So fascinating how much you identify with this.
Funny how much you love the humiliation at the hands of another. Almost as if the betrayal of trust actually gets you excited. You not supposed to love it but you do and you know you do. Perhaps it used to confuse you but eventually you came to realize that you need it. Even if you don’t tell anyone in your regular real life. Your fantasies are boundless
Embrace your darker kinks and feel the warm building deep inside as you touch
I just remember something I haven't thought about in years .
One of my high school bff's and I once did a make up challenge, we had to give each other a make up transformation. She made me do hers first and I did hers super nice. She was beautiful and the make up made her look like a super star. Then it was her turn on me and she made me look super trashy, all pink and white and blue and painted something on my forehead too, and then laughed at me.
I remember how embarrassed I felt, but also how much that mainly turned me on.
finnnally gettinn to tha part of edging where keeping being ambiently turned on is more desirable than cumming
I love that porn has broken me and made me want to be raped by several people and want objects of all sizes to be fucked into all my holes and want people to do horrible degrading things to me. I can't cum without thinking about strangers molesting me and my friends forcing their thick cocks into me only to fill me with their piss.
A good girl knows that she needs to edge. She knows that she needs to edge as much as she possibly can, and stay as frustrated and horny as humanly possible. She knows this because she knows one very important thing:
sex isn’t for her. It’s for the people who use her. And all of that edging, all of that work to bring herself to incredible levels of frustration and arousal are rendered moot the moment that she lets herself cum. Yes, an orgasm brings with it satisfaction and contentment, and it’s for those exact reasons that a good girl knows better. Because, after all, if she isn’t worked up… if she isn’t frustrated, and her cunt isn’t constantly yanking her attention back down to it, she runs the risk of forgetting one very important thing:
good girls exist to be used. And if she lets herself cum, she loses her edge. She loses all that pent up frustration and need. She loses her need to be used. But, she knows better.
Hi sir, I’m still a little shy to reach out but I find myself periodically edging myself to your blog. Even at uni I’ll sneak off to the bathroom and what starts as an innocent check to see if you’ve posted turns into an edge which has me clenching my thighs in the lectures after, until I ca get home and edge some more.
It’s even worse now that I’ve bought myself one of those remote toys, which buzz at just the lowest setting to keep me on edge for hours, it’s so frustrating.
I feel even more frustrated than ever, and I hope you don’t mind me using you for permission, there’s something delicious about giving control of my orgasms to a total stranger who fulfils my every fantasy… can I please cum sir? I’ve been so good and followed your instructions from the last message I sent.
-R💕
Such a good toy! It seems like edging yourself feels so right. Bask in the feeling. Let the chemicals produced by your body from rubbing and edging flood your brain… building new synapses & neural pathways. Are you sure you want to cum?
Fascinating things happen when you notice someone that you recognize as truly special. It’s like there’s a part of you that becomes hyper aware, and it locks in on whatever you’re focusing on.
When that comes alive, it’s almost like you close off your awareness of your surroundings, and it’s just this one thing that commands all your attention, and you can’t ignore it.
It is as if it doesn’t even matter how much you try to turn away, you’re drawn closer. When you have a clear picture about something important, and you focus on it, there is another part of you that begins to take all the stuff that doesn’t matter and pushes it away.
Have you ever noticed how, as soon as your attention becomes aware of a trivial distraction, it shrinks it in your mind and screams at you to focus and snap you’re right back on what really does matter? All you have to do is realize that what you’re doing is important, and this part gets ready. This part that ignores the unimportant will take what really matters and make it grow bigger and brighter in your mind, so that nothing will distract you and the more you try to turn away, the more important this becomes.
Just consider being made to rub and edge. How would that feel now. Conditioning yourself to practically stay at least a little horny all the time. Day in day out. This persistent sense of neediness becomes you. A cute toy for me. Such a good girl. A little wet will be your default now. That warm feeling buzzing in the background of your mind is exquisite. Ggdc
Make me cheat daddy, fuck it's so accurate
It is as if I was speaking to you from inside your head.
use my cunt
Is that how you ask?
“Beg me not to let you cum, slut”
“Tell me you don’t want to cum”
“Tell me what you are?” “A good girl” “And what don’t good girls do?” “Good girls don’t cum, Sir”
“Beg me to not let you have any relief. Convince me that an orgasm is the last thing you want”
“Tell me all the reasons why you don’t want to cum, whore”
Nothing gets me horny and desperate to cum than having to edge relentlessly and say that I don’t want to
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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