Not Being Able To Cum Is Such A Gift 💗 I Was Clearly Never Meant To Do It And I Dont Envy Those That

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.

I’m face-down ass-up on the floor in front of him, like I have been for the last hour while he watches TV. He takes a last mouthful of his beer and casually pushes the bottle inside me, working it as far into my cunt as it will go and laughing at how stupid I look. I moan and start to rock my hips and he stops. ‘Jesus, you’re actually enjoying this? You’re so fucking pathetic.’ He pulls it out and holds my pussy open, empty, desperate. He spits in it, slaps my clit, then stands and leaves the room. I hear him getting another beer. It’s going to be a long night.

Blackmail

Does any one else like blackmail? Like, it’s fun when a girl is exposed, has her slutty picture with cum leaking out of her cunt and her driver’s license leaked. But it’s even better if she gets forced to perform for someone first. Has her life slowly broken down trying to keep the exposure from happening. Just frantically tries to satisfy some sadist who can destroy her life.

There’s that little twinge again...

You’ve tried to fight it, but it just returns even stronger. You know that tiny itch in the back of your mind…. That pulls your attention between your legs. It needs your attention, Again. Just don’t think about it. Don’t touch yourself. Again. Don’t think about rubbing and feeling that tingle in just the way that you know makes you sink deeper now.

Be a good girl

I enjoy your conundrum...

You so often feel gross after cumming.. you tell yourself that you won’t rub your cunt to that sick depraved porn or fantasies anymore..

You come back every time anyway because you can’t resist. Wet and desperate is who you are. It is how you should be.

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.

please don't just edge me until i beg. edge me until i beg and then tell me no. edge me until i'm spending more time on the edge then not in my waking hours. edge me until my begging turns to sobbing. edge me until i'm so certain you will never say yes and give into my begging that my sobbing turns into pathetic pleas for mercy that my heart truly will never be given. edge me until i'm devoid of hope that i'll ever cum again because my love and devotion for you is much stronger then any desire to cum. That's when i want you to finally say yes

the truly wonderful thing about being denied is losing all sense of self-respect. you no longer think about what is considered “modest” or “appropriate”. when you haven’t been permitted to edge or orgasm for days, weeks, months, filthy thoughts of intense arousal are the only things that fill your otherwise empty head. you can’t stop yourself from dripping from your pathetically eager cunt, even when you haven’t touched recently. you drip in public, a subtle reminder (or not so subtle depending on how much and how often you drip) that you are a sex driven toy, a slave to someone else’s whims. you’d do anything for an opportunity to rub your engorged clit. you’d humiliate yourself for a chance to have a finger, possibly two inside your sloppy pussy for just a second. you’d do unspeakable things in public, around people going about their everyday lives. you’d insert any object your master or owner desires into your own holes just to amuse him. you’d wear demeaning, revealing outfits, clothes that, before, you couldn’t imagine wearing at all, in order to please him. after all, HE is the one who controls your body now. and even if, after all this, he still decides not to let you touch, you do nothing but quietly continue to endure your suffering. you wait for the next opportunity to entertain him and maybe then, maybe, he’ll think about giving you some slack.

I’m a good girl… my cunt controls me… my pussy controls me… my clit controls me… I like to make cocks hard from reading my posts… I like to make pussies wet and throb from reading my posts… I like to rub mind away… I like to drip and edge and obey… good girls drop… I’m a good girllll…….

quick edge to sleep