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i get sooo many asks and DMs asking for tips on how to get better at edging so i wanted to make an actual post about how i turned myself into a total edgeslut — and how you can, too! there's really only one main 'rule' to follow while you're learning how to edge, so i promise you can do it! this info should still be applicable regardless of your particular genitalia, but i mostly reference cunts because that's what i've got.

the one rule!

my ultimate suggestion for people who are new to edging and finding it almost impossible is to STOP TRYING TO EDGE. some of you are going like that's crazy edging is all i want to do! but listen to me. listen to me. we are going to get you there.

if horniness is a scale of one to ten, with one being 'not horny at all' and ten being 'orgasming' the ideal edging situation is that you get to a nine and then stop. that's really hard to do, though! but you could probably get to a four and stop, right? pretty easily, even.

that's what you want to do. figure out that highest number on that scale you can go and still stop, and go to that number. do this a lot. i love, love, LOVE touching like this, even now that i am a pro at edging, because there's zero risk of going over and it's still a great tool to keep you horny / submissive / feeling hot as hell / whatever it is you want to get out of edging.

start at bringing yourself to a four and then stop. once you've mastered that, once that feels almost too easy, move up to a five. then a six. seven. i encourage you not to cum at all while you're doing this, but also, i'm not your dom! do what you want! the point is you're touching-without-cumming a lot (which is great practice all on it's own) and you're acclimating your body to getting horny, sometimes even REALLY horny, without actually cumming every time it happens.

doing this regularly also has the pleasant side-effect keeping you aroused more often than not. if you're constantly bringing yourself to level seven horniness and then stopping, you are almost never going to drop below level three. you are going to be turned on a LOT, which feels sooooo good. which leads to...

getting addicted*!

the thing about being always horny, about touching yourself all the time, about never cumming, is that it feels really, really good. people wouldn't do denial if it didn't! and once you've had a month or so of touching-but-not-edging and your body's adjusted to the sense of being constantly turned on and how good it feels, it gets to a point where cumming is a lot less appealing. you know it's going to take away the good, horny, happy feeling that you're getting addicted to! once you've come to really, really enjoy being constantly horny, and come to associate the idea of cumming with losing that good feeling, that makes it a lot easier to keep from going over as you creep up to higher levels like eight and nine. and even when you do go over, the fact that you'll lose the sensation that you've come to enjoy so much will just reinforce for you that it's better not to cum!

*i'm using addicted as a fun little hyperbole word here, but i do want to add the disclaimer that if your edging / horniness / etc. starts to interfere with your life like a real addiction then you gotta stop that before you hurt yourself. do not actually jeopardize your job/relationships/etc. for kink.

edging!

by this point, you'll have lots of practice at masturbating without going over and you'll be addicted to the feeling of being constantly turned on — and you'll dread the thought of losing that feeling. those things combined are the peak edging scenario. this is the point when you can start trying to edge seriously; bringing yourself to a nine on our horny scale and stopping.

you will probably still go over occasionally as you figure out your actual limits — don't be angry at yourself for this, but do refrain from trying to edge again on days you go over. the last thing you want is to reacclimate your body to coming regularly. if you try to edge in the morning but go over by mistake, just bring yourself to a level eight for the rest of the times you masturbate and try again tomorrow. eventually, you'll know your limits, be addicted to the feeling of being edged, and be really practiced at doing it!

if you're still having trouble or just want to play in new ways, then find out what turns you on but you can't orgasm from. your nipples are sensitive enough to break your brain but you can't orgasm just from that? well then get to playing with them, dummy! love penetration but can't come from it without clit stimulation? tape off your clit and get fucking! i can never cum just from humping a pillow or grinding on something, so grinding is a great way for me to edge! try to find stuff that makes you really, really horny but that you can't orgasm from and really lean into those things!

Such an amazing loop

More.

More edging.

More porn.

More audios.

You need more.

It's never enough.

It will never be enough.

The more you do it the more you break.

The more you break, the better it feels.

The better it feels, the more you do it.

You lost.

And you love it.

“Do you want to cum?” He asked the girl writhing on the floor as another edge washed over her.

All she managed in response was a sound that can only be described as half moan, half whimper.

“How long have you been edging?”

“I don’t know.” She huffed. Her eyes floated and rolled as her fingers continued to rub her swollen red clit.

Amused, he asked, “Well, when did you start?”

“2:00”

He flicked his wrist to check the time. “You’ve been edging for three hours? Straight?” Another gasp as yet another edge rocked her body. “Yeah you do want to cum. Don’t you?”

“Yes Master, please!” The hope of an orgasm brought her from the fog of edging and desperation flooded her eyes. “Please Master! Please can I cum?”

“Yeah, you want to cum.” He crooned. Of course you want cummies. Look at what a mess you are. Three hours of edging! You’ve soaked the bed beneath you. But cunts don’t cum. Do they?”

“No Master.” She pouted. Cunts don’t cum.” Her fingers fell from her dripping cunt.

“Don’t stop” he warned and gave her that look, the one that always earned immediate obedience. When her sticky fingers again returned to pleasure, he continued. “Cunts don’t cum.”

“Yes Master. Cunts don’t cum.” She repeated the mantra.

“Cunts don’t cum.” He said, his voice deep and soothing, hypnotic even.

“Cunts don’t cum.” She repeated, not yet falling into the trance, still too desperate for an orgasm.

“And what are you?”

