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As I am almost denied for 2 full weeks, and I keep leaking from the moment I wake up until I go to bed. The desperation started to kick in a bit harder, and falling asleep as needy as I am has become a bit of a problem. My mind is cloudy, and I am getting frustrated very easily. However, I still don't want to cum, and I want to see how long I can stay denied before I start begging for release.
During the weekend, we started to play around lunchtime, on a call on which he controlled my edges - I started just by cockwarming, while he teased me, and then I was able to rub my clit. First with my hand, then with the bullet, just to increase the challenge. The goal is still the same - not cumming, independently of how close I get. I like these challenges, as I am always able to surprise myself with how much I can push myself before cumming. I need to be ready so he can fuck me as hard as he wishes, and I still manage to stay denied - just like a bootcamp on how to be the perfect edgeslut for him. I am a bit of a sensitive girl (as you could have guessed by the previous posts), and I always referred to him as "baby" or "love", which is a habit we are trying to get rid of during playtime. Everytime I forgot to refer to him as "Sir", I had to slap my pussy, and everytime I forgot I added one more slap to the punishment. I will never forget the moment he said I owed him 8 slaps, and I said that the last 7 were a bit painful. He said I could go gentler, and I remember immediately smiling and saying "Gentler? No sir, I don't want it gentler". In the end, it was a punishment, and if it was easy, it wouldn't be fun.
After this, we agreed that I would not be allowed to touch my pussy without him watching or listening. If I was needy and constantly craving him before this, now you can't imagine how much I want him knowing that, when he calls me, I'll be able to touch my pussy again. Later that evening, when he called me I was ready. I could feel my pussy leaking and clenching, probably in anticipation of knowing I was gonna be able to touch myself again. We started slowly again, and as I started to lose my mind, he told me I had to fuck myself and use the bullet on maximum speed. This alone drives me crazy, but he told me he would cum for me, and until he did, I couldn't stop stimulating myself. It doesn't matter how close I get, I can't cum.
I can tell you, that was the hardest thing I have ever done in my life. As he was watching me, I had to way to escape but to do what he told me, and he would know if I slowed down or stopped. I had to beg to stop, and I begged a lot. "Sir I really don't want to cum" and "please" kept coming out of my mouth repeatedly, and everytime he said "No" or "Don't Stop", I could see my whole life going through my eyes. In the end, my bottom lip was swollen in the end from biting it so hard, and I really thought I was gonna lose it all in the end. So after this I can say I am happily still denied for almost two weeks, and I keep pushing myself to my limit to be the best denial slut for him, and make him proud of his babygirl 🎀
Tabitha Discovers a Love of Denial
Oh. Oh fuck. Her pussy was literally fucking drooling. Tabitha's trembling fingers reached down, already expecting to find herself slick with arousal, but there was slick and then there was actively dripping from her messy cunt onto the mattress beneath her and Tabitha was definitely doing the latter. She let out a soft, choking whimper as the full depth of her need sank in, unable to stop herself from teasing her swollen clit until she could feel it pulse with every heartbeat, and the way Gloria watched her helplessly masturbate with a faintly condescending expression on her face somehow managed to make Tabitha even fucking wetter.
"That's a good girl," Gloria cooed, her voice silky and sweet like chocolate syrup, and Tabitha let out a desperate grunt as her fingers froze in an effort to stop herself from tipping over the edge into climax. If anyone had told her just yesterday that not only would another woman's voice be enough to make her cum, but that she'd be so mesmerized into lesbian submission that she herself would try to stop it from happening so she could continue to be the obedient toy her Mistress desired, Tabitha probably would have laughed. But she wasn't laughing now. She was whimpering, panting, desperately squirming with the desire to sink deeper into pleasure, and Gloria was drinking it all up with her deep brown eyes and clearly loving every second of it.
