#GOOOOODDDDD this is so fucking frustrating

[2811y]

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[swirlsandtwirls]

A Simple Request

“How are you holding up today?” he asked, probably referring to my injured leg. Sir is always thoughtful like that. Making sure I’m okay in the ways that matter before bringing me down like only he can.

He has no idea…

“That depends… are you on my Tumblr?” I asked, chuckling as I hit “Send”. Sir sometimes asks how I’m doing if he notices my reblogging shows signs of increased activity. Sometimes, he knows the answer to the question he’s asking me. But not this time.

“I am now, lol,” he writes back, before (I assume) swiping out of our chat to my Tumblr page. The evidence would be damning. Scroll and scroll and scroll and he’d easily see just how hot and bothered I was. How needy. How desperate.

The leg injury had me out of commission for a few days so I hadn’t exactly been “in the mood” lately. But as I regained my strength, I found I also regained my libido and then some. A few days of not staring, trancing, rubbing, edging, cumming or being denied on command had been pent up all week and my pussy was demanding I pay the price. The previous day, I’d been horny and rubbed and begged for Sir to make me cum and it had been incredible when he did. It always way. But today… today it felt like I was back to the same level of horniness as before and getting needier with each passing minute.

“Taking my lunch break to edge… and edge… and edge… listening to a background file on loop…” I hate typing with just one hand like this but I needed the other one to continue swirling around my sensitive little bud. It demanded my attention and I needed to comply more than anything else in this world right now.

“You don’t need thoughts,” he wrote, instantly picking up on where I was.

“I don’t need thoughts…….”

Pleasure pulsed through my body, thrusting my mind into complete and total emptiness. My entire body suddenly felt light. I could barely feel the bed beneath me, weightless in my room as my fingers dancing around my needy clit. His cuffs and collar were still around my wrists and neck, leaving a fuzzy sensation that made my head spin. I had been ordered to wear them all day and, good girl that I was, I had obeyed.

“Need someone to think for me………. The file thinks for me…….” I felt the words leave a pleasant tingle as they spilled from my lips as well.

“Which file, Sweetie?”

I sent him the link to the Braindumb Doll Mantras audio by @intoxicatingincubus so he could know what was filling my head. My pussy throbbed at this minor exhibitionist act and I felt an edge coming fast. Fuck, anything I do for this Sir, my body responds, even the smallest of tasks.

“Goddd fuckkk… hard edge… harder than yesterday,” the pleasure was taking hold deep in my core and I was barely making sense, “might cummm….” I could feel the orgasm threatening to spill over the edge of the dam I had in place out of obedience.

“Good girl,” my body shuddered at his praise.

“Please……” I begged, “don’t let me cum.”

It was a simple request. And yet, my heart was practically crashing through my chest, fully knowing what I was asking for and who I was asking to fulfill my wish.

“Don’t let me cum…… let me edge… please…” I was pleading, sharply focused on the screen as I waited for a response.

I wanted to see how long I could keep this up but I knew that he could deny me another way by making me cum and lose all of my edging progress. Sir had the power to give and take my orgasms as he saw fit. What would he choose today? I wondered.

The response came at last.

“Edge, Toy.”

My eyes widened and I moaned my gratitude, slowing my speed and delaying the orgasm that was building in my pussy.

“Only edge,” he ordered.

I breathed a sigh mixed with frustration and relief, “Yessssss…. Thank you, Sir,” rubbing more, “Edged…… it hurts… it aches… it aches so goooooddddd…”

That euphoric flood of dopamine hit my brain, the painful denial of release and further pleasure of edging sent my body into overdrive. The high I was always chasing and hit again and again and again every time I rose to the climax, danced on the edge and then came back down to start the process over again.

“Good girl, my edged doll… My hypnoslut,” his praise made my pleasure spike as my fingers continued working my warm, wet cunt.

My eyes rolled back into my head before snapping to attention and typing my response that only he could trigger:

“I am your obedient hypnoslut.”

I felt a whimper rise in my throat, “Sir, just know, I’m not edging to get you to take care of me,” God, I sounded so pathetic and needy, “I’ve been edging the past half hour before we started talking more about playtime.”

“I know, you’re pent up,” I could practically feel the pity in his words as I read them, “And you want to play.”

“Mhmm……”

“Good girl, rub your thoughts away.”

“Mmmm…. Yessss…. Rubbbbb…….” my fingers worked a little faster, “No thoughtsssss…….”

