaking and dripping its juices?
Your whole body is already a victim of pleasure. Your cheeks are already died brightly red, your whole body is on fire, shivering from the ticking. It is such a state. If you even were to lightly touch your erogenous zones in such a state, perhaps... fufu, but not today. I won't allow it. Touching only leads to frustration after all.
Oh yes, I should remind you, that you don't forget. Those words may never leave your mouth, okay? It might be impossible already, but if you say those words now, the pleasure would run amok, and then who knows what might happen? At the very least, you can moan loudly, but that is all. Please.
Now, wouldn't it be nice if this sweet pleasure could go on forever? You might think so, I don't really know. But, you know, fufu. This is by far not the level of pleasure you're going to stay at. Please remember what I told you. You will receive pleasure until right before the moment when you come. Yes, that feeling, right before you orgasm. That terrific sensation that makes your head inside snap and soar. Your pleasure will rise and elevate right until that moment, and stay there. A state of near orgasm, a maddening near climax. This intense pleasure stimulus will whirl around and stay in your body. Rest assured, that you will very soon receive quite a dreadful experience.
With that, let's make your pleasure even more intense. A pleasure that will grab tight onto your nerves. That's what I said, right? I'm fulfilling my promise here.
I am now going to count from 5 to zero now and then snip my fingers. Once I do, the pleasure on your skin will begin to crawl inside your muscles. The sound of the clock will not just transmit through your skin, but right down to violate your nerves. Your skin feels so good already, if the pleasure were to violate your nerves now, what happens then...? Fufu, let's find out.
5. There, anticipate it.
4. Hope for a more pleasant feeling.
3. Muscle pleasure, ravishing pleasure.
2. A Clock Slave, raped by the watch.
1. Nooow, onto a new world of pleasure.
Zero... *snip!*
Buzzzzzz, the pleasure is spreading, permeating your body, muscles, nerves, as if completely dyed in static electricity. From your toes to your forehead, your whole body, your muscles, veins, and nerves, dyed in sweet pleasure. Feels so good, so much better than before. Wrapped up in pleasure. Completely wrapped up by the pleasant clock. Every singe cell in your body is radiating with sex.
And very soon you notice, that this tingling pleasure will start to turn violent. Your nerves are numb from electrified pleasure. Just a bit stronger could make your nerves start to tremble. Here, your body is starting to jerk nervously. The core of your very body is getting numb and sore. Yes, the pleasure is too strong, you can't tell anymore if it feels good or painful. What you are receiving here is beyond pain or bliss, it is the most supreme pleasure. It feels so good that nobody could express it with words, such a pleasure is attacking you here.
But, you know, not even half the time has passed yet. We have still half way to go until you can orgasm. Your body is stirring, drooling from your mouth with a stupid face, your groin is sticky with lewd juices. And this state will go on and on for quite a while now. Are you happy? Or would you rather stop here? Do you wanna cum, climax, be released from this pleasure? Just like that?...
Fufu, as I told you, you can't. If you ever say those words, or even think about them, you would not orgasm. You would drop right down into pleasure hell.
Now, let us raise the level. The highest level of pleasure, just at the verge of orgasm. I am going to count down from 10 now. At 0, you will of course orgasm, but... fufu, you know. So I'm going to count to 1. At 1, your state will fixate. But you know that of course, don't you? With every number I count, the pleasure will get stronger and stronger. In other words, after this countdown you will arrive at 99%. The verge of orgasm, the exact last microsecond before you cum. That's where you will stay. The last bit will be straight before your eyes, like a hungry dog on a leash with food lying right before him. This will make you half crazy. Isn't it wonderful? Let's enjoy it. Well then...
10, 9, there, amplifying the pleasure.
8,7, Raising ever and ever more pleasure.
6,5, But no matter how strong it can possibly get
4,3, You still have some way to go until orgasm.
2, So let's keep you at this level, may I?
