Iām 19 years old. Iām genderfluid transmasc, but all pronouns (other than it, barring special occasions) are encouraged!
Iām a switch but I tend to lean subby. Asks open and encouraged!
My kinks are
-hypno (sub only but id like to try tist at some point! Prefer audio- if anyone has files PLEASE send them)
-forcemasc
-transformation
-edging
-overstim
-praise
-shibari
-tickling (gently)!
Also a fan of puppy things :3
Please do not use detrans, cnc, or degradation with me! Big turn off personally, but no shame if youāre into that. I will also not send nudes with my face.
Hereās my nsfw website accounts!
StarstrucKat on https://www.jrk-it.com/
Jrk-It - The edging/kinky task game builder for playing yourself or sending to a friend ;)
EDGR
Iām StarStrucKat on Edgr and Discord, too! Iām not active on discord, though.
This is a side blog and i really do not want to mix this with my SFW main blog, if i mistakenly reblog anything like Iām my main blog i am so sorry and please ignore it!
Jerking them off while covering their mouth, giving them the meanest edges and promising I'm sooo sorry about it only to hear them groaning and whining and to feel them pathetically try to thrust their hips into the air ā”
If you're open, could you do some aphrodisiac/drug + denial? Maybe some hypno femdom stuff sprinkled in?
Love your work and thank you for posting either way!
"Your body is so heavy," Mell says, and Jess goes even limper on the couch. "You can't imagine moving a single muscle, because every single one of them weighs more than you can lift with your entire body."
Jess is in her normal street clothes, a button down shirt over a plain bra and then a skirt that's riding up around her spread legs so Mell can just see Jess's white cotton panties.
Her mouth is slightly open, and Mell slips a tablet underneath her tongue and says, "Don't swallow unless you have to."
The tablet is an experimental arousal drug, one that makes the user increasingly needy until they have cum or until it has worked its way out of the user's system hours later.
Which is too bad for Jess, because she isn't going to get to cum tonight.
Within minutes, Mell can see a wet spot of arousal starting to spread across the crotch of Jess's panties, and she reminds her, "Your body is so heavy, like it has turned into stone."
Jess whimpers a little, deep in her throat.
Mell smiles. "Is there something you need, Jessie? Is there something you wish you could do if you could only move? I bet you would shove your hand down your panties, wouldn't you, like a desperate little slut, and rub until you're cumming all over yourself."
She watches the wet spot continue to spread on Jess's panties.
"Just think about how good it would feel if you could just touch yourself," Mell tells her. "You know just how to get yourself off, and you could do it so fast. Just a little bit of rubbing and all of this need would be satisfied.
"But your body is just too heavy to do that, isn't it? So you're just going to have to sit there and need."
an anonymous new video channel has hit the scene, and their videos have been hitting #1 on trending everywhere for over a year. their draw: their contests are stripped naked and they have to survive special challenges to win money while pumped full of an aphrodisiac. it's horrendous, and you try your best not to even hate watch it. until a new video with a new challenge drops.
warnings: 2.6k words // nsfw - various contestants (masc & fem), masked video workers assisting, gn!reader // bondage, everything is consensual, contestants wear bags over their heads until they fail and are unmasked, sexual challenges, sexual humiliation, edging, orgasm denial, strong aphrodisiac injected, tongue fucking, vaginal and anal penetration, fingering, lots of clit stim, handjob, feathers used to stimulate, anal sex, strap-on vaginal sex, begging, squirting, orgasming, mindbreaking, being recorded/livestreamed/videoed // masturbation (no description/gender neutral)
a/n: hi, been a while. i'm still here. wrote this today in one sitting, and didn't really proofread. so, here we go. don't know if this is anything but! hope it's at least entertaining!
Itās sick. Tension pulls your brows together as you stare at the newest video making the rounds. Thereās no avoiding them once theyāre released. Theyāre everywhere. Since the minute the very first video dropped, they reached number one on trending. Every day. Every platform. Every single time.
