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Obedient pet

I've been such a good obedient pet for sir he's let me have release whenever I want as a special reward yesterday. Sir controls my mind and pleasure.

he smol

I will tease and deny you for days to get you worked up enough.

Then I will push you down, strip you, and toy with your aching hole without warning.

Your cunt belongs to me and I can play with it whenever I want to.

I am going to push you harder and harder.

Your role in life is to be available. Your role in life is to be a good little slut. Your role in life is to be open for me.

If I want to see the sweet lips of your sex clench and spasm, I will finger fuck you until you can’t walk halfway across our bedroom.

I want to see you make a mess. I want see you thrash and flail. I want to see you lose control of your emotions as the release hits you.

It doesn’t matter what you were doing. It doesn’t matter what you had planned.

You are no longer entitled to control yourself. 

Needy and submissive

Sir has teased me all night and I'm so very horny and submissive. My last orgasm was a ruined one and I'm currently on no touch. I'm so aroused and need more pleasure.

13 orgasms left for the year...

I'm only allowed 13 orgasms for the rest of the year and sir decides when I can have them...

my condolences to anyone who slept with kyle

I told you I would help.

After edging you the other day I told you to kneel and wait for me, that I would be right back. I left the room for not even two minutes, and when I came back you weren’t kneeling. You blabbered about how you had a hard time focusing because you were so horny. You cried and begged me to help you.

You don’t really seem to understand that the point was to make you feel like you were repaying me for that edge. It isn’t like you deserve them, so you definitely need to do something in return when I’m generous enough to give them to you. By asking for my help, you took away a lot of the value I felt I was gaining when you managed it on your on. I get it though, you’re incapable. I knew that the first time I laid eyes on you. That’s fine.

So from now on this is what we’re going to do when I’m done. You’re going to pay me back for each edge.

I hope you realize the effort I’m expending to do this for you. The stand and rope I bought for you, the time it took me to dress you even though you were still soaking wet, and the time I’m taking now to explain what should be an obvious situation to you. That’s not even counting the edging itself.

Damn.

That’s a lot of debt you’ve built up.

I’m not going to burden you further by making you try to pay me back for an orgasm. I’m going to wait until I feel like we’re even before I begin to consider when you’ll be allowed to cum.

Celine is always excited for movie night.

The idea of cuddling under blankets, wearing comfortable clothes, and watching a movie is close to her heart. That’s fine sometimes, but this is just so much more satisfying for me.

Heels on, riding that dildo, no clothes at all, only allowed to balance herself with one hand.

She goes at whatever pace I tell her to until the video is over.

There are two rules:

1. If I feel her heart wasn’t in it, then I start the next video. A process which I will repeat until I get a satisfactory result.

2. If she loses her balance and touches the ground with anything other than her left hand, then she loses any chance of orgasm until the next special movie night.

She always struggles towards the end, her mind somewhere between melting at being allowed to pleasure herself and trying to focus so she doesn’t touch the ground.

Ah yes, movie night.

I’ve always been a fan of dramas.

Mistakes...

Did a writing task and made 54 mistakes. Sir is making me edge for 54 minutes.... currently on 2 weeks denial as well so no orgasm is in sight...

I take my place on the floor.

“Keep your eyes closed” He says, and so I do.

I feel his hands spread my legs open firmly.

“Do not close your legs” He says, and so I don’t.

I feel his fingers across my skin, softly grazing oh so close to where I actually want them to venture.

His mouth on my earlobes and moving down my neck.

I move around, starting to get impatient. His fingers trace my thighs, my breasts - yet he always avoids touching the sensitive spots directly. “Please Sir, touch me.” I beg at last, unable to stand anymore.

I hear the sound of the wand switch on right next to my ear. He drags it down my side, until it rests right next to my cunt.

I hear it, feel it, so close. Finally, it’s going to start. Then he turns it off.

A soft kiss on my forehead.

“That’s all for today.” He says, and so it is.

So horny...

Currently almost halfway through 2 weeks of denial. I feel so sensitive and horny. Sir has spent quite a long time this evening teasing me and making me feel so very submissive.

Numbing cream

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.

So desperate and needy...

I'm so horny and needy. I'm on 3 days of denial after cumming without permission and sir just had me do a writing task that made me horny with each line and desperate to touch. I couldnt touch until I finished it and had to wait 21 minutes because I made that many mistakes. Now after 4 minutes sir told me to stop touching to do this post.

D/s 101: If you call yourself a Dominant, don’t do this stuff...

You have adopted a title that should come with a giant heaping dose of honor, respect, and trustworthiness. 

1. Don’t make demands of submissive girls that don’t belong to you. You should know the difference between having the ability to control your own submissive, and how you should be treating all the rest that don’t belong to you.

2. Don’t talk intimately/woo other submissives behind the back of the one that belongs to you. All the time and energy you have to put into the submissive world should be aimed at your own submissive. If you want a different submissive, do the right thing, and break with the one you currently own first.