1, Yes, fix it. Right here.
Fufu, yees, stay right here in this spot for a long, long time, please. Fixed right at the verge of orgasm. Does it feel good? Or maybe painful? A sensation beyond human words is attacking you. Just a bit, a little bit more, and you could come. But here it is, a very clear, troublesome line which you must not cross, drawn right there. Please, feel it to your heart's contempt.
Now, will you please meekly accept more of this sensation, this pleasure? Let your whole body catch the blow of this sensation, please. Aching pleasure is being transmitted by the hands of the clock, as if your nerves were buzzing and quaking. Take it all. This is all your doing, without self-control. Once you accept it, all the pain will eventually change into supreme pleasure. Your skin, muscles, nerves, and lastly your erogenous zones, all the cells in your body already emitting pleasure without distinction. Pleasure over your whole body, it is all an erogenous zone. Yes, there is not a crevice in your body that isn't completely salacious anymore. Every single cell feels now just the same like your nipples, arsehole and your genitals. That's why you accept the slightest bit of stimulus as a pleasant feeling already. The rubbing of the sheets, the subtle fluctuations in the air, and lastly, the sound of the clock. Yes, now you remember. You are a Clock Slave. A sex-slave of the watch. That is why the tiny ticks of the clock feel like best pleasure in the world. Now, sharpen your ears even further. And react further and further to this pleasure.
You are at a pleasure level, which could give you an orgasm at any time. No, in any other situation, you wouldn't be surprised to come over and over again. But you will stay in this place for quite more many minutes. That's why this orgasm verge just keeps going and going. Until the hand of the clock reaches exactly 12 'o Clock, you can not orgasm. And so, you must endure this pleasure hell.
You are a sex-slave of the clock. It has changed your whole body into an erogenous zone, and it keeps teasing you as sex slave. However, there is still one thing that remains within you.
Yes, your consciousness. Your consciousness is just barely struggling to cross the line that keeps you human. But please, think very carefully about it. Once it crosses that line and you fully surrender yourself to domination of the clock, don't you wonder how good would that feel? You'd be able to accept magnificent happiness, even more splendid than before. If you devoted yourself completely to the clock, you could cast away all your ills, and accept all the pleasures and happiness of the world. You don't need to do anything. You don't have to lift a single finger, just let time give you pleasure and bring you to climax. That's the truth, isn't it?
Now that you understand, devote yourself. Devote your consciousness to the clock. It is very easy. Just concentrate on my voice and let your whole head turn empty once more. Once you do so, let the clock fill this empty head with pleasure.
Alright, let us stop the clock for now. I will count to three and snip my fingers. With that, the clock will stop for a brief moment, along with the pleasure. For a short while, you'll be liberated from this hell. Does that sound nice? Alright then,
One, two, three, yes! *snip!*
[Interval]
Phooo, the pleasure subdues. Your trembling, glowing body and moans stop. Calming down. Your body is calming down. Let the pleasure subdue. Phooo, be at ease.
Now to quiet your heart. Breathe easily, you can take a short rest now. After you let the clock into your consciousness, the pleasure will return once again. But now, be at ease, more and more. Let your mind and body calm down as much as you like. Phoo, phooo, settling down further.
Now with your mind and body refreshed, I will tell you the rest of my fairy tale. Yes, the secret about that clock.
It is true, I was given that clock by my mother. Unsurprisingly, it used to be just a common pocket watch. But, as my mother was on the brink of death, a curse was put upon the clock, changing it into an abominable thing. Yes, it was my mother's love to me. Her excessive love. My mother loved me. She loved, loved me so extremely much, that it cursed the clock. I can never ever become someone else's, you know.
And this is how I became the Clock Girl. I am the Clock Girl. The sad, sad little Clock Girl, who can never ever have somebody else's love, other than the clock. But at that time, I understood. If I used this watch and turned 100 people into its slave, the curse would be lifted, you know.