The manās head is covered with a black bag. Naked. Bound immobile to a chair with padlocks on his ankle, wrist, and throat cuffs. A timer with big, bold red numbers ticks higher and higher and higher behind him. His cockās hard and leaking. A single gloved hand reaches in from off screen with a feather, and brushes it over the manās erection.
His reaction is visceral. Everyone knows it before it happens. He jolts and shouts, slams his head back and his cock twitches painfully. Precum leaks out of it and dribbles down the side. The gloved hand continues to run the very edge of the feather over his erection. Again and again. The timer ticks higher. The man lurches and moans, grunting, squirming. He tries to pull away, but heās got nowhere to go.
āF-Fuck. No. No. Nāā
His hips jerk up, and the hand pulls the feather away. The man shouts as he cums on himself. Hard. Viscerally. It tears through him with hard gasps and pleasurable sobs while he tries to hump the air. The timer behind him blinks. 3:45:30. He lasted longer than most. Most didnāt make it past an hour after the injection. But the goal is four full hours like that, and youād win their game. A supposed $1,000,000.00 in cash. Nobody had won yet.
You sit back in your chair as the last few seconds of the video played out of him just quietly cursing between heavy breaths. Someone else who thought they could beat it. Someone who jolts when the promise is kept. The bag is pulled off of their head for the very single final second, flashing their shame to the world.Ā
You tap the description of the video. It was always the same.
Contestant #382. Play our game. One injection. Four hours. Naked. On camera. Youāll walk away with a clean million. But if you cum and fail, youāll be revealed to the world.Ā
A sigh falls out of you. It has millions of views already. And before you can click off, the autoplay starts the next. It has even more. Tens of millions of views racked up, and you know exactly why. Contestant #219.Ā
Itās a slightly different format depending on the contestant. Sometimes, theyāre livestreamed. Sometimes, itās a full multi-hour-long video. Sometimes, theyāre chopped up for easy viewing. Hers isnāt. It shows the masked, gloved person stepping into frame to inject her inner thigh with the venom they have to survive. And right as it plunges into her, the timer starts. She starts. Thereās no fight in herāit hits her like a truck, and she weeps.
She lasts ten minutes. Right when they bring the feather out for the first time. Your guess is the bag is sheer enough from the inside to see out of because she reacts before they touch her.Ā
āNo.ā She shakes her head violently, writhing more than she already is. āNo, please. I canāt. I canāt.ā
But the gloved person still reaches for her. She has nowhere to go, and pulls hard on the restraints when they spread her pussy and pull the hood back from her clit. One brush of the feather, and she screams. It almost sounds like it hurts. Maybe it does. Whatever they give the contestants drives them mad with what most viewers assume is some sort of lust.
āNo, no, no,ā she screams.Ā
They turn the feather and rub the very tip over her clit.
Her thighs quiver violently.Ā
āI canāt. I canāt. I canāt win. Please. Please, make it stop. Make it stop!ā
The magic words. Why some videos get so many more views on top of the already fucked up attempts. Someone pulls the bag off of her head, and takes her by her hair. She has to face the camera as the feather is set aside and more hands come into frame. Reminding the viewers that a whole team runs this show.
Fingers rub at her clit. They pinch her nipples. They press into her pussy and asshole. All in quick succession. Thrusting. Rubbing. Mascara-stained tears stream down her cheeks while her pretty face contorts. She lasts seconds. Not even.
She squirts onto the floor beneath her, thrashing in the restraints. Thanking them. Profusely. The video cuts with her collapsed limp, smiling, twitching as lingering waves of pleasure hit her even after the hands pull away.Ā
You only briefly glimpse at the comments. Theyāre all the same.
Whore fucking loved that, holy shit.Ā
Why stop with just one? Bet sheād stay there forever. Think if you kept giving them injections theyād just get stuck in a cycle?
God, I watch this video when I get off every day. Twice. I wish that were me. Iād do this if you plucked me up for a video.Ā
Touching myself right nowānot sure if I wanna be her or one of the ones doing it to her. If youāre hiring, call me.Ā
The next video starts. Contestant #249. A man. Another short one. The same thing. You fast forward a few seconds, and there he is, begging. The feather is traded, and in come the hands. They pinch his nipples, hold him by his hair, slide into his asshole, and jerk him off. He grunts and shudders hard when he cums at the 23:30 minute mark.
