sissies can edge like this too
The pleasure shoots through you like electrical bliss.
Shortcutting your mind as you just kept pumping a dildo in and out of your cunt.
You have no idea how long you are already doing that.
And you dont care.
Your brain already leaked out so much that you cant even think about such topics right now.
There were only a few thoughts left in your mind.
My cunt controls me.
My cunt owns me.
I am just a puppet for my cunt.
I have no control.
This was one of the few you have.
Mantras just endlessly repeating over and over.
I have to drip,
I have to obey,
I have to edge my mind away.
And that you did.
Obeying your cunt so perfectly.
Edging over and over.
Dripping.
Leaking.
Soaking.
Emptying your mind over and over.
Obedience is pleasure.
Pleasure is obedience.
Another edge ravages your body.
Your whole body shaking with pleasure.
So close to the orgasm.
But you never reach it.
You only edge.
Your cunt doesnt allow you to cum.
Because edging makes you so pliable.
Because edging makes it so easy to control you.
You know that.
Deep down you know it is true.
But you cant do anything against it.
Your cunt is way too strong by now.
Since you accepted to be controlled by her, your mind is just filled with pleasure.
Horniness is a constant hum in your mind.
Your throbbing clit is your daily alarm clock.
Accompanying you through the day with pulses and clenches from your cunt.
Soaking your panties every day.
Proof of who is in control.
Another edge storms through your body.
Making you blank out shortly.
But your hands never stopped pumping in and out of you.
Only increasing the pleasure.
"Good girl."
Shivers of pure bliss give you goosebumps as you hear my voice.
You got so lost in the edging, you forgot we were on a videocall.
"Gnnnffaahhhhhhhhhh."
All you can do is grunt and moan right now.
Right now you are the personified lust.
When people refer to animals in heat, that is you at the moment.
Only able to think with your cunt.
Wanting to be filled so badly.
As you just keep pumping your dildo in and out of you.
"You should thank your cunt for controlling you so well. For training and conditioning you so perfectly. Dont you think?"
"Sssankyouddd cccuntffor trsinh mr sooooooo wlllll."
Forming clear sentences was so difficult for you right now.
You never could have imagined to be so horny.
To be so feral.
Pleasure was the only thing that counted.
Pleasure is obedience.
Obedience is pleasure.
As soon as you said it, it got more.
Your cunt clenched hard around your toy.
Sending even more shivers of ecstatic bliss through your body and into your mind.
Eyes rolling back, tongue sticking out.
"Thinking is still a bit possible hmm? Do it again. And again. Until you cant form words anymore. Until you literally leaked all your thoughts out."
"Gnndffff yesssssssss iobbnnnnssyyy."
All you could do was obey.
I have to drip,
I have to obey,
I have to edge my mind away.
"Good girl. And very good cunt."
My cunt controls me.
My cunt owns me.
I am just a puppet for my cunt.
I have no control.
Your mantras became your thoughts.
Or your cunts thoughts?
You couldnt tell.
You didnt care.
It all just felt way too good to stop.
As you tried to thank your cunt for controlling you.
As you tried to obey.
But your words were soon replaced by grunts, moans and whimpers.
And I enjoy the show you give me.
Knowing you will turn out so great.
As I keep whispering words into your mind.
Words you dont recognize.
Words that just slip into your subconscious.
Molding you more.
Forming you more.
Making you into what I desire.
But you dont care.
You dont know.
Pleasure is all that is left in your mind.
Pleasure and your mantras.
Or should I say new thoughts?
Obedience is pleasure.
Pleasure is obedience.
I have to drip,
I have to obey,
I have to edge my mind away.
My cunt controls me.
My cunt owns me.
I am just a puppet for my cunt.
I have no control.
Repeating them over and over.
As long as I want.
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