She knew, that was the best and the worst part of it. This was all so new to Tabitha, she'd never had this side of herself awakened at all before let alone experimented with hypnosis and denial and all the other amazing things Gloria was introducing her to, and yet it was all so clearly familiar to her new lover that Tabitha was an open book with big print and Gloria was absolutely reading her for filthiness. It felt downright unfair to be at such a disadvantage, and yet when Gloria traced her ebony fingers lightly over Tabitha's stiff pink nipples and murmured, "You're so weak and wet and needy, aren't you?", Tabitha realized she'd never wanted anything more.
She must have calmed down a little, because her fingers resumed their sultry stroking and Tabitha was beginning to understand that her subconscious knew exactly how far to push her arousal before she couldn't stop herself from cumming, but Gloria's patronizing praise at her self-conditioning nearly brought her to a shuddering, gasping halt again. "Look at that, good girl, look at how well your cunt is listening to me! It's so deeply hypnotized right now, and it's so much stronger than you are. Your cunt is going to make you a perfect little slut, and you don't really want to stop it, do you?" Fuck, that sounded so dirty. Fuck, that sounded so hot.
Tabitha heard herself respond, a tiny little mumble of, "nuh uh," that sounded high and breathy with excitement and almost completely thoughtless in its submissive acquiescence, and she knew just from hearing it that this was really fucking getting to her. It felt almost dangerously exciting, like an addict discovering a new drug, and she could tell she was going to tumble down the rabbit hole of submission to her new lover for a good long time to come. And Gloria could tell how badly it was affecting her, too, because she knew exactly when to snap her fingers and waken Tabitha from the trance that felt so light and mild and delicate… and when Tabitha came up and realized just how horny she was, and how impossible it remained to finger herself to climax, she lurched a thousand times deeper into helpless obedience.
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Recompiling your robot gf's operating system in debug mode, so you can put a breakpoint where the "stimulation" routine reaches its conclusion and calls the "orgasm" subroutine, leaving the execution paused there at the point of no return for a few hours while you go out to dinner together, her processor dutifully trying to focus on the conversation while permanently stuck on the edge...
a cute pair of panties or boxers that vibrate repetitively throughout the day, without any sort of remote control or batteries. it just senses your arousal on it’s own, sparks to life and gives you sooo much pleasure until you’re right on edge, and it leaves you there. it sparks to life every once in a while, bringing you to the edge whenever it chooses, for how long and how many times it chooses, only to leave you hot and horny and aching endlessly… nnnghhh 😵💫
(bonus points if it has a dildo that slips deep inside you once you’ve soaked through the fabric)
Clit throbbing, pussy dripping, you've been edging for weeks and your body is screaming. You're at a boiling point, grinding against anything you can find, fantasizing about fucking the next person you see. Maybe that hot guy at the gym, maybe that married man next door, maybe that stranger in your DMs - it doesn't matter who - you just need to be fucked.
You're humping your pillow, begging for someone to take you, to use you, to fill you. You keep grinding, desperately rubbing against your swollen clit, pulling at your nipples like a rabid animal. You'd promise anything, do anything, if it meant you could just cum. But no matter how hard you try, you just can't seem to get over the edge. Familiar mantras claw at you from the back of your mind, holding you back - good girls edge, good girls don't cum, good girls stay denied.
Part of you thinks you're broken, but deep down you know you're better this way. Trapped in this vicious cycle, forever chasing climax, but never quite reaching it. A desperate needy fuck toy, forever wanting, but never having.
I want my orgasms to be entirely in your control. I have to ask permission before I cum, and if I cum without permission I want the most brutal punishment. I want you to make me edge constantly so that I'm always wet for you. Deny my orgasm for days at a time, make me crazy and desperate with horniness. When you do make me cum I want you to make me regret ever asking. Strap a vibrator to my clit while I'm tied to a fuck machine. Turn the vibrator on high. Leave me for hours being fucked and forced to cum over and over again. By the time you untie me I'll be barely coherent, covered in sweat and tears, and my pussy will be so sensitive from overstimulation. Remind me why I shouldn't beg for orgasms if I can't handle them.
Transition Diary of a Sex Doll
Jane is making a big life decision with her girlfriend, Andie, and was kind enough to keep a record of her experience.
