Force Me To Drink A Bunch Of Water And Then Not Let Me Pee. Tell Me If I Wet Myself, I’ll Be Punished

Slaps your cunt, slaps your cunts, slaps your cunt Slaps your cunt, slaps your cunts, slaps your cunt Slaps your cunt, slaps your cunts, slaps your cunt Slaps your cunt, slaps your cunts, slaps your cunt Slaps your cunt, slaps your cunts, slaps your cunt Slaps your cunt, slaps your cunts, slaps your cunt

Its been more than another year and still an inspiration for all.

Edging myself awake on my 365th day of denial! 😳🤯

A shining example for others

Edging. It’s been 359 days since I’ve cum and I’m not going to cum this year. I don’t deserve orgasms. I’m best edged out and needy and pathetic.

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.

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...

He sits in his chair reading a new book.

I’m naked and tied next to him on the floor, drool dripping from my gagged mouth and onto my chest. The vibrator has been been pressed to my pussy for nearly an hour - switching off each time I near an orgasm.

He’s holding the vibrator remote, keeping me on the edge of an orgasm. Keeping me on the edge of tears. The edge of sanity.

I whine through the gag. My desperate eyes on him, looking for relief and searching for mercy in his face.

He doesn’t look up. He turns the page of his book and the vibrator switches back on.

Relaxed. Clothed. Barely paying attention to me.

And yet, he is destroying my fucking world.

“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)

Good girls edge over the nastiest and grossest porn they can find. It doesn’t matter how bad they’re gonna fry their brains. They just need to keep rubbing over and over until their brains leak out of their ears.

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