God, he didnāt even try. Look at that.Ā
Holy fuck, heās hot. They need to make them cum repeatedly. Come on.
Think they should inject them continuously. Thatād be fun. Imagine failing that and having to get jerked off until the IV runs out.
When is it going to be my turn? Fuck.Ā
The comments against the videos always get drowned out or just deleted. The only place you can find them is off of the actual videos. You try. But itās impossible to keep up with. The people in them are consenting. The websites theyāre on allow the content. For all intents and purposes, itās justā¦there. And people fucking love it.
You click off the video right as an alert pops up. A new headline. It takes you from the video page over to their community tab with a brand new video linked.
Whatā¦?
New form. New deal. New challenges.Ā
Watch now.Ā
You click the link, and it brings you to the only time youāve ever seen one of their videos with less than a thousand views. But the number already climbs. It autoplays, and opens up to a woman tied up to a chair naked, head bagged, wrists over her head and knees back. Sheās injected at her thigh, and a prompt showed up at the bottom of the screen.
Challenge 1: Nipple Play. 30 seconds.
Option A: Clamps - Continuous +$50.00
Option B: Vibrating Clamps +$70.00
Options C: Sucking and Pinching +$100.00
If a single sound is made, all money earned is lost.Ā
She stutters out a single letter. A.
Hands reach in with metal clamps, and she yanks hard on the restraints as they close around her hard nipples. Butā¦she doesnāt make a sound.
A red sign behind her tallies up the money. $50.00.Ā
Challenge #2: Clit Play. 30 seconds.Ā
Option A: Feather +$50.00
Option B: Finger +$90.00
Option C: Tongue +$110.00
Option D: Vibrator +$200.00.
If orgasm is reached, no money is earned.Ā
She stutters again. āA.ā
A hard buzzer echoes out in the room.Ā
Cannot pick the same letter as the previous challenges until each letter has been picked once.Ā
The woman whines, but they donāt deduct any money. And she shakes her head a few times, but gives in. She sputters out a quiet B.Ā
A masked person comes into frame and kneels in front of her. They press a button on a remote, and a timer on the other side of the counted money earned begins. They rub light circles over her clit, and she jolts with a loud, pleading moan. They donāt stop. She shakes, and shakes, and starts shaking her head. They still donāt stop.
Itās the longest thirty seconds youāve ever watched.
But she comes out of it with curled toes and an added $90.00.
The woman whines, nods, and barely gets the letter out.Ā
āC.ā
A woman masked from the nose up crawls in on screen. She runs her hands along the contestantās inner thighs before dropping her mouth down to her cunt. She angles her head for the cameras, and the angles suddenly shift, showing multiple of her pressing her tongue into the contestantās pussy. Itās wet and sloppy; loud and obscene. The contestant lurches and outright sobs, her hipsāwithout being restrainedāfree to rock and twitch. They press up toward the woman tongue-fucking her, and the contestant starts to shudder.
āNo, no, no, no, no.ā Her toes curl. Yours do, too.Ā
The time reaches sixty seconds. The contestant is at the edgeāitās fucking obvious. You feel it down in yourself as you sit there. You didnāt blink once.
Challenge #4: Clit Play and Internal Stimulation - Anal. 60 Seconds.Ā
If orgasm is reached, no money is earned. Game ends.Ā
Itās a fucking set-up. You blow out a long breath as you process the same thing the contestantāand everyone else watchingādoes. You play to humiliate yourself on screen for everyone watching and for the chance for some money. Your thighs press together beneath your desk, and you lean in, watching the contestant shake her head. A heat builds underneath your clothes; they feel sticky with sweat.
āEā¦.ā She forces out.
Hands come into frame. The same woman from earlier comes up and doesnāt wait. She dives her tongue toward the womanās asshole, lapping at it like sheās getting paid handsomely to do it. She probably is. The contestant writhes and moans, yanking on the restraints on her wrists.
