Every time you hurt, your life falls apart, your heart is crushed, you feel down or depressed, anxious or even just anytime you cry, I make you suck my dick. Every time you come to me needing comfort and physical connection, I hold you for a little bit, but soon I push your head down to my lap and you eventually find my cock in your mouth. I make you keep at it, and I don’t cum, until you calm down and start to get into it.
The next thing you know, it’s your only happy place. You realize one day that my arms just don’t do it anymore. The only place you feel safe, or at peace, anymore is on your knees, between my legs, with my dick shoved down your throat.
Until it gets to the point that you can’t even wait for your long day of work to end so you can just get home, forget about the world, and sink down into the only happy place you know anymore.
That is deliciously awesome! You will be much happier and fulfilled. Your owner must be very proud.
Live your purpose!
I’m a dumb edged out cunt. I never deserve to cum.
what doesn’t kill u makes it ridiculously fucking stupid hard to find a compatible partner
Baby, I won’t be happy until you’re crawling on the floor with your leash in my hand like that pretty, pathetic pet you are. Show me how much you’d degrade yourself just to have me use your body for pleasure
This morning I had some time to be lazy in the bed before work. I was going to edge, then I remembered the numbing cream. I have Emla for using before laser epilation (to get rid of the hair) on my labia.
I’ve been fantasizing about BeingFuckedWithNumbingCreamOn SlowlyLosingSensationAnd WastingTheRareChanceToCum for some time now. Wanted to try how it really feels.
I took the cream from the bed side drawer and put a large amount on my finger.
Even the thought of this made my pussy drip. Without even touching my clit, I was on the edge. It’s all in the mind, after all ;) In my strange mind.
I reached my clit and rubbed the whole amount in circles, until it was all soaked. Some on the surrounding area too. I made sure there was an excess amount of cream directly on the clit.
I edged, just from this brief stimulation on my clit. With the thought of the numbing cream, it was so intense. I stopped touching, but I was going to go over the edge, I could feel it. So I opened my legs wide and opened my labia with hands wide, to stop the slightest contact on my clit. Like that, I waited for 10 minutes, and rubbed to test. The sense had decreased, but I could still feel the touch. Ahh it was soo sweet. I waited another 15 minutes and rubbed again. Oh my.. nothing.
My clit stopped existing. I touched and rubbed and pressed. Nothing. Just a piece of nerveless meat. Like your mouth after the dentist gives you the anesthetic shot.
My clit completely numbed, I reached for my dildo. It is very smooth, polished wood, curved, to press the right spots inside. I started fucking myself with it. There was a lot of pleasure from the dildo too. I thought I was getting close. If I went over the edge I decided to let it happen so that I prove myself that I can cum from penetration only. I would cum, and remove the dildo just when I start to throb, and ruin it.
Idea of ruining a penetration-only orgasm sounded so evil. Made me hotter.
I fucked myself so fast with the dildo. Without my clit feeling nothing, the pleasure was intense, but just not enough. Or maybe it would be enough if I could continue as long as necessary but my arm would get so tired after like 4-5 minutes I’d need to stop and rest. With each frenzied thrust, I edged. With each stop for rest, I calmed down. As I was fucking myself with the dildo like crazy I heard these inner voices of some strangers I imagined playing with me:
“This is all you get for pleasure now. Your clit is gone. Kaputt. Nada. All you get is penetration only. Cum from this.”
This was so hot and I was so close I was panting and moaning in the bedroom out loud and sweating… Yet I could not go over that edge.
More than an hour of furiously trying, my arms were very tired, and my body was very frustrated. I gave up. I dressed, and came to work.
My clit came back like half and hour later I left home. It started throbbing with need under my jeans.
I have been at work for 3 hours. I can not do real work. I can not concentrate on anything. The ache on my pussy has consumed me. The need is overwhelming.
When I talk to my colleagues, it’s like I’m faking the conversation. What I’m really thinking about is the ache.
Instead of doing proper work, I am typing this on my laptop, getting wetter and more needy as type it.
Stop thinking and just listen.
Feel good.
Be happy.
Get brainwashed.
Be a Good Girl.
finding an enabler is so much fun like woops hahaha you’re encouraging me to enjoy things i shouldn’t hahaha sure hope this doesn’t get out of control
At first I thought that edging was just a silly game, but now I can see the effects that it has on me.
Thanks to Tumblr I started edging on my knees, on the floor with my tongue out, all naked, drooling and humiliating myself.
This is making me more and more depraved, and I’m starting to like kinks that I used to find disgusting.
It actually makes me feel dumber, my head feels all fuzzy and there is always a part of me that is thinking about edging. I’m constantly leaking and getting wet, so wet that I can feel my wetness ruining my panties.
I think Im getting dirtier and sluttier every day, and its so fucking hot
Good girls denied do the cutest most degrading things.
sometimes i stick my tongue out while i masturbate cause it makes me feel sluttier
Fascinated by the broken. Possibly a bit of a sadist but in a good way. 52M 18+ Only. Minors DNI. DMs open. All the trigger warnings some hypno, trancy & corruption stuff and lots of dark kinks. Formerly omgwoolybully, &2
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