JuNo: aching and dripping
A frighteningly long post that makes me think I should either write less or post more frequently!
I woke horny and wet. I've started listening to Cal's curse via sleep headphones, so felt fuzzy and dumb when I came to.
My first edge of the day was on a pillow, to catch up on Wednesday. Before this Juno, I've never edged by humping. I'm not sure I could cum this way, but that makes it perfect!
I popped out, wearing my ben wa balls and no bra/panties. I edged twice in a changing room. They were only very soft edges and I struggled because of how exposed I felt. The horniness really hit when I got home and thought about what I'd done.
I edged another eight times in two sessions later in the day. Blissfully achey, I headed to bed.
A busy day for my fingers! I woke and edged twice shortly after. I crawled naked to the stairs. Once down, I made myself breakfast in my curtainless kitchen. It's pretty shaded, so unlikely anyone could see unless they were in the garden, but still gave me a thrill.
I humped the footstool to three satisfying edges. I took a break, before pumping and then clamping my nipples and catching up on the remaining Tuesday edges. They were so deliciously sore and so much more sensitive than before Juno. I soft edged playing with them after removing the clamps, but have decided nipple edges only count if they're hard edges.
For my edge with a toy in a public room, I grabbed one of my new butt plugs. It's a 'small' plug but seems big to me. It's studded and felt incredible as I fucked myself with it to several more edges. I left it in until I was uncomfortable, aware of the dress code for next week.
I planned my final session to be a couple of edges at most. Instead of getting the work done that I needed to focus on, I got lost in an edging session lasting a couple of hours. Most of it was slow, relentless teasing. By the end of it and the day, I'd managed 26 edges. I'm so grateful for my counter app, or I would have been so lost in the high I would have had no idea what I had achieved.
I woke up a little sore after all the activity of the day before. I slipped a larger and heavier set of Ben wa balls than I have been using that I usually struggle to wear because of their size. I felt incredibly full and ended up humping the air to a lovely edge. I cooled down, but revved myself up again to another edge before I left for the day.
I had a spa day booked. I chickened out and took the balls out before my massage, but edged in the changing room before I did. They stayed out whilst i relaxed and didn't go back in until I reinserted them in the shower at the spa. I edged in the shower, aware there was a gap between the frosted glass for and the frame, hoping the shower covered my panting.
I headed home in the late afternoon. I immediately stripped off and crawled to get my butt plug. I chose my glass one which has a slender neck, but is just as wide as the 'small' plug from the day before. That stayed in for seven hours.
I watched two videos. One of a girl being edged by her Mistress before a single ruin. The other of a woman being edged whilst locked in a spreader to multiple ruins. Her Dom then gave her a couple of full orgasms before switching back to a ruin. The idea of someone doing that to me- not knowing if an edge, ruin or an orgasm was coming and having no idea when it would all end whilst bound, unable to get away. I had to stop edging for fear of being a bad girl.
I completed several stories/tasks between admin work over the course of the evening. I ate out of a dog bowl and felt so submissive not being allowed to use my hands, licking the bowl clean at the end. I was sopping by the end of the day and had to catch the juices dripping off them with my tongue, before sucking them clean like a good girl.
Today, I woke aching to be filled, despite my glass Ben wa balls, but maybe because of them. I teased myself with my lush for half an hour and finally reached an edge. I watched a video of a girl being unlocked from a charity belt and being edged before bring locked away again. I edged with her and copied her frenzied humping the air when she was locked away, fantasizing it was me on that bed.
I got distracted by admin work until 1. I pumped but then put bands on my swollen nipples, so I could pretend that I almost have normal sized ones.
My studded plug went in and I had another 10 hard edges fantasising about living in a world where women are edged until they are judged wet enough to satisfy a husband and married off. I of course, need extra sessions.
It is becoming frighteningly normal to pull my hand away at that last moment. I'm truly hoping the hypnosis works and I'm left begging for any orgasm, even a ruin. Or maybe I'll keep going and edging until I'm so screwed I can't imagine anything else.