So, in my role as the Clock Girl, I kept turning many many people into clock slaves. That doctor was its first victim. There was no man or woman who wasn't completely fascinated and fell upon their feet as slaves before the watch.
And now, you are the 100th person. Once you have fallen, I can turn back to my former self again, and fall in love with another person. That's why, you must fall now, please! Please turn mad! I beg you, become insane and turn into the clock's sex slave!
I will now restore the pleasure and lastly place the clock into your consciousness. Look, the clock is now sharply at 11:40. In 20 minutes you will orgasm. It could drive you mad. Now, let the hands revolve. Once I snip my fingers, the hands will turn once more. You know of course that when this happens, fufu, the pleasure will return. Or should I rather say, that you've been looking forward to this, hm? It starts out small, then gets bigger little by little, until you lastly reach that point of near orgasm again. Without further ado then...
Once, two, three! GO! *snip!*
[H-Scene part 2]
The hands of the clock are moving again. The pleasant feeling is slowly returning. The *tick tock* of the second hand is giving you a wee little numbing pleasure, and little by little, bit by bit, it starts to grow. Be aware how the nice feeling is returning little by little. Once you do, your head fills to the brim with naughty thoughts again, until you can't think of anything else.
Then when I snip my fingers again, your whole body will turn into an erogenous zone again, like before. All that electrifying numbness will return.
Allright, here. *snip!*
With a buzzzz! Pleasure is crawling all over your body. As if your entire skin was shivering with electricity. Feels so good. Such a very pleasant shiver. Naturally, this pleasure also spreads back into your erogenous zones. The little ticks make your whole body wriggle. Your nipples, arsehole, and lastly your lewd genitals... it spreads into your most sensitive spots. Your nipples are already getting erect, your arsehole is twitching and squirming, lewd juices are starting to leak from your groin.
When I snip my fingers the next time, this pleasure will spread into your muscles and nerves. The pleasure you had received before without stop, you will return to that very, intense pleasure state. This continuing verge of orgasm, it will all return. May I? Heeeere... *snip!*
Buzzing, tingling, your nerves are getting numb. The intense pleasure is being resurrected. Your muscles, veins, nerves, all discharging pleasure, every cell in your body is changing, dyed in sweet pleasure. Terrific stimulus, awesome pleasure. Powerful stimulus, neither pleasure or pain, covering your entire body. There, your body's twitching and trembling again. Your silly face is returning. Your mouth standing half open, revealing drool and moans, you can't stop it yourself anymore. Just like your quaking body and your genitals leaking lewd juices, your whole body has lost control. It's only natural. That's because the clock is controlling you. You are a Clock Slave, a sex-slave receiving pleasure by the will of the clock. It's completely natural. You have already entirely returned to your former state. You can feel the rubbing sheets and fluctuations of the air. Your place as an embodied erogenous zone has returned. Isn't it wonderful? Ufufufufu!
And now, it has come to this. The countdown, that is. Raising the pleasure to the point of orgasm. You can now return to the very last microsecond before climax. That pleasure, no that uncanny feeling beyond pain or pleasure, it will all come back. When that happens, I will place the clock inside you. Let us proceed. With every number I count, the pleasure will multiply, further and further. Well then,
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1!
Yes! Stay there! Right here! This is the point, the verge of climax! Your pleasure is fixated right at this point. And you will stay right here, until time is over. Right here, in this unstoppable pleasure hell.
You are now, quite entirely at the point of climax. You can accept the clock any time now.
From here on out, your last refuge is to completely surrender to the clock, even your consciousness. In this case, you don't have to think about anything anymore, except pleasure. Give up everything and turn into nothing more than a sex slave to the clock. Just think of the great many wonderful things happening, that you could only imagine before. However, this pleasure beyond your imagination is now turning real. Please look forward to it.
