Edging Kink - Blog Posts

Omg pillow hypnosis where they make you hump your pillow and hump your mind away yes please

Ongoing Benefits of Mindless Edging and Denial...

I'm always horny... I mean really. All. The. Time.

I feel decidedly docile and humble...

...which makes me feel even more deliciously submissive.

I am always ready to be used. Literally. Anyone that messages me can just use me. They don't even need to ask.

I am instantly ready to edge... because I am consistently wet.

I am more responsive to your suggestions...

My hunger to serve you is deeper and I am more pliant.

I am ready to sink lower and lower as you degrade me... its a crazy delicious spiral.

I am tingling all the time and playing with my nipples feels like I'm going to cum... fuck!

All this means I can take a lot more punishment. I can hit myself harder, slap myself more, choke myself further... gosh that's hot

I could go on...

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

Tumblr has taught me to edge. i am learning to crave the mindless effects of edging. i love how it make me more depraved. i have been edging all weekend!

Edging

At first I thought that edging was just a silly game, but now I can see the effects that it has on me.

Thanks to Tumblr I started edging on my knees, on the floor with my tongue out, all naked, drooling and humiliating myself.

This is making me more and more depraved, and I’m starting to like kinks that I used to find disgusting.

It actually makes me feel dumber, my head feels all fuzzy and there is always a part of me that is thinking about edging. I’m constantly leaking and getting wet, so wet that I can feel my wetness ruining my panties.

I think Im getting dirtier and sluttier every day, and its so fucking hot

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

I want a man to turn me into his personal porn. Fetishize my identity, my orientation, my mental illness and turn me into a stereotype because it gets him hard. Dress me up and tell me how to act. Objectify me and turn me into a sex object.

Imagine you enjoy being made to rub and edge. First thing when you wake before you even get out of bed. Perhaps with fingers perhaps use a pillow.. This starts a day off properly and ensures correct mindset. Continuing you will touch yourself until wet at least every few hours. Set a timer to ensure you do so. This will build a habit that eventually needs no reminder… Hands just move.. fingers reflexively touch every few hours throughout the day. Keeping yourself a little needy.. just a little wet.

Thats how you will be.. sensitive, wet, desperate... Puffy and slick will become your default.. maybe you cancel plans just to stay in and edge for me. Becoming consumed with being such a good girl.. an obedient cute little edge toy. The ideal play thing. Growing to love and look forward to consistently pleasing as such. Edge last thing before you drift off at night. This could be with your fingers or grinding on a pillow. You will ensure your mind is conditioned even as you sleep at night. Growing more addicted to this pleasure. The possibilities are limited only by imagination.

finding an enabler is so much fun like woops hahaha you’re encouraging me to enjoy things i shouldn’t hahaha sure hope this doesn’t get out of control

Sadists are wierd because if you look up at them with teary red eyes, mascara running down your face, whimpering, crying and begging them, it just gets them harder, more exciting and makes them want to do more of whatever is causing your distress….

It’s me. I’m sadists.

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 ^^

I don't think a lotta people realize the subtler side of mental conditioning kink. It's not all instantly dropping for cock, it's not all consuming.

Sometimes it's about thinking the phrase "big silly boobies!" out of nowhere. Sometimes it's a nagging voice that makes you feel like you forgot to do something, like it was really important - and then you realize that's your desire to bend over and get fucked. Sometimes it's not being in the mood at all but scrolling tumblr anyway until something ramps you up.

Today I finished lunch, and I thought "I should go edge in the car". But it was a distant thought. I didn't follow it. I wanted to sit in the building lobby and look at my phone instead.

But the urge didn't go away. Instead the thought plucked and plucked at me. My lunch break ended, but the thought was still there. Finally I gave in and went to the bathroom to edge instead.

And like. Omg. It just feels so much better. Like soooo much better. I thought while edging "I should have my titties out!" and as soon as I gave into that too it felt so good. I can't explain what's happening to me. Like I know in the back of my mind but the words aren't there. I just wanna talk about my slutty bouncy boobies and be like this forever. I wanna be a dumb slut forever. A silly fuckdoll. A bubbly brainless bimbo 💖💖💖

Anyway so yeah its all like way more of a trip than the stories. There's just like so much more to it and I wish every girl could experience it because it's like the absolute funnest!

Pathetic fuck toy is edging awake. Naked in bed. Vibe on clit. Drippy cunt. Pathetic fuck toy hasn’t cum for 546 days

I don’t even wanna be fucked I just want to be your party accessory?? Like bring me to your friends house dressed like a slut on a collar and leash. Keep me cuddled up at your feet in front of you while you talk about important things and I play with my pink DS (I used to play Pokémon and Nintendogs on mine as a little girl and I bought a new one a couple years ago that makes me regress like crazy). Occasionally pet me with your foot, or tug on my leash so I sit up on my knees so you can kiss me, stoke my face, stick a couple fingers in my mouth and tell me I’m being a good girl. Your friends can touch me if they want, in the same way they ask to pet cute dogs. I’m just an animal, and you know who should touch me better than I do anyway.

