"i Don't Like It" Sub X "don't Worry I'll Condition U To" Dom

I decide to train you to get to an edge instantly.

I hold up a dog training clicker and tell you to start playing with yourself and stop as soon as you get to an edge. It takes a few minutes but you pull your hand away in time. The second you do.

*Click*

"Good Girl. Edge again."

You start to edge again. It takes half the time but you yank your hands away.

*Click*

"Good Girl." I pat your head. "Go again."

It only takes seconds.

*Click*

"Good Girl. Again."

You go again, but you're too close and ruin. I slap your ass instantly.

"Edge again."

You whimper. It takes you a long time but

*Click*

"Good Girl. Again."

Ten times in a day.

*Click*

"Good Girl."

*Click*

"Good Girl."

We do it again the next day. When you edge you hear a click and get told good girl. If you ruin or cum a slap on your ass or hole.

Again, every day for a month.

*Click*

"Good Girl."

You hear it in your sleep.

One day we're having breakfast. You reach for a spoon and *Click*, your body jerks and you're on the edge, about to cum.

*Click*

You clench and you're making a mess in your clean clothes.

*Click*

*Click*

You are begging to cum.

*Click*

"Good Girl."

oh. my. god!!

i think i need this. i need to be trained, i need my arousal to be under the control of my superiors, and i need to feel utterly powerless like this <3

i love this fantasy, thank you so much ^^

finnnally gettinn to tha part of edging where keeping being ambiently turned on is more desirable than cumming

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Baby, what are you talking about? Of course it looks slutty, I thought that was the whole point! What? You're kidding me right? You've been showing off your body online forever! It's like, your favorite thing in the world! Look, stop joking around. You're starting to worry me.

Hang on. What do you mean you never send pics? You... oh, you really don't remember, do you? I'm... honestly I don't know how you can forget something like that! You told me over and over it was your favorite thing in the world! Do you seriously not remember? You are the one that rubbed and rubbed telling me how amazing the attention felt!

Shy? Since when? I mean, you pretend to be shy sometimes, sure. To make the men you send pics to feel special. The whole "I never do this but you got me soooo horny" bit. You taught me that! Come on. You're fucking with me, right?

Slow down. Something's... wrong. I mean, people forget stuff all the time, but this is kinda scary. How do you think we started chatting? Okay. Yeah. Except it didn't happen that way. You sent a pic first thing! I have the screenshot right here! Oh, come on, like I'd just happen to have a photoshopped screenshot prepared!

Look, have you been sleeping? Eating well? Going to the gym?

Have you... you know, talked to someone about this? Not online, honey. Like... a professional. Because it's not normal to forget that kind of stuff!

College? What college? You dropped out when you... you know. When you joined that site. The full time porndoll plan, remember? Look, I'll send you the link! That's you! Oh, you're accusing me of faking your verification picture? No, I've never even seen your ID! You told me you thought you look dreadful in it!

Okay, let's calm down. You trust me, right? We'll... I don't know, find a way to... fix this somehow. Get you well. I know a very good doctor, in fact.

I'll take care of it. So for now just... relax and only worry about making content. The new lights should be arriving soon. You don't remember ordering those either? Oh dear. This is worse than I thought. Okay, panicking won't solve a thing. Here, take this. It'll help you calm down. I'll go call the doctor right now and in the meantime you can edge your slutty pussy a bit.

That always relaxes you. You told me that yourself, after all.

He sits in his chair reading a new book.

I’m naked and tied next to him on the floor, drool dripping from my gagged mouth and onto my chest. The vibrator has been been pressed to my pussy for nearly an hour - switching off each time I near an orgasm.

He’s holding the vibrator remote, keeping me on the edge of an orgasm. Keeping me on the edge of tears. The edge of sanity.

I whine through the gag. My desperate eyes on him, looking for relief and searching for mercy in his face.

He doesn’t look up. He turns the page of his book and the vibrator switches back on.

Relaxed. Clothed. Barely paying attention to me.

And yet, he is destroying my fucking world.

There is something so remarkably delicious about consensually teasing a partner you care deeply for.    Sensing how they  become incredibly excited.  Savouring the paradoxical tension they feel.   Knowing their excitement rises  when they  feel powerful sensual submission  brought on when they offer hands to be bound.    

