When You've Got A Good Little Edgeslut It's Important Every Now And Again To Force Them To Cum, They're

When you've got a good little edgeslut it's important every now and again to force them to cum, they're probably going to try and resist, the gorgeous little look as they try and concentrate, try and hold it in, but it's important to remind them of a few things.

1. They don't own their body or their climax, you do.

2. They need to remember what it is they're being denied

3. They need to remember that no matter what their record, of how many days they have gone without, no matter how proud they are, its your choice when they cum, not their own.

nnngh when i made this blog it was with the intention of only reblogging stuff its almost embarrassing how quickly i started talking to people and posting my own fantasies publicly

I'm having "just the tip" brainrot. Just the tip because it's too big, and even though I'm dripping wet I'm just too fucking small. Too small, until you start working your hips back and forth, just a little bit at a time. Too small, too fucking tight, but it gets easier and it feels like so much that I don't even notice when you slide another inch in, but oh god do you fucking notice, you notice and think "jesus, there's no way I can actually..." and start pushing just a little bit more, switching between looking at my teary face (overwhelmed but not hurting, not really), and the tight little cunt you're working your way into, bit by bit, pulling out just enough to push back in further and really feel it as I open up. So fucking focused on how good it feels that it shocks both of us when your hips hit my ass, making eye contact for an electric second before you grind that much fucking deeper and watch my eyes roll back. Anyway. Just like. Normal thoughts

And you were… but it gets so tiring to keep fighting, and it’s so easy to give in, especially when just the act of surrender itself just feels so intoxicatingly good. “Just one time” is yet another thing you’ll tell yourself, another temporary stopping place along your path to corruption that you’ll barge right through in a matter of days or weeks. You’ve come so far already, built up such wonderful momentum… you have no chance of stopping now, and the knowledge of that just excites you and thrills you even more…

maybe just one time wouldnt hurt

What’s your most embarrassing orientation play fantasy?

omg the most embarrassing...

well, id say probably fantasising about a world like Gilead from the Handmaids Tale being real, where all fertile women, regardless of their "sexual orientation", are rounded up and placed in the homes of men to be fucked, bred and bear their children, and once the baby is born, they're sent to another house of another man to repeat rhe cycle forever

just... thinking about being subjugated to that, an entire country structured around forcing lesbians to be fucked by men, to bear their seed... being held down and told this is good, that it's Gods will, that this is how everything is meant to be, regardless of my imaginary attraction yo women, that my body was made to be fucked and used and filled by men, for cock, over and over and over again for men all over the country, that no matter how much i protest and proclaim im a lesbian, my pussy still gushes and clings to every drop of cum and bears a child... that this is my purpose....

you see why the handmaids tale is my favourite book now..

not only is it tantalising to be turned on by a feminist book set in a dystopia to warn us about women's rights over their bodies, but im just desperate to be held captive like that, to be ruined and corrupted and corrected, simply because im female...

fuck now im horny agajn

He doesn't even have to be the world's best pussy eater, he just needs to be good enough, because once he elicits that first whimper from you, once you can't deny any longer that it's a man who's making you feel like this, the humiliation just compounds those feelings tenfold. That was a dangerous bet... because the knowledge of what you're going to give up if you lose, that dread, that thrill of knowing just how close to defeat you are makes it so much harder to resist. The more you struggle, the harder you fight those pleasurable feelings welling up inside you, the more desperately you try to stifle your moans and hold back your orgasm, the more inevitable your surrender.

And once you realize that you're on the verge of succumbing, that's when you know you're really in trouble. Because not only is he going to fuck you, you know with absolute certainty that you're going to love it even more. Feeling all your confidence evaporate, watching yourself fight so hard and ultimately end up submitting anyway, it doesn't just feel good, it feels addicting. Losing shouldn't feel this good... but it does. And even if part of you knows that you should never have made that bet, there's a part of you now that's much larger than it was before that's glad you did... and can't wait to see what happens next.

thinking about making a bet with a guy who wants to prove he can eat me out better than a woman can. I scoff and tell him he wouldn't be able to do it, and I'm so confident that I tell him, joking, that if he could, he can fuck me too.

he immediately gets to work and pushes apart my legs, pulling off my underwear from under my skirt. just as I'm about to ask him what the hell he's doing, my jaw clamps shut, trying to hold in a moan as he does exactly what he said he would do. I'm able to hold off for a little while trying to act disinterested, but eventually, it's just too overwhelming that my legs start to shake with every lick, and my moans escape my mouth. my hips buck, and I try to grind myself more against him, but he holds them down and looks up at me, knowing I've proven him right.

I cum, but it isn't over. he moves on top of me and teases my overstimulated clit with his cock, it's feels so good that it almost hurts. it reminds me how empty my pussy feels. he continues to rub himself against me until I finally break and beg him to just fuck me already, that I can't take it anymore. he pushes my legs to my chest and thrusts inside of me. it stretches me out, but the pain feels so good, to finally have a real cock inside of me. he presses his full weight onto me, pinning me down while he fucks me. I keep trying to protest, to tell him I was joking, but it's just too much. whatever comes out of my mouth is just gibberish and moans. finally, he pumps me full of cum and I absolutely melt, my body betraying me and milking his cock.