Did you really think you’d get away with it sweetie~? Think I wouldn’t notice, that you could sneak this by me and I’d be none the wiser? Oh darling, you’ve so much to learn…if you can still comprehend complex thoughts after this.
You know you were still deep in your edging time little one. You hadn’t yet earned another orgasm. And yet you thought that just because I had a few errands to run you’d be able to get off~? Be able to relieve some of the pressure so that it didn’t overwhelm you. And then what, hope I wouldn’t notice the scent of a bitch in heat when I got home?
You should know better than that by now, sweetie. Now, the only question is what should I do with you, hmm~?
You’ve shown that you can’t even control your urges. So maybe I should tie you up. Prevent you from breaking the rules. You would look absolutely precious bound up like that you know…arms above your head, tied to the bed. So vulnerable, I really couldn’t help but play with you in that state.
It’d be almost criminal if I didn’t tease your body with toys. See how sensitive your nipples are when I tape vibrators to them. Watch you squirm and try to escape when I use the numbing cream on you before using my fingers. Laugh when you try to buck against the toy slowly inching its way into your ass. Hearing you hiss in pleasure when I drip the candle wax down your body. Really though, knowing you I’ll either need to put a gag in your mouth so you don’t disturb your neighbors, or sit on your face to muffle the sounds~
Personally I think that would be a wonderful way to remind you of your place as my little edgeslut. After all, you cum when I decide sweetie, not whenever you want~
Although…there is another way to handle this.
If you really can’t control yourself sweetie, if you give into your own desires so easily, why not push it~? Why don’t we see how many your body can take, little one. No no, not with breaks. Not throughout the day. Back to back. How many can you take before your brain is a pile of useless mush, hmm~? Sure, one or two and you might feel a bit tired, a bit sensitive, but surely you can take more. Four or five? Pushing it, but surely you can give mommy one more, can’t you~? Go on, just one more…
But after ten? Twenty~? Could you even remember your own name? Would your mind be able to form any coherent thought, or would you be so deep in subspace you could barely comprehend what was happening. And just how sensitive would you be…I’m sure your own panties would be enough to make you gasp and whine in that state.
So. Should I punish you with denial…or see just how much your body can take before you break for me~