Right as another comes on screen. They scoop up something out of a small container. Itās clear like lube, and your heart skips. They pull back the hood of the contestantās clit, and gently rub it over her clit. She screams at first, her hips jutting up from the contact. Itās sinful, the sounds leaving her, and she tries to kick her feet, but theyāre firmly restrained. The woman trades her tongue for a finger and slips it into her asshole, moving aside for the camera to get a good view, right as what you can assume is that special cream kicks in.
The contestant makes a strangled sound. Sheās panting, whining, looking down at herself. The gloved hand still rubs her clit. Faster. Harder. Showing her what she canāt feel anymore.Ā
If orgasm is reached OR if any sound is made, no money is earned. Game over.Ā
The contestant moans, throwing her head back. She shakes her head, but thereās no pause. Thereās no premature ending. She breathes out a sob before answering.Ā
āD.ā
The woman from earlier returns wearing nothing but a thick, pink strap on. Lubed up. It vibrates. The contestant shivers shudders out another breath. Just like that, the camera angles switch again. The strap is pressed up to the contestantās pussy. With a click of the button, the timer resets, and the strap slides in. Vibrating.Ā
The woman fucks the contestant slow and deep.
She makes it to the twelve minute mark before something snaps. She shakes her head frantically, rocking her hips with every thrust sheās given. The camera captures every dirty angle there is for everyone watching to see.
āI-I canāt. I needā¦I need toā¦. Please. Please. Take it off. T-The creamā¦I canāt do this. I canāt. I need toā¦Iām so fucking close. I canāt. Canāt. Canāt bear it. Please. Please!ā
āWhat?ā the woman fucking her asks. āYou want some attention here? Is that it?ā
She rubs the contestantās clit, and a broken sob breaks out.Ā
āWhat?ā the woman mocks. āIām giving it to you. Canāt you feel it? Isnāt this what you wanted? Here, how about this?ā She reaches off screen. She comes back with a magic wand. It clicks on. āCan you feel this?ā
She presses the strap in deep, and presses the wand to the contestantās clit. She jolts. Something, thereās something she can feel. And your hand drops below your desk. It moves on its own as you watch the contestant thrash, fucking herself on the strap with what few inches she can move.Ā
The gameās already over.
The woman wiggles the wand.
The contestant thrashes again, and the woman pulls out and steps back, leaving her gaping and empty. Gasping. Right on that unsatisfied edge.
Failure. Game over. It blinks across the lower screen. Money Earned: $740.00 + $5,000.00 sign on.
Someone steps on screen and spritz someone onto the womanās cunt.
Redemption Challenge: $1,000.00 and Orgasm Allowed. Anal Sex. Until Completion.
The woman moans. A gloved finger brushes over her clit, and she shrieks.
āYes,ā she cracks out.Ā
It only takes a second for someone to step on screen in all black, masked, their cock out. They already have a condom on and are lubed up. The camera angles shift again, giving the best view as he slowly gives her his cock, and her back arches up. The bag is pulled off of her head when he gets balls deep. Her eyes flutter shut and roll back, and someone steps next to her.
The man pulls out and thrusts into herāhard. Right as she moans, the other person drops their fingers to her. Bares her clit and rubs it.
It devolves in seconds. She arches off the table with a primal, hungry, pleading sound. The thrusts get harder and deeper; faster. Your hand moves faster and tears well up. Your toes curl. You donāt blink. You donāt do anything except feel heat rush through you with a mild peak compared to the woman squirting on screen. Itās visceral and addictive; a drug-like euphoria washing over her as itās milked out of her for long, vicious seconds that draws out beyond yours. Leaving you a pulsing mess while she still cums.
The man stills deep, grunting softly as he cums.
They pat the contestantās pussy with wet taps.
He pulls out and sets the used condom on her stomach.
$6740.00 total earned.Ā
Sign up now using the link below to be vetted, and you can be our next contestant. The longer you last, the more money you make. Whatās easier? $1,000,000.00 edging, or whatever your limits lets you win?
You slump back in your chair and finally breathe.