Content warnings: Gore, Medical Gore, Surgery, Amputation, Dehumanization
This story is strictly for folks 18+, minors DNI.
we need more cutesy fake-innocent doms. giggly, hair-twirly, "but puppyyyyyy i wanna playyyy :3" with a shock collar remote in its hand
cw: gaslighting, manipulation, mild cnc, conditioning
salivating at the idea of being told that yes, of course I can earn an orgasm. of course I can!!...but not being told how.
kneeling at their feet, waiting for them to say the rest of the sentence, tell me what I have to do...only for them to smile at me placidly and pat my head. conversation over. I rub my cheek against their thigh, putting my best puppy dog eyes on, and whining, "but how? how can I do it?"
at which they raise their eyebrows, disbelieving. "now, if you were really my good boy, you'd already know. maybe it just shows you aren't ready yet, hm?"
my mind would constantly turn this over and over, filled with insecurity and questions. I thought i was their good boy, don't they always say so? if not...what am i missing? how am i failing them?
and how far will i go? that's the game, isn't it? to see me fall all over myself, kicking into overdrive to please them. offering my throat for them to fuck, constantly. putting my food bowl on the floor and eating there, without even being told to. biting my tongue anytime i want to whine that something's not fair, or something hurts. taking their belt longer than i usually would without signaling that i need a break, even while i sob into the mattress.
breaking myself open for them. confessing my most humiliating desires, my vulnerabilities, without prompting. asking for punishment if i even think of breaking a rule. and all the while, sneaking longing, baleful glances at their face, looking for a hint, a sign that i'm doing something right. of course they notice, but they never bring it up, except to berate me for having ulterior motives when they really feel like being cruel.
i can't decide between the hottest ways to end this, so here are the options:
it ends when i stop hoping. when the behavior's so ingrained that even without the goal of earning an orgasm, i'm fully in their thrall. when i've given up on ever cumming again. and they give me the command to cum during some innocuous moment when i'm not even doing anything, maybe sitting and watching TV, maybe working, so that there's no sense of having earned it at all. "you earned it because you stopped thinking you could ever deserve it," they tell me.
it ends when i break. when i think there's just no way i'll ever be a good boy, and bawl to them that i'm a bad puppy, i must be, if i'm doing all this work and it's still not good enough--i must be defective, i must be feral. they tell me to cum, and right after i do, they say, "i was waiting for you to realize you need me. you earned it by admitting how much of a stray you really are. but it's okay. this is step one...i can work with this."
it...only sort of ends. it "ends" with me begging them to lock me in chastity, because i can't stop thinking about it, because it's distracting, because the thought of an orgasm is so strong that it keeps me from focusing on pleasing them. "oh, puppy," they croon, and my tears spill over. "such a good boy. my good boy. this is what i've been waiting for--for you to realize that pleasing me is your reward. cumming's just not for you, poor baby. let's have one nice big ruin right before i lock you up, just to make sure it sinks in."
it never ends. some day or another, they get bored, or annoyed by my constant neediness, or just decide they've had their fun, and give me the cum command, and....it doesn't work. my body has learned by now that constant edging is as close as it'll ever get to pleasure. they punish me for losing it, then try again, and it's still gone; intrigued, they test their theory, first with their fingers, then by immobilizing me with a vibrator on the highest setting, and it builds and builds and then--i'm stuck there. right on the edge, helpless. i lose my speech, reduced to whines and whimpers and fruitless shuddering in my bonds, and they tenderly brush a tear from my face and shush me softly. "oh, poor baby. you can't cum anymore? your little cock is just stuck there, huh? aww, puppy. this must just be what your body wants, huh? who am i to deny such a good puppy what's best for it? i'll just leave you here for awhile...let you enjoy it."
edging log: working from home
as a way to kickstart being denied again, i really am jumping in w all four paws. already a shaking sweating mess as i write this. fuck
so i spent the 1st hr of my afternoon wearing ben wa balls while i sent approvals + took meetings and now ive got my kong toy in my underwear which is providing constant pressure that's absolutely maddening against my clit. and i have a batch of approvals to send this aft. so every approval im holding my wand against the kong toy + edging.
