Let’s Play A Game Today!

Tying someone up, gagging them, sitting on them, and casually teasing them till they’re dripping while we watch a show on Netflix.

i’ve always wanted to be edged from like, morning to night. to wake up to you between my legs and hot lazy arousal curling in my gut but as soon as you notice I’m awake you smile and pull away and leave me throbbing and aching with no relief

then in the bathroom you press me against the counter top and finger fuck me til my legs are shaking, my moans and breaking, but pull your fingers out and shove them in my mouth before i can tip over the edge. 

make me eat you out at the breakfast table, horny and desperate and needing to make you come. when you do, pull me up and make me ride your thigh then push me away gently when your leg is slick and my breath is shaking

pin me to the wall in the shower and hold the head right against my clit for three seconds then move it up my chest and down my legs and all over and then again and again until my moans echo off the bathroom tiles. keep it against me until im shaking then turn off the water and towel me down

pick out an outfit for me to wear then rub my clit through it, make me soak my panties, pin me against the wall and make my legs so weak i have to lean all my weight against you and then take your hand away and only when I’ve caught my breath tell me we’re going out

tease me. relentlessly. bite my ear, whisper the dirtiest fucking things to me, hold me by the hips, the waist, tease my neck with your teeth. pull me away to private corners and kiss me hard and fast and overwhelming and leave just as suddenly, make me breathless and dizzy and fucking wet all day

bring me home and wait for me to beg. kiss me slowly and passionately, take your time marking me up and make me squirm, desperate for you. wait until im shaking and pleading, and only then fuck me. fuck me fast and brutal, pinning my arms above me and swallowing my moans. make me shake with the need to come. come against me, moaning, panting, saying my name over and over bring right to the edge and

stop.

make me feel you come, and then leave me hanging. make me go to bed aroused, needy, desperate. promise that if i’m good tomorrow you might let me come.

repeat the next day.

psychological dominance is so fucking cool and amazing and intoxicating what the fuck. the mind is so malleable. feeling yourself being actively and intentionally reconditioned by someone else is so hot. and like, if you’re guided far enough into that fully relinquishing headspace, it’s genuinely fascinating to be able to SEE your thought patterns and instincts being rearranged and rewired in real time

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Orgasm Denial and Edging Experiment

So I’ve done a Tumblr orgasm denial post before and I went two weeks with no touch. This time, I want my followers to dictate how long I will edge once a day but not come. Please like or reblog this post to add one day to my sexy torture.

As always, I will update readers daily with short descriptions of how goddamn horny I am. This time, if needed, I will bargain with photos of myself. ;)

My Turn

We are laying in bed, watching a movie & being lazy, when he turns in my direction.

He runs his hand over my stomach and I am immediately turned on. My body is covered in goosebumps and my legs fall apart.

He licks two fingers before lightly circling my clit. “I’m sorry I have been extra busy lately Sue. I know it has been a few days, but I appreciate how you have encouraged me rather than complained.”

“It has been a month baby…”

“Has it? Sue, I didn’t realize. I need to take care of you, don’t I?”

I nod enthusiastically and stare into his eyes.

He sits up on the bed and guides me by my hair to my knees. I slide my lips around his delicious dick and get to work immediately. I pray he wants to fuck me today, but I am determined to simply enjoy the taste of him.

“Fuck Sue, that feels so good…” He says as his hands are all over me- my hair, my nipples, my back. “Fuck…”

His phone rings, and I am surprised when he answers after a few rings. I do not stop though, I know I am not to stop until he tells me to do so.

“Hello…” He says, attempting to sound normal. His hand goes to my hair and he guides my head further down.

I can hear a woman’s voice, I know it is B.

“Hey baby, are you alone?” I hear her say.

“I am.” He lies. “Everything okay?” I do not stop.

“Yes. I am still sore from yesterday, you fucked the hell out of me.” I did not know about yesterday, I always know when he sees someone, I am betrayed. I do not stop.

“That’s good…” He says, thoroughly enjoying this moment.

“I asked if you’re alone because I’m about five minutes away…. You know how I love being fucked again when I am still sore… Can you see me if I stop by now?”

He pauses. He lifts his head and looks in my direction. I do not stop.

“Of course baby, come over now….” I’ve never heard him call anyone that. I do not stop. I do not even slow down.

I hear her squeal with delight. “I love you!” She says and I feel sick when he mumbles “you too.” I did not know they say this to one another. I do not stop.

He places both hands on my head and slows my pace. He sets his head back and relaxes his body. “Sue, B needs to stop by really quick. I would ask you to leave or run an errand or something, but I am afraid you’ll pass her on the way out.” He pauses as I softly flick my tongue over the tip. “Fuck, Sue, that feels so good….”

I hear the doorbell ring. He stands up quickly. “Go to the guest room, now. And take your shit with you.” He points to my phone and pile of clothes next to the bed.

He looks at my face and sees I have tears in my eyes. He puts one hand on my face, and the other between my legs. “I promise we aren’t done. B just needed to talk to me real quick.” He lies. “It will only be a minute. Be my good girl and wait your turn.” I nod softly and avoid eye contact. “Don’t cry baby.” The doorbell rings again. “Go. And make sure your phone is on silent in case it rings or something. She thinks I’m alone.”

Within minutes of her arrival, I hear her moaning his name. He roughly fucks her for about 45 minutes while I silently wait in the spare room. 45 minutes after that, I hear him say he has to run an errand. 15 minutes later, she is gone. I look out the window and see them kissing in the front yard, his hands on her face - the neighbors eyes on both of them. He must have forgotten it is a Sunday and people are outside.

I wait until he comes to retrieve me. “See, that was quick.” It was not quick. “She just needed to talk for a moment.” He lies.

“You saw her yesterday? You didn’t tell me.”

He doesn’t reply. He grabs me by my hair and lowers me to my knees. “Show me you forgive me.”

I show him.