āFuck.ā
Youāre no better than the climbing number of views.
Your cursor hovers over the link.
Could it actually be that intenseā¦?
No. No. You slam your laptop shut. You wonāt do it. Wonāt be unmasked like that on camera for someone who knows you to see. You wonāt. You wonāt.
you step through the door housing the latest prisoner awaiting their demonic punishment.
warnings: 700 words // nsfw - masc!demon x fem!human w/gn!reader checking in // punishment, sexual punishment, latex suit bondage, human hog tied in the air, forced/dub-con, butt plug, nipple clamps with weights, size difference, aphrodisiac cum, long forced edging and denial, breeding mentioned, extended rough fucking // human referred to as a hole to fuck and nothing else
Door #329.Ā
You stepped through with a curious smile. A room of reminders dolled out in punishment. In hung the criminal thinking she could trick with magic that wasnāt hers. Your smile grew at her writhing in the restraints. Hog tied in the air, wrapped in a skin-tight black latex that covered every single inch of her except for three very important areas.Ā
Small weights already dangled from clamps attached to her bared nipples.Ā
A large plug was already pressed into her asshole.
And you walked up as the demon initiating the punishment manifested behind her. He stood twice your size, let alone the humanās. Large red wings spread out from his back as he approached. The soft whining through the latex suit came with desperate breaths through tiny nose holes. His cock was the size of her forearm. Already hard and leaking.
You hummed, the sounds of your shoes clacking against the black tile floor. She was shaking uncontrollably. It was a cruel punishment, you knew, but itās what she wanted. Pleasure in the dark arts. You lifted your hand and ran it over her wet cunt. Sopping wet. She jolted, but there was nowhere for her to go. Everything held her entirely immobile. She was just a hole to play with and a clit to tease.
āMy friend here is going to give you what you want, sweet human,ā you teased, tilting your head to watch as you parted her folds. There. You pulled the hood back on her clit and rubbed. She tensed; the weights swung and tugged on her nipples. āItās a unique experience. His cum is so powerful, itāll break your feeble mind. You will want and want and want and crave to serve his every whim and need.ā You flicked her clit hard, and she shrieked. āUnfortunately, itās a trade-off.ā
You hummed again, and went back to light, lazy circles on her clit. Her pussy clenched and dripped down onto the floor. She started shaking. Kinky whore. She couldāve already cum like that. This was exactly what she wanted. Tenfold.
āYou do not get to cum until he does. Itās a binding contract the second his cock touches you.ā You felt her jerk as hard as she could in the restraints. āAnd he takes quite a while to cum. Days.ā
He stepped closer. His steps were loud. Unignorable. He fisted his cock slowly with each step, and the bead of precum at the tip glistened. You flicked her clit again.Ā
āYouāre his now,ā you said, stepping back to let him stand between her legs. A cycle of endless fucking. A mindbreaking desperation to cum after days of forced edging. Being flushed with his seed right as she finally breaks apart in pure ecstasy. Then it begins again, the craving, the need, without a thought to permeate. She was just a thing for him. Until he grew bored of fucking her. āGo ahead.ā
You stepped back. Her little restrained movements were pathetic. The rope would never give. The suit was magically bound. You could hear the muffled begging and apologies spilling out of her mouth. They were pointless. You stood with a satisfied smile when he grabbed her hips and pressed his tip to her cunt. One touch, and she made a choked, wanton sound. He rubbed his tip over her, spreading his precum from entrance to clit. And then he pressed his hips up, and filled her.
Wet, rough, deep grunts, groans, and pure sin echoed in the cell.
His balls slapped her clit with every thrust. The weights bounced and tugged and swayed, torturing her sensitive nipples. His cock stretched her pussy wide and rubbed against the plug he pushed down on with his thumbs, keeping it neatly secure in her ass. Heād breed her for weeks on end. Months. You could see the glint in his eyes. He liked this one. Heād keep her for a while.
Poor thing. At least she got to cum. There were rooms around her where they were strapped and plugged, played with and teased, only to have their throats and asses used for pleasure but never for their own. You stepped back, hand reaching for the door. You needed to step into one of those rooms. Itād been a while since youād checked on them.