“Only thoughts are of pleasing me.”

“Yes, Sirrrrr…”

“And you please me when you edge without cumming.”

“Edge… for Sir…….”

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Hey all. This is a retelling of my most recent intense edging session with Sir, my Handler. I’m probably going to write more posts like this talking about it because it was incredible. But there is a loooot to write. For starters, this is how a 4+ hour edging session began. So yeah. I’ll post as I see fit but if y’all liked this, lmk and I can focus on them some more.

[littleturtle95]

I just finished reading the snippets and I have

THOUGHTS! OK! THOUUUUGHHTTTSSS

First Sigga and Clarice:

Freaking BEAUTIFUL

Omg every time she said “get up! You have to get up” AH THE ANGST IS SO GOOOOODDDDD

The confession 😭

BUT HONESTLY FAVE PART IS THIS IS SHIT RIGHT HERE WHEN SIGGA IS TALKING ABOUT NOT BEING ABLE TO LOVE AND A-BABE SAYS :

“I don't think you can't love. I think you love plenty, just different. These tears show how much you loved her, you just loved her your way. What you did to let your brother escape… it shows how much you love him. Just, not the type of love you think.”

THAT IS SOME GOOD SHIT RIGHT THERE!!! GOOOOOOODDDDD SHIIIITTTTTTT 😭😭😭😭😭👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻

And then this lil nugget 🥺 :

“I'll come back. I'll take her back. I'll tell her she didn't have the right to say those things. I'll tell her she didn't have the right to save me like this.”

Ugh yes! Love it!

Ok now Everard & Solomon aka PAIN CITY!!

THIS WHOLE THING HURT SO BAD OMG

Poor frustrated and hurt Everard “why can’t you trust me?!” 😭😭😭😭😭 he doesssss he’s just being sillyyyy Mothers are really good at manipulating their children ok?!!

“I’m just a stupid human!” — NOOOOO BABYYYYYYY

Ok and this! This shit right here :

“What would you do?” he asked, a lump in his throat. “What would you do if I tried to escape? Would you stop me? What if I'm not letting you stop me? Would you attack me, then? Would you push me back inside with your magic?”

OW.

I did like the lil nugget about Solomon’s turning red 🥰 hehehe

Ugh. I need the reunion soon. 💙

Clarice’s confession slaps, ikr 🙈 and the angst!!! The “get up”s!

And yes, Amrit is an eloquent bebe ❤️ he’s a bit narcissistic sometimes, but he can be really helpful when he cares, and he cares a lot ❤️

And yay 😎 she will take her back. And ask her why the fuck she confessed like this, the audacity! But she will also tell her that she cares a lot about her and DON’T DO THIS AGAIN OR SO HELP ME!

And they'll be platonic lovers and everything will be okay 💞💞

Everard should know that Solomon trusts him, but he’s so frustrated rn and just wants to be left alone.

Solomon really did him dirty this time, so he has every right to be pissed 🙊

I don’t think Solomon would be able to stop him if he wanted to escape, he would never hurt him 🙈

We won’t ever know what he would do tho, because Everard is too head over heels and he won’t try to get out because Solomon asked lol. He loves him too much so he does what he wants even if he’s pissed.

He’s weak and stupid, just like he says 😂

[darkandlightsides]

She steps out of the way with her brows furrowed. As he steps into the office, he seems to of been right in front of the two doors- And she had followed. It seems Sass had a word to say to him. "I'm like, so fucking pissed my guy." She said with just a little frustration in her voice. Seems she might of been exagerating a bit. "I'm like so pissed I could skin ya. Do you have any idea how many fuckin' plotholes you just made? Goooooddddd this is the last time I let someone interact with the past, hehehhhh.. It's gonna be a bitch and a half rewritting Beth's backstory to fit all the fucking CHANGES you made." She clicked her tongue in thought. "I wouldn't bother going to Bethany's office right now- She's not gonna be there."

"Yeah, yeah. See you later." He jumps in, already curious to see where he'll end up. Just in, grab the codes, get out. Not too hard, right?

As he lands, he can already smell the science in the air.

The area had a lingering stench of chemicals and asbestos, the sounds of wrenches and gears being banged on-

The manic narrator had given him the courtesy of atleast dropping him off close to the office spot- the door in front of him read “GLaD.OS PROJECT [HEAD ENGINEERS ONLY]” Over top of it.