guys im only 5 edges in. idk what to do. i wanna cum so bad, i feel like i might start drooling here soon fuck lol
10 edges in. what's really making everything worse is my kong toy. I got so used to not playing with myself btwn edges, my body doesn't know what to do,,
I take the vibe away but there's still this constant pressure n stimulation. my oversenstivie clit doesn't even get a break, it's just pressed up against a dog toy n ofc I can't resist humping just a little even tho it only makes me more frustrated :(((
30 mins left in my workday. haven't decided if I'm gonna stop when I clock out or keep going...ofc if people keep givin me edges to do I'll have no choice 🥺
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feel like im not even coming down from the edge btwm the time I touch myself n the time it takes to finish my approval + get back to touching
ibcant stop squirming n humping and whining, feel like everything btwn my legs is hot n throbbing n like I could ruin on command rn I'm so close n so keyed up
I was told to keep edging after I clock out so I'm gonna do that. never want it to end but want to cum so bad,,,
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hv to hold myself completely still after every edge bc of I move even a little bit against the dog toy I know I'm gonna ruin 😭.v been edging for over an hr n I keep thinking I'm almost scared I can't stop. I'm so addicted to bein denied there's just no telling
god I feel like such a pathetic slut rn. a kong toy n a few touches are turning me stupid and drooly n whiny I can't believ how dumb I look rn
ok so.
26 edges + 1h 25 min in, I've just had one of the weirdest n meanest ruins ever....
almost a full minute *after* hitting the edge + removing the vibrator, I ruined despite the fact I was holding compeltely still. only the Kong toy touching me n not moving. ofc I pulled it away so I wouldn't get any stimulation at all but dear god
wanna know why I ruined? bc I kept thinking in my head "don't ruin don't ruin you stupid mutt just hold it you're not this pathetic"
humiliation kink. fuck I should've known better lmfao,,
I'd say this was a good welcome back to denial 😭 gon to do aftercare now. praises appreciated 🥺 did I do good or??
there's no way to make this sound sexy to people who aren't freaks about it so sorry in advance but i want science to make clit control chips. hear me out............ an outpatient procedure with a single injection, close to zero discomfort due to the device immediately infiltrating and seizing control of all clitoral nerves.
from then on, an app can stimulate the nerves directly, the only limit being the owner's imagination. numbing, increased sensitivity, removing the ability to orgasm, spamming orgasms, minigames that ruin orgasms 🥵 control can be swapped bluetooth or long distance of course
settings can enforce chastity for a pre-set amount of time, either by blocking orgasms or by setting self/community punishments for going over the edge. sliders can make the user experience the buzzing of phantom vibrators, electric shocks, hot wax, the sting of a crop, the caress of a tongue, some brave sluts hop on public transport and open their bluetooth connection to anyone within 20ft and get wet waiting to be tormented.
there could be similar features to lovense pattern sharing 😍 maybe leaderboards too, like the most edges, the longest denial periods, the most orgasms in an hour, etc. maybe even the ability to turn location on for a set period of time. idk idk tldr clit control chips incorporated let's get er funded !!! [ DISCLAIMER: #NOT by el*n m*sk ]
of course the end goal here is that i end up with a girlboyfriend who locks my clit with a passcode and promises i'm never gonna get it back 😍😍😍😍 my HEART throbs out my CLIT when someone teases that they might never let me cum again AND THERE COULD BE AN APP FOR THAT? i would love to show my love by giving 24/7 bluetooth control of my clit to my kidnapper partner ♡ someone being able to physically control my ability to orgasm or feel pleasure, be able to tease or torture me at any moment, Jesus H Crucifix i would be under their spell forever. i would never think independently of my cunt again. when someone teases about not letting me cum i'm instant cartoon heart eyes tongue wagging swooning stammering blushing struggling to stay standing without their cock stuffed in my cunt and i would have to be legally reclassified as a braindead bitch in heat if someone could bluetooth lock my clit.