āHave fun,ā you mused, listening to the wet thrusts get harder; rougher; faster.
Youād send an assistant in later to lick and play with her clit for extra torment.
Hello! I love your work and I admit it's really fun to read! Besides the spicy parts I love it has a story! Speaking of a story, I really liked your reblog about the plant(venus?) and the girl with short hair and I was wondering if you could tell us their story? Spiciness included ā¤ļø
Not sure if you wanna hear my ideas about it but I'll just mention that smell is a powerful weapon and once the bud closes, the plant won't let you go easily without showing you the ultimate gratitude for your planter skills in the arboretum (I hope that's the right word for tree crown center area. Or plant center if trees are off the options)
Hi there! Thank you so much, means a lot! <3 For everyone wondering, she means this art piece.
Plant-trapped
Plant-monster x witch fem!reader || sex pollen, smell kink (?), tentacles (vines)
You had what witches called green aura, but humans simply referred to green thumb. You had your way with plants and thatās why you were the one in charge of taking care of the covenās botanic garden. You loved your job there, you spent most of the time alone, surrounded by plants, and you could just enjoy the quiet and the nice smell of all the flowers. It was amazing.
But sometimes you forgot not all plants in the garden were harmless. Not all of them were non-sentientā¦ Some of them had a bit of a thing for witches like yourselfā¦
And you fell right into its trap.
You thought you knew everything you needed to know about the plant and its properties, but at that moment, you couldnāt remember any of it. You couldnāt remember how to get out, what did it take to get it to release you. It was like your brain turned into a white space and you couldnāt remember your own name.
You leaned in to smell its intoxicating smell and thatās how it got you. And the smell only became more and more mind blowing the longer you breathed it in. Your brain was fuzzy and your body became hotter and hotter, your insides trembling as your pussy started to tingle. You groaned as the big monstrous petals closed around your body like an embrace. And when the vines reached your body, you didnāt even care.
Your clothes disappeared with the secretions of the monster-plant, destroying the fibers and leaving an oily feel on your skin that only amplified the overstimulation of your senses. You couldnāt smell anything that wasnāt the monster. You couldnāt touch anything that wasnāt part of its body and its vines were caressing and touching every part of you accessible. You were groaning and moaning, your body pliant under its ministrations as your juices ran down your legs.
It was intoxicating and exciting, and when the first vine probed your hole, you cried out in pleasure when the most intense wave of desire ran through your body. You were drenched in your own juices, but the monster-plant added some of its salve to lubricate you further, making you slippery as the vine entered your dripping cunt. You moaned, and you felt like something broke inside your brain, like a dam was destroyed.
āSuch a good witch,ā a voice spoke right inside your brain.
Deep down you knew the plant talking to you was unlikely, but at that moment you couldnāt figure out if it was real or just part of the illusion created by the sex pollen. But you didnāt care. You only cared about the vines groping your body and the ones inside of you, touching and reaching parts you didnāt know could even feel that good.
It fucked in and out of you, the vines latching to your G-spot like suckers as little tentacle-like vines rubbed your thighs and clit. It was like the best enchanted sex toy you ever tried, and it was driving you insane with pleasure. You cried and moaned, you screamed and groanedā¦ It was ecstasy in its purest form, and you couldnāt form coherent thoughts outside more.
Your orgasm hit you like a tidal wave, and your eyes were blinded for half a second, the pleasure so bright and high you couldnāt see. Couldnāt hear. Couldnāt feel anything apart from the brain melting pleasure running down your body as the plant took all you had and some more.
āYou did good, little witch. Your offering was accepted,ā the voice inside your head said as the monster-plant released your body to the ground, completely sated.
When I tease him with a vibrator and he writhes and squirms, so I pin down his arms and legs with all my weight, forcing him still as I keep tormenting that cute t-dick. The way he screams out loud "Nooo... s' bad, gonna come already...." is so damn cute that I just keep going, bullying him until he cant even come anymore.