Therefore, I will now count from 5 to 0 and snip my fingers again. Then, the watch on your chest will *phooo* move into your head, take the place of your consciousness and mark you as a perfect clock slave. Thus, whatever awareness you had left in your will be expelled and replaced with the purest of pleasure. Yes, not just your skin and your flesh, but also your entire will and purpose. You'll be reduced into the ultimate sex-slave, under complete and utter dominance of the watch. Fufufufu!
So there, give it all up! Abandon yourself!
5. Give yourself up, now.
4. Your awareness is under control.
3. The watch controls you.
2. The pleasure... controls you.
1. Yes, almost there. Apart from pleasure, your awareness vanishes.
Zero.
*phoooo*, your consciousness is vanishing. Your awareness is fading out. With this, the sound of the clock penetrates you. The clock is controlling your entire being. With this, pleasure from another dimension is striking down on you. The clock in your head is directly firing pleasure at every single cell in your body. Your entire skin is on fire, with fine tuned goosebumps. Your muscles are quaking, trying to catch the pleasure with all their might. Your nerves are quite literally an electric power line, continuously transmitting the pleasant feeling. No, every fiber in your body, one by one, has turned into an erotic pleasure emitter itself. As such, they keep emitting pleasure that is twice, no several tens as strong as usual, into your nipples, arsehole and your lewd genital area. Pleasure of an orgasmic level that has long reached far beyond normal, and it keeps going and going. Yes, this is the body you have now. Isn't it wonderful?
The hands of the clock are systematically ticking down. The watch is relentless, you know. Ticking mechanically, and nothing more. With every second of pleasure, it indicates the exact time, until the second of your climax. That's how it is, right? Your very self is now the clock. Until the time is up, you will only systematically receive pleasure, and nothing more. But until the time of your climax comes around, the clock keeps ticking and ticking. As such, you have yourself become the clock itself.
But you know, that is not all. Since you are now under perfect control of the clock, no part of you feels like your regular self anymore. You have transformed into an erogenous zone. Your hands and legs feel like a rock hard penis or clitoris as they tremble and quiver. Your innards feel as if they turn around like goo. Your mouth and tongue are so sensitive, the slightest movement feels like a tender, loving touch on them. From your mouth you are emitting moaning and panting, which echo right over to the next rooms like bestialic roars. Indeed, your whole body is a bundle of sex. Your cells keep getting fired with lustful feelings, right into your DNA. This is perfect clock dominance. Under complete control of the clock, your fate is that of a clock slave. This is what you are now.
And this where you stay, longer and longer. The feeling before the climax keeps circulating inside your body. If the pleasure has nowhere to go, if it can't be released through climax, it just keeps circulating in your body, like endless, relentless torture. Usually, you would have orgasmed from this pleasure several or dozens times already, but the torture just keeps going. As of now, you just can not come. I mean, the time is not up yet. Until the time comes, you stay right where you are. This intense pleasure you must take has long reached far beyond human levels. And for X minutes, you must keep taking it.
Also, you must remember. Your promise to me. No matter what you say, those words must never leave your mouth. If you do say those words, all the current pleasure will explode and swell up to a hundred fold. The pleasure would run amok, even though you can not come. If this happens, you would probably go insane. Driven insane by pleasure. That's why you must never ever say those words... fufu, although, you going insane might be an enjoyable sight. If you go completely gaga, you could possibly escape from this anguish, this painful pleasure hell... fufu. But you can't. Let's enjoy this together until the very end.
Well, how is it?
Does it feel good? Or is it painful?
Well, why don't we ask the clock? Maybe it has something good to say? The clock that keeps sending out pleasure with indifference. That is its sole purpose. With this, there is nothing you can do to make the clock inside you turn off this maddening pleasure. Hey, what's with that face you make? You look like a half-crazed dimwit already. How has your crotch turned out to be? If you are still wearing your underwear, surely your lewd juices must've turned it into a soggy wet mess already. Your whole body doesn't stop stiffening and cramping. What kind of sweat is that? Cold sweat? Or perhaps, your arousal is gushing forth the sweat of animalistic passions? You truly have turned into a major disaster already. Rhythmically, your desire to climax comes to visit like a wave. Intense waves are washing over you, as if they call out your desire to climax. Heere!