“I’m a cunt. I’m your cunt, Master.” She whined as she let another orgasm literally slip through her fingers, dancing on the edge.

“Yes. That’s right. You’re a cunt. My cunt. Cunts don’t cum.”

“Cunts don’t cum.” She confirmed. “Cunts don’t cum. Cunts never cum. Edge only.”

“Say it again.” His voice soothing and deep.

She started to fall into his words. Soothing and deep. Deep like the fog. Falling deep into the fog. “Cunts don’t cum. Edge only.”

“Not yet. I want you desperate a little longer. Cunts don’t cum.” He pulled her back from the fog of trance, just a little. Lucid but foggy. Desperate but dropping. “My cunt, why don’t cunts cum?” He asked.

Puzzled, and wanting to fall into the bliss of trance, she didn’t know how to answer. Her fingers continued rubbing her aching clit, sliding gently into her slippery hole, spreading her arousal across her smooth lips and thighs. “Because Master said so.”

“Good cunt. Obedient cunt. But why? Why don’t cunts cum?”

He pinched and twisted her pierced nipple, and bent to flick his tongue across the other. Another edge. His lips vibrated against her nipple as he growled his pleasure while she shook in frustration as the edge consumed her. As she edged, his pleasured moans competing against hers caught her attention.

He stood straight but continued to pinch and twist her nipples. She saw his cock growing hard in his pants, pressed against his zipper, and she knew. “Cunt edges for Master. Cunt edges in devotion to Master.”

“Yesss!” He sighed and freed his cock, taking it in hand and stroking it before her. “Every edge is an offering to me, your Master. Edge for me, my cunt.”

“Cunts don’t cum.” She said again in desperation. Her fingers barely even grazing her sensitive, desperate clit to another edge.

“Cunts don’t cum.” He repeated, his voice soothing and hypnotic again. Taking her down into the fog. “Cunts don’t cum. Edge for Master.” He continued to stroke his cock, pumping his hand rhythmically to his words.

“Cunts don’t cum. Edge for Master. Edge forever.” She embraced the fog. Embraced each edge. Welcomed the waves of escaping pleasure as a sacrifice to her Owner, her Master, the love of her life. The fog of trance swirling with his words, as she fell deeper into her own arousal. Each edge taking her deeper.

He stroked himself to the orgasm she wouldn’t have. His own sticky cum spilled from his cock, landing on her sticky fingers at her cunt as they brought on yet another edge. She continued to repeat his words. “Cunts don’t cum. Edge for Master. Edge forever.”

Sated, he slowly brought her out of the fog. Lifting her gently from trance. Counting up to clear the smoke, breathing deeply to think clearly. As the mists of trance disappeared, the ache in her denied cunt intensified. With her mind clouded only by the intense need to orgasm, the trance fully behind her, his fingers joined hers, dancing across her clit, plunging deep inside her, mixing his cum with her sticky arousal. He asked again, “Do you want to cum, my cunt?”

“No Master. Cunts don’t cum. Edge only.”

Sometimes it is the little things

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.

Please punish me for getting wet. Only a pathetic, deranged little whore would start ruining her panties from hearing all the fucked up, violent things you want to do to me. Show me just what dirty, drippy little messes like me get. Once my ass is nice and bruised run a finger over my pussy and feel how soaked I am. Tell me I’m obviously an even more hopeless case than you thought. Clearly my pussy is just too slutty. If I want to be a good girl I’ll have to give it up entirely. Then shove yourself in my ass dry and enjoy my pretty little screams.

“Humiliating isn’t it. Being told to lay there and hump the air while I watch. You’re doing all the right movements to feel the pleasure of someone fucking you. Making all the right noises, all the right faces. But, you don’t feel any pleasure. Your mind knows it should be feeling the wonderful sensations of a cock pumping in and out of you, but your body is being starved of it. Keep going. Keep imagining how good that feels in your head. Loose yourself in that fantasy of pleasure. Keep humping the air until your leggings are soaked through and then walk around the rest of the day knowing that your pussy is so starved of pleasure, so denied. That you don’t even need stimulation to get all worked up.”

(based on a real conversation I had with someone where they made me hump the air relentlessly)

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

ATTENTION ALL CUNTS!!

Today I discovered a totally amazing way to help me become a better edgeslut! This has probably been done before but I want to share it with everyone I possibly can because it’s amazing🥰

All you need is a pair of panties and some scissors! While you’re wearing the panties find where they sit over your little clitty, then take them off and cut the tiniest little slit in the panties—just enough for your clit to stick out of!

Make sure you spread your gross cunt lips out of the way when you put your new panties on, because the goal is for your clit to be isolated on the outside of your panties—to rub against the seam of your pants, your thighs when you’re walking around the house, or whatever furniture you’re desperate enough to hump!

The one downside is that the stimulation might make you cum at first if you’re not careful… but the benefits are:

-constant stimulation to make you wet and needy,

-you’ll constantly be able to reach an edge at a moment’s notice, but

-your clit gets swollen and sore to the point that it hurts to rub it long enough to cum

-you’ll look dumber and spacier to your peers all the time because of your brand new constant distraction,

-and more!

I’ve only had my clit panties on for a half hour and I’m already overstimulated—I can’t wait to see how I feel after tomorrow, my clit will probably be screaming💕 please rb if you’re a cunt who is gonna try this or a Man who’s making His toy try it! I’d love to hear how it goes!!

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.