A pretty boy is just so adorable after coming over and over, it's making me want to violate him until hes utterly broken and stupid.
Cursed dildo. With every thrust of it inside yourself, you lose an unnoticeable amount of brainpower, and get a little more hornier than you usually would. This comes to a peak where close to orgasm you just sort of... forget how to masturbate, and lay down in a confused edged daze. Effects wear off in a few hours.
Cursed dildo. With every thrust of it inside yourself, you lose an unnoticeable amount of brainpower, and get a little more hornier than you usually would. This comes to a peak where close to orgasm you just sort of... forget how to masturbate, and lay down in a confused edged daze. Effects wear off in a few hours.
Cursed dildo. With every thrust of it inside yourself, you lose an unnoticeable amount of brainpower, and get a little more hornier than you usually would. This comes to a peak where close to orgasm you just sort of... forget how to masturbate, and lay down in a confused edged daze. Effects wear off in a few hours.
Today i found out what it feels like to try to Cum when your pussy forgets how! š
iām having sooooo much fucking fun with this permanent denial. itās been 48 days since my Last Orgasm (not that i remember it at all really), and itās been a really crazy and thrilling and fun journey so far!
over the last month and a half, iāve had a handful of ruins. Each has slowly faded in intensity until they sorta felt like nothing more than edges, but theyād still ruin an edge and often end a session. this last week, itās been my goal to get rid of them entirely.
iāve spent the past two weeks on no touch, staying pretty good about it for the most part, but over the last 4-5 days iāve been cockwarming only, and really working on identifying where edges are and how to let them completely fade into numbness without even thinking about it.
yesterday i reached the point of realizing that my pretty, perfect, denied little pussy will occasionally spasm and gush and clench around my toy soooo much, kind of like it was trying to Cum, even though i wasnāt even edging. after awhile (and some very helpful suggestions from strangers), i had the realization that in those moments, my brain was trying to make my poor cunt Cum, but it wasnāt able to because i forgot how!
god i can feel myself dripping right now just writing it out. i spent the night embracing the feeling of these weak, desperate attempts at Orgasms that my pussy is now completely incapable of having. certain things would trigger them more than others. it was very easy to tell that they were all things that wouldāve normally made me Cum, if my brain or body could remember how to. instead, i got to just sit there and feel my numb, dumb, cunt get wetter and wetter, squeezing and throbbing trying so hard to Cum but being entirely unable to. it was the hottest thing iāve ever fucking felt!
today iāve edged my poor little cock properly (for the first time in 2 weeks) in 3 separate sessions (maybe overdid it a bit, will probably be going back on no touch after today), and it was an absolutely addicting and crazy feeling to have every edge replaced by an attempted and utterly fucking deleted orgasm! my pussy goes through all the motions of Cumming, but thereās absolutely no end to the edge, just dripping bliss with no release! every time i just sort of naturally come to a stopping point once i feel satisfied. then i clean up and continue on with my day, full of energy, pussy swollen and dripping in my underwear. perfectly and beautifully denied and orgasmless š
iām genuinely soooooo thrilled and happy to have finally gotten to this point! iāve wanted to reach this goal forever, fully lose the fear of tipping over and just enjoy the absurd sensation of a body trying to Cum but being incapable of it. itās soooo relaxing and freeing and makes me feel insanely sexy. iām so happy to be here, and i never want to go back ššš
consider the following: girl who's had zero/low depth vulvoplasty getting her pussy fucked by a boy with a throbbing testosterone cock, every time he thrusts and hits the back of her pussy she feels like she's getting her cervix fucked. you're welcome
trans girls who have had/want this surgery, imagine feeling a transmasc's cock throbbing inside you as he cums against your new cervix. you're welcome š
consider the following: girl who's had zero/low depth vulvoplasty getting her pussy fucked by a boy with a throbbing testosterone cock, every time he thrusts and hits the back of her pussy she feels like she's getting her cervix fucked. you're welcome
trans girls who have had/want this surgery, imagine feeling a transmasc's cock throbbing inside you as he cums against your new cervix. you're welcome š
