TheExperimentalist
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The story is Inescapable Pleasure by Seracae.
It's a self-bondage forced orgasm story written in first-person perspective. I've put anything that alludes to plot points behind spoiler tags, but you may still want to read the story before continuing to avoid whatever any minor descriptions or context might give away.
Twice before, (ETA: in very different categories,) I've read stories on here that have emotionally affected me beyond the end of the story. That's not to say that there haven't been stories that moved me. I've laughed, I've cried, I've-- well... you know, the usual-- but I'm talking about stories that had a deep emotional effect, where I really had to process what almost felt like a new reality. It's a rare thing for a story to be able to do, which is why it only happened twice: Once during the two decades of guilty phase when I 'wasn't supposed to be reading this', and the other in the past couple of years after I'd largely rid myself of all that self-judgement.
Neither of those experiences came anywhere close to this one. I commented on the story page itself shortly after I finished reading it, but now that I've had a couple of hours to process, I'll post it here too (with a minor grammatical correction and spoiler redaction) because it bears repeating:
Am I just crazy, or has anyone else felt this way, about this or any other story?
It's a self-bondage forced orgasm story written in first-person perspective. I've put anything that alludes to plot points behind spoiler tags, but you may still want to read the story before continuing to avoid whatever any minor descriptions or context might give away.
Twice before, (ETA: in very different categories,) I've read stories on here that have emotionally affected me beyond the end of the story. That's not to say that there haven't been stories that moved me. I've laughed, I've cried, I've-- well... you know, the usual-- but I'm talking about stories that had a deep emotional effect, where I really had to process what almost felt like a new reality. It's a rare thing for a story to be able to do, which is why it only happened twice: Once during the two decades of guilty phase when I 'wasn't supposed to be reading this', and the other in the past couple of years after I'd largely rid myself of all that self-judgement.
Neither of those experiences came anywhere close to this one. I commented on the story page itself shortly after I finished reading it, but now that I've had a couple of hours to process, I'll post it here too (with a minor grammatical correction and spoiler redaction) because it bears repeating:
I think part of why it has affected me so deeply is because of the aforementioned dance my own mind was doing as I read it, which, the more I think about it, the more I realize parallels the ebb and flow that the character herself was going through, in many ways. Like the character, . Like her, , in my case reading it for the first time, and . And like her, .I think this is, without exaggeration or hyperbole, the single most intense story I have ever read. The visceral descriptions of everything she was feeling along the way spoke to my very soul and had me identifying with her more than any other character I've ever read. My mind was alternating between wanting to BE her, to actually experience the things she was describing, and as I lost myself in the narrative. Each time, I would mentally pull myself out of it, just slightly, before it happened it all over again. I legitimately became as I read, though it was overshadowed by extreme arousal, just like the character in the story. had me tearing up from some emotion I couldn't even begin to name.
I just can't believe this author never wrote anything else.
Am I just crazy, or has anyone else felt this way, about this or any other story?
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