Wokeup so horny had to rub my pussy so much so good to rub and drift and rub my pussy rub my brains out rub my pussy rub my brainsout 3ub my pussy rub my rains out brainwashing is good for me brqin2ashing is pleasure brainwashing is good gor me brainwashing is pleadire

You enjoy being mindlessly horny… You enjoy being close to the edge… You enjoy needing permission…

Embrace it.

Notice:

It is now your time for random hole inspection. All a part of your training feedback loop. Immediately report condition of holes to receive prescription to ensure proper behavior.

I don’t need to cum I need to serve

I don’t need to cum I need to serve

I don’t need to cum I need to serve

I don’t need to cum I need to serve

I don’t need to cum I need to serve

I don’t need to cum I need to serve

I don’t need to cum I need to serve

I don’t need to cum I need to serve

I don’t need to cum I need to serve

I don’t need to cum I need to serve

Mind: BLANK

Emotions: OFF

Resistance: GONE

Tits: OUT

Pussy: WET

::toy ready for programming::

The largest most important sex organ by far

Sapiosexual

One who finds the content of someone else's mind to be their most attractive attribute, above and before their physical characteristics. From the Latin root sapien, meaning wise.

- In other words: If your mind doesn't turn me on, nothing else will.

I Like You Broken

No, I don't want to fix you. That's what therapists are for. I'm sure you can find a half dozen guys who think they'll be the one to fix all your issues and make you a healthy girl.

You go ahead and give it a go, if you like. But I think you're tired of that, aren't you? You don't want someone who's looking to fix you. You want someone who doesn't flinch when they see the real you. Someone who won't have pity in his eyes or try to tell you how to fix your problems.

I want your problems, doll. I want you broken. Is it an eating disorder? Body image? Daddy issues? Low self esteem? Substance abuse? Tell me all of it. Tell me about being raped while I make you reenact it. Tell me about your eating struggles while I critically inspect every inch of your body. Tell me how worthless you are while I dig a boot into your cunt and talk to prettier girls.

I'm not here to fix you, I'm here to exploit you. I'll use every fucked up issue you have to manipulate you and mould you into my little toy. I'll chuckle when I break you all over again. I'll get off to your ugly crying. But I promise you'll never see pity in my eyes.

Come show me how broken you are.

Sure, finding a girl who’s already dumb and submissive is great, but finding a smart, independent, headstrong girl and slowly conditioning her to be compliant, dependent, and stupid? Top tier 🩷

Broken toys can be the most precious

You’re so broken. You can’t even cum without watching the most fucked up and degrading porn, can you? Good girl. I’m going to break you even further.

Edging is better than cumming.

Sometimes it is the little things

They say that all good things cum to an end... Fortunately you will never be quite THAT good... Listen lovingly Edge endlessly Obey openly Obedience is Pleasure Enslavement is Bliss Slip on a pair...and slip deeper under My spell

Edging

At first I thought that edging was just a silly game, but now I can see the effects that it has on me.

Thanks to Tumblr I started edging on my knees, on the floor with my tongue out, all naked, drooling and humiliating myself.

This is making me more and more depraved, and I’m starting to like kinks that I used to find disgusting.

It actually makes me feel dumber, my head feels all fuzzy and there is always a part of me that is thinking about edging. I’m constantly leaking and getting wet, so wet that I can feel my wetness ruining my panties.

I think Im getting dirtier and sluttier every day, and its so fucking hot

Filled

Yes, baby.

Yes, it’s possible to learn to like anal. To love the feeling of being stretched there, being filled. To crave it.

But I don’t want that, baby.

I want you to hate it every single time.

I want you to cry while I fuck your ass, I want you to beg me not to and promise anything and everything just so I won’t do it again.

I want it to be my favorite hole anyway.

Will you do that for me, baby?

it is so rewarding to turn a very smart woman into a stupid, edge addicted girl. she truly is capable of amazing things and i have watched her achieve great heights but she readily throws that off to the side to be a mindless whore for me<3

Sadism Please

I want someone to hurt me. I like pain, yes. But it's knowing that someone *wants* to hurt me, that my pain arouses them, that they are pleased by my suffering. That's the sexiest thing.

Tell me that I make cute noises when you hit me.

Tell me that my tears make turn you on.

Tell me that I'm so pretty when I'm afraid.

Sometimes, pin me down or tie me up so that I can't escape the torture.

Sometimes command me to take it using my own discipline to stay still.

Give me the opportunity to prove my devotion by suffering for you.

I promise, I'll be a good girl.