maybe we joke about it a lot, like ha ha i'm never giving you the passcode, you know you're never gonna cum again right, and sometimes im allowed to earn it so i know you're just kidding. you are kidding, right? it's teasing me, 'cus the talk gets me so hot, but sometimes the game goes on so long that in the back of my mind i start to get a little scared. the thrill just goes right to my cunt tho :/ drooling from both ends when you say no, really, this is it this time, or someday it's gonna be the last time and you won't ever know, for weeks then months, then months and months, then years,
okay i almost had a ruined orgasm writing this so i'm calling it quits.!! i'm fighting it off it's no fun to ruin if no one's there to see me cry and spank my cunt about it :(
Know when you're really horny, like really really horny, so when the action starts you cum right away? I'm talking less than a minute right away. Imagine being left in that state for hours, unable to touch yourself to reach that high you so desperately want, restraints keeping you from moving so the only thing you can do is squirm in place until they decide it's been going on for too long. After the first orgasm, however, that mindblowing sensation that you've been craving the whole day, that high that makes you feel like you're floating, or drowning in pleasure, the electricity that runs all over your body - after all that, you're not allowed to calm down and rest, instead you've been so desperate, buckling your hips in search of any sort of friction, that they decided you will have more. Way more, and from being desperate to cum, you turn into a crying mess in less than twenty minutes. You will end up the night exhausted, unable to think, quivering, barely able to keep your eyes open. And a fucked up smile on your face because that was a taste of heaven.
I bought icy hot to put on my clit but now I'm too scared... need someone to put me in my place
so just to see what it was like, i tried it on my nipples, just to make sure i wasn't allergic or anything unsexy like that. and oh boy it hurts!!! I'm squirming in my chair trying to rub them or make them feel better. After the first few minutes I got a little more used to it, so instead of wanting to cry I love it so much. So now it's time to try it on my clit!!! Thank u anon for putting me in my place
Holy fucking shit fuck fuck fuck me Jesus please oh my god
It's so much worse on my clit I feel like it's gonna explode or fall off it's freezing and burning and numb all at the same time. I never wanna touch my clit again and I wanna rub it on everything and it's so fucking good and hurts so bad fuckkkk
Okay okay okay
So now I'm through the worst of it and I can think again.... it's so good. It feels like my clit isn't mine anymore, like it's just a toy attached to me to turn me into a sex toy. It hurts but it feel so right, for me to be so desperate and so needy. It just feels like wanting to touch when I ache with denial but hurts in a way that means I have no idea what I want, just braindead bc of my cunt
I tried rubbing my clit and it's totally numb when I touch it omg but it doesn't hurt as bad for a few seconds
once I take my hand away it takes a few seconds and the pain comes right back and like follows the same pathways the pleasure would go through its like I'm being betrayed by my body
i just put toothpaste on my poor clit for the first time and i am dead. this is one of the worst things ive ever experienced.
it burned so much. and it came in waves, so it would be brutal and id be on the verge of tears and then the numbness would kick in. it would make it feel like my clit wasn’t even mine, just a half numb piece of flesh. and then the burning would take over.
i rode these waves for like, half an hour. i could feel my dumb cunt slowly start to drip. i wanting to cry but i was too overwhelmed. and then i had to wash it off.
i thought it would be better once it was off. it stopped hurting, at least. but now it feels both numb and so impossibly sensitive. the air both hurts and makes me wet. im dripping but the idea of touching myself literally sounds like torture. i think this is breaking my brain.
and i have to do it every night for the rest of the week.
A pretty boy tied down, legs spread wide open, the head of a wand vibrator pressed into him so that it’s vibrating against the underside of his clit and pressing against his hole at the same time. There’s a clip attached to his clit, a thin chain connecting it to his gag. His hips are so securely tied that he can’t move them, arms tied down as well, but his head is free to thrash around as he’s brought to orgasm after orgasm, tugging on his clit constantly making the oversensitivity worse. His blindfold soaked with tears. If he moves too harshly the clip is yanked off, but someone is always quick to reconnect it, chastising him about being careless.