Don, don!
You really twichted there, didn't you? Earth-shattering pleasure keeps crushing down on you. There!
Don, don!
Hahaha! Just by saying this, a powerful pleasure wave, your desire to climax, calls out on you. Heeere, I'll say it again.
Don, don, DON!
Is it painful? This pleasure wave, is it painful? This non-stop pleasure, is it painful? It is pure pain, isn't it?
Yes, this is endless pleasure. You now relish the pure taste of hellish pleasure. Denied and denied all over again. With every denial, it gets more and more painful, and so you will relish in this pleasure hell until time is up. Here, let's say it some more.
Don, DON!
You poor, miserable thing. You want to climax, hm? If you only could say those words. But you can't. That's how it is, right? So there, let's do our best, together. Let's relish in this pleasure hell, you and me. Fufufufu, hahahaha!
Now, how about we stir up your imagination? After this you will get to climax. Now please try to imagine it. Will it be even more intense, unbelievably powerful pleasure than now...? Of course. Right now, you are kept at a pleasure level several, or dozens of times higher than normal, it's not even funny anymore. This pleasure keeps being stored inside your body. If this pleasure was released all at once, if a feeling of climax dozens of times stronger came washing over you... look, just imagining it must feel incredible.It would be like a massive dam collapsing, all the pleasure spilling out would rip your body to shreds. All of that pleasure, washing over you all at once. How about it? Are you scared? Or perhaps, are you full of anticipation? Do you want it now? Do you want to come right away? Fufu, but please don't say it. You can say anything, but not those words. You promised me before to do our best, together. You're so dizzy already. All this endless pleasure is wearing you out. But you do understand that there is no escape. Because you are the clock's sex slave. No, you are the clock. That is why you have to wait patiently until that very moment. You must withstand this endless vortex of pleasure, and wait until the given time to climax. That's how it is, right?
Come on then, 5 minutes left. Fufu, I'm so proud of you. You did your very best until here. Just a little bit more. So, here we go, onto the last spurt.
Please remember how you turned up in this situation one more time. Fufu, or maybe I better make sure that you don't think too much? Don't think. Please accept nothing but the pleasure. Please accept this overwhelming pleasure as it is now. *tick tock* twitches all over your body. The sweet tingling that keeps attacking your nipples and groin. Your twitching anus. Your goosebumps skin that's numbly shivering as electricity runs from your very nerves. Your limbs, every single one of them feels like a sensitive rock hard penis or clitoris, and lastly your head. The clock inside your head that has replaced your awareness, ticking pleasure into you. This is your place. Please be fully and completely aware of it. You are, a sex-slave, to the watch. The clock dominates you, your entire being exists for nothing but a pleasure antenna of the watch. This is what you are.
4 minutes left.
And still, here in this place of overwhelming pleasure, you can not come. Your body has already accumulated dozens or hundreds of times the regular pleasure. Therefore, as soon as time is up, all this accumulated climax will be released into once single climax. In other words, your orgasm afterwards will feel dozens or hundred times more pleasant. No, this can't be called pleasure anymore. You'll be hit by a ballistic sexual shock. For one brief moment, all your senses will go pure white, your body and blood will boil, your nerves will run amok like an epileptic seizure, your limbs, your whole muscles will petrify and convulse. Your entire body from the top of your head to your toes will bend over, as if being shocked by powerful electricity, all your holes will gush out various bodily fluids, and you will scream. It won't be a usual scream. It's going to be the bestialic howl of a wild animal that can shatter eardrums. To all this, you will climax. That's what is going to happen to you in a few minutes.
3 minutes left.