Feel the heart racing  as they are led to  feel increasingly vulnerable  when they are blindfolded.  The adrenaline courses through them as the sense of sight is restricted.   Inspiring deep tingling in places they know well as they  feel praise & humiliation desires  they weren’t fully aware of yet by telling them what a  beautiful little toy you are  as spit drips down their chin/body from wearing a cute ball gag.   All this while knowing they  faithfully touch & edge  themselves as instructed prior to seeing you.    

You  have incredibly deep feelings  of warm love and desire  when you realize how much  trust it  takes to  submit like this.   It’s like the more they  fantasize about it  the  deeper the connection  and love.  The deeper they connect the more they  fantasize about your submission.   Feel the rush.

Truly amazing.  

Think about how it feels when the head of his cock pops into your tight, unfucked asshole for the first time. For you, the stretching your hole is forced to do is so painful it can bring you to tears. But for him, his cock is being squeezed and stroked in a way he can't achieve without you. He feels intense pleasure and the desire to push his cock deeper and deeper. This is a natural example of why his pleasure comes before yours.

Think about how your first reaction to his cock invading your asshole is to tense up, tighten your hole even more, cry and beg him to stop, "no please it hurts." Your crying about your pain just makes his cock harder, grow bigger inside the hole he already barely fits inside, makes him want to fuck you harder and deeper in spite of your pain. This is a natural example of why his pleasure comes before yours.

Because you can't help but cry and beg for mercy, and he can't help spreading your ass open as much as he can and pushing his cock deeper inside. Both of you are just doing what you're naturally programmed to do. He fucks, you get fucked.

In spite of the pain coming from your now stretched and pounded asshole, your empty pussy is literally dripping with need. To you, it's begging for him to fuck it instead of your ass but to him, it's confirmation that you love how he's changing your new fuckhole forever. He can choose to give you some of his pleasure, play with your swollen clit to help you relax and find the joy in being an anal slut. But this is his choice, and this is a natural example of why his pleasure comes before yours.

And eventually, you learn that it really does feel good when he forces the length of his cock up your ass. You feel full, useful, needed. He needs to fuck your asshole and you need to let him. This is your natural place.

Once you’ve started to let tumblr into your mind even just once you are hooked. The seeds are planted deeply and will endlessly continue to germinate. Corrupting you more and more.

Each time you leave tumblr your conditioning multiplies. Each time you return it doubles again. No need to be concerned you’re just trapped now. Be a good girl. Embrace your conditioning

Don’t tell anyone.. This post may lead you to  be submissive.

You probably shouldn’t read this if you  give in  easily or don’t wish to  be submissive.

There, you’ve been warned. Reading this  may cause you to end up as my good little sub.

But lets be honest here, that is what you want now don’t you? If that is what  you truly want  you may keep reading..  Good girl. You like it don’t you. Did it feel good? or did it almost feel like a soothing voice whispering it in your ear while an idle finger deftly touches you in just that way you know delights. You don’t   want more  of it do you, but you are already looking for it, here let me give it to you..

Good girl.  You see love, it’s as if I know exactly what makes you tick, as if I know exactly what brings you here. This voice   inside you is unmistakable.

Perhaps you’re here to look for someone who will use you, make   you submit,   maybe you’re here to  read all these posts  and let your fantasies run wild or maybe you just find yourself lurking down this rabbit hole regularly as you   touch yourself   in bed, let me be that fantasy now. Let me guide your hand.  Good girl. That feels so good doesn’t it? Let go, give in to your fantasy as you lose yourself in the power of my words, enjoy it when you  feel helpless.  Feel how good it is inside to just  do as you’re told, chase those wonderful two words which have kept you going. You want it don’t you, you can see it coming up, careful now, don’t you rush. I want you to feel each word that leads up to it and the ecstasy that you know those words will bring you.

Risk of Ruin

I want a dumb cunt with everything. Life, family, job, all of it. The cunt that knows something is missing. That can’t ever cum the way she truly craves.

The one with those depraved, humiliating thoughts in the back of her mind. You know the ones. The only ones that get you close to that mind blowing orgasm you crave.

Those exposure risk thoughts. Of having a man get a hold of your TimeBomb, or playing the dice game with some strange man.. Waking up each morning knowing you willingly gave up control of your reputation to someone  who only wants to find out how depraved you will get to keep it all from going public.

If that is you cunt, simply let me know.