Edging is your self hypnosis. It keeps you grounded and level, reminding you what you are.
You can’t get enough of how it feels to tune the world out and rub. That aching feeling, the desperate need for friction, your clit is reacting now as you read this.
Squeezing your thighs any chance you get, mindlessly humping as you sit, desperate for that feeling. Your mind goes beautifully blank, your pussy starts to flood and then you drop…
Woke up so horny edging awake
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There is something childishly magical.. so deeply satisfying about a submissive begging.. please spank me. Perhaps one hand is bound and the other hand commanded to keep touching yourself. Fortunately cars don’t fall from clouds. The deep level needed to trust me implicitly.. the warm intense thrill coursing through your veins knowing how wet you are from just the anticipation of it all You think about incredible pent up glorious tension from how much you touch yourself leading up to this.. knowing how satisfying it is when you will see the marks that linger bringing flashbacks and that deep twinge of excitement in places you know but don’t talk about with others to you every time you glance at them like you are triggered to imagine it all again and again. It’s almost as if you can imagine a time in the near future when you think back to reminisce now about how exciting it is. You can’t help but smile and cycle through it in your mind. Over and over.
i wanna be invited to a sex party, only to be tied up as soon as i arrive to serve as lube dispenser. someone positions a bowl underneath my already dripping pussy to catch any excess juices while another man shoves a vibrator against my clit, bringing me right to the edge before stopping, sliding his hand down over my pussy. i wince as he suddenly pushes three fingers in, nodding in approval as he uses my slick to lube up someone's ass.
for the rest of the night i am edged continuously, with people using my dripping pussy to lube up their dicks, toys, fists, or anything they find fun to insert in me. it's never fucking; the only stimulation i get is just slow, almost clinical insertion and exertion. sometimes not even that, only using the bowl under my legs as i beg them to fuck me, please. i try to clench around their dicks, to shake my hips, but they are not here to fuck me. i am just an object to them, an edgeslut so ruined this is the only way i can be useful.
I want to play videogames with someone while I make them drink and hold their piss. I'll be able to see just how desperate and wiggly they're getting by how badly they're playing, and I can tease them relentlessly until they begin to leak, and then I'll tell them to keep playing while I fuck the piss out of them from behind.
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.
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
Such an amazing loop
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.
god corruption is so hot. being a good little sub and getting into more and more fucked up shit, realizing i’m getting wet over stuff that would have grossed me out just a few months ago, the way my mind is being completely broken and reshaped in order to be of better use…. yeah <3
Are you the kind of person who someday can imagine being outside watching yourself have a fantasy of a vivid scene where you remember you are a play thing for this person you trust completely? Perhaps a fantasy where you touch yourself in just that way you know makes you tingle regularly. You don’t even have to focus on where you feel that excitement begin to come inside you. You don’t have to focus on where you feel it moving to or even where you feel it that you know is the most incredible. It’s as if the more you feel it the more you want to touch yourself for this person you trust. You never quite go over the edge though without permission from this person. Each time you imagine this continues you need it more and more. The more you imagine reflecting on watching yourself have this fantasy, the more you are intrigued by the images in your mind because you realize you are more and more aroused.
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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