How about it? Do you want to come already? You really want to come, hm? You really want this pleasure to end, fast. You want to climax, right now. Well, why don't you say so? Will you say it out loud? Those words called "I want to come", will you say them? If you do, it's going to be fun. Your pleasure running amok, you being driven insane, it sure would be fun... fufu, I guess it doesn't matter anymore, right? It won't end anyway. If you want to endure an even more powerful climax, open you mouth and say "I want to come! I WANT TO COME!", please. Open your mouth, just like I did, please. I'll leave it up to you. Coming madly, or being driven mad by orgasm, there's no big difference.
Now, just 2 minutes left. It is about time, right? Are you ready to climax? I guess, you are ready and then some, since you could come at any time. Once this clock reaches 12:00, you will. There's nothing to worry about. After the clock reaches 1 minute, I will give you the countdown. Hey, what's the matter now? Are you scared? Are you scared to climax? Hmm, I guess you are. You're perplexed about this pleasure you're going to receive. Isn't that the case? Still, be rest assured. You will break, you will go mad, but I will stick with you, until the bitter end. Now, prepare yourself for the worst. It is settled. Prepare yourself to orgasm, please!
Here, just one minute left. You said you wanted to come, you said it so much. Very well done. Very soon, you can escape from this pleasure hell. Now, until the bitter end, say those words with all you have. Please say them, "I want to come!". Please scream " I WANT TO COME!". We're saying together now, are we? No matter how hard you will come, you're already driven insane. Your head has completely gone crazy from the pleasure. All your logic and human mind has vanished into thin air, all that is left is a creature divulging in pleasure, quite like an animal during mating season. And here it comes, almost there. As soon as the clock reaches zero, you can come. You can climax.
And now, please go ahead!
ZERO!! Orgasm now! Your entire pleasure reservoir, release it ALL AT ONCE!!
A bestialic scream that rocks your bedroom walls, followed by sublime convulsions. Your entire pleasure reservoir is breaking up all at once, giving you many, many orgasmic waves without stop. With a rising body and abnormal sweating, your genitals release a gigantic quantity of fluids. A sense of orgasm thousands of times stronger than usual, like a breaking dam, crushing and drowning you. Terrific. What wonderfully, overly terrific pleasure. This pleasure is far beyond the limits of what your brain can take, lastly destroying it. Your senses are completely and utterly wrecked. All of your consciousness is washed away, eaten up. Look, it just keeps going and going. Serial waves of pleasure keep pouring in, constantly keeping you at climax. You have produced a mass of pleasure that was far beyond your limits. It all released at once, keeping you coming. Blurp, plurp, it continues to leak. Until the stream of pleasure runs out completely, you keep coming, over and over.
At last, the stream has ended, leaving you only refreshed and exhilarated. Very soon, your convulsing body will settle down. All the pleasure that has literally and thoroughly drowned you, is *fuuu* pulling back, like a tide. With that, your awareness is *fuu, fuu*, settling down. After the lifelessness of climax, your consciousness is once again, pulled back into that deeep place. With this, your refreshed heart and body is again tucked into comfort. Indeed, a very calm feeling of happiness. A true feeling of happiness, the feeling of accomplishment after some really hard work, is covering you.
You did so very well. Without getting insane. You stood up to such powerful pleasure, and withstood it all too well.
With this, I must give you my gratitude. Me too, I feel so very refreshed, quite as if an evil demon has been banished. I feel happiness all around. It seems as if that curse has at long last been lifted from me. Thanks to you, the 100th person, the curse is broken. I am really, truthfully... thankful.
You are now feeling comfortable, wrapped in a sense of happiness. As your intense climax was released, not just your accumulated lustful desires, but also your everyday fatigue, the cares in your heart, and your anxiety, they got released and blown away altogether. Dare I say that you will never forget this pleasurable experience. It will stay with you forever. The climax you've experienced today was a personal accomplishment. Surely, it is now firmly carved into your heart.