3. Don’t ditch submissives. How would you feel if the person you depend on for nearly everything suddenly went up in a puff of smoke, and was never heard from again? How would it effect your ability to trust someone else to take up the same role in your life? Stop ghosting, and ruining perfectly good submissives. 

4. Don’t cut your submissive out from contributing to your relationship. Yes, I know she put you in charge, but relationships evolve, and if you don’t attend to what she wants out of yours, your relationship is likely to evolve in separate directions. You can still be in charge, and listen to her wants and needs, I promise. 

5. Don’t ask someone you just met to be your submissive. It’s your job to inspire her to submit to you, by getting to know who she is, and showing her that you are the single most qualified man to be her Dominant. Don’t be lazy. Being a Dominant takes a lot of focus and energy. If you’re not up for that, go find another title to adopt. 

6. Don’t put your submissive on a shelf when caring for her is not convenient to you, and take her down off the shelf when it suits you. Submissives are human beings, and though some of them like to be treated like objects from time to time, they should not be ignored when you don’t feel like dealing with your relationship. If you don’t have to the time and energy to adopt the role of Dominant for someone, then don’t do it in a half-assed way.

7. Don’t compare your current submissive with past submissives. It’s not a competition. You should be making her feel like she’s the most important person in your current world, so don’t make her feel like she’s less than other submissives, or that you’re pining for something you no longer have, and feel you can’t have with her. 

8. Don’t skimp on the essential ingredients in D/s relationships. Don’t be that guy who limits your submissives safeword in any way. A safeword is the difference between consensual sex, and possible rape and abuse. Don’t skimp on aftercare. Let her know how much you appreciate all the control she continuously allows you to have over her, and how well she is performing for you. It’s the difference between a proud and happy submissive, and a sad and confused one. 

9. Don’t make unilateral decisions that your submissive is directly opposed to. You don’t get to decide your submissive needs a sister because it suits you to have a second submissive to play with, when it’s patently against her wishes. Once again, it’s her relationship too. 

10. Don’t lie to your submissive. It’s all about trust. It’s trust that inspires her to submit to you. It’s trust that inspires her to allow you to continue to hold her submission. One or two breaches of trust, and it all falls apart. 

JD🌹

Gullible

“You’re so gullible,” I laughed.

“I am not!” You huffed back, indignant.

I raised an eyebrow. “Do you even know what gullible means?”

“It means–” You opened your mouth and closed it, suddenly very confused as you glared at me. “What did you–”

“It means you’re free. So you don’t think you’re free?”

“O-Of course I do, I just didn’t know it me–”

I laughed. “I’m just yanking your chain. You’re so gullible.” I saw your face freeze in confusion and annoyance.

I lowered my voice. “Gullible in this instance means controlled. You are so controlled. You love being controlled. Isn’t that right?”

“R…Right.” You looked dazed, a bit of the light behind your eyes growing dimmer as they fluttered. “I’m gullible.”

I brought a hand to my mouth. “My, are you sure? Do you know what you just said?”

“I…no…?” You started to slump back against the couch.

“Gullible means you’re in trance. Aren’t you? You’re so gullible.”

And you slid and fell right into my lap, my gullible little toy.

Gullible

“You’re so gullible,” I laughed.

“I am not!” You huffed back, indignant.

I raised an eyebrow. “Do you even know what gullible means?”

“It means–” You opened your mouth and closed it, suddenly very confused as you glared at me. “What did you–”

“It means you’re free. So you don’t think you’re free?”

“O-Of course I do, I just didn’t know it me–”

I laughed. “I’m just yanking your chain. You’re so gullible.” I saw your face freeze in confusion and annoyance.

I lowered my voice. “Gullible in this instance means controlled. You are so controlled. You love being controlled. Isn’t that right?”

“R…Right.” You looked dazed, a bit of the light behind your eyes growing dimmer as they fluttered. “I’m gullible.”

I brought a hand to my mouth. “My, are you sure? Do you know what you just said?”

“I…no…?” You started to slump back against the couch.

“Gullible means you’re in trance. Aren’t you? You’re so gullible.”

And you slid and fell right into my lap, my gullible little toy.

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Begging sir

Please sir your good little slut is in desperate need for release. I'm so incredibly horny from being teased throughout the day and now. I'm a wet slutty mess who is craving releae. I know orgasms are only rewards for me and I've been a very good girl and begging for this reward. It would be so nice to be rewarded by sir and to have release. I'm just such w horny mess. Pleaee sir.

Aroused by my own voice

Tonight sir gave me the suggestion the sound of my own voice would arouse me. Of course I felt compelled to talk to him about it and he made me describe to him just how conditioned I am… Then he sent me the link to an erotic hypno story and made me read it out loud. Each word that came out of my mouth fuelled my arousal and made me whimper and squirm. After sir removed the suggestion I was still very much a horny mess, I was informed I wouldn’t be getting release this evening and I’m going to be on a couple of days of denial…