Chastity Tease - Tumblr Posts
It's absurd how little it takes to get you going nowadays isn't it? Just a tone of voice or trigger word and you're excusing yourself from friends and family to go edge in the bathroom. Covering your mouth with your hand, shoving fingers into your mouth and into your dripping denied cunt. Feeling your own wet heat on your fingers.
Poor thing. Desperate for your own downward spiral. Desperate for your next throb, your next hit of arousal, which in turn leads to your next edge. It just feels so good doesn't it? Better than anything out beyond that closed door. This is what you were made for.
Just keep scrolling, pet. Sink lower and lower. Let your mind go blank. Let it drip down your thighs. Youre just a needy broken girl with a throbbing cunt. Hump your thoughts away on the edge of the sink when your overwhelmed fuckmeat can't be trust by your own hands. Hump for that cruel man online, just because he tells you to. Just because it feels good to be a good girl. And good girls don't cum, do they?
That's right, they don't.
What a good little girl.
Really in the mood to be humiliated and degraded, put on display and teased relentlessly. Also have been fantasizing about multiple men using and controlling me.. love your blog ;)
Wouldn't that be fun. Gazing up at me with big wet doe eyes. Your head in my lap while a group of brutes use your pathetic fuckmeat. Passing you around as effortlessly as they would a cigarette. Poking and prodding at you just to hear what pretty noises you'd make. While I soothe you and pet your hair. Chuckling at your hopeless display. Looking to me for approval and reassurance.
"Am I ruining myself enough for you, Sir? Is this pathetic display of obedience pleasing you? Am I being a good girl? Am I, am I?"
I'd relish the soft jingle of the bell on your collar as they maimed and defiled every inch of you.
And you begin to wonder. But, surely you're safe with me...right?
It comes every year, you don’t 😏 #LOCKTOBER
the prince and the prostitute
a prince who's never been able to cum offers a world-class prostitute an incredible sum of money to stay in his palace for as long as it takes to make him cum. the prostitute, confident that he can make the prince cum in minutes, wastes no time getting to work between the prince's legs. when sucking his swollen tdick and fingering his wet cunt doesn't work, he makes use of the prince's extensive collection of sex toys, using dildos and vibrators and his own cock in each of the prince's holes, all to no avail. he spends all night trying, achieving nothing but getting them both incredibly worked up with no release. the prince, frustrated with him, comes up with an idea. he locks the prostitute in a chastity cage. now, he says, you won't be allowed to cum until you make me cum. that'll give you the proper motivation.
over the next few weeks, the prostitute gets increasingly desperate. he spends hours every day trying to get the prince off, all while leaking and throbbing in his cage. he comes to the prince's room in the middle of the night, too distracted by his aching cock to sleep, and begs to try again. he tongues the prince's cunt until his jaw is sore, but it only serves to make them both more desperate. he pleads with the prince, please, I've never gone so long without cumming before, it hurts, I need it. well, the prince says, now you know how I feel. a full month passes, and the prostitute is even more eager than the prince to make him cum. he follows him around, begging for the opportunity to keep trying. he aches so constantly that it's all he can think about.
after another night of relentless edging, the prince pushes the prostitute away from his throbbing cunt, too sensitive to continue. the prostitute, delirious with desperation, starts to uselessly rut his caged cock against the prince's leg. something clicks in the prince's mind. watching him pant and sweat, hearing him beg almost incoherently between whimpers, feeling the precum leaking from his cock as it strains against the metal, the prince feels closer than he ever has. he starts to rub his own tdick. keep begging, he says. the prostitute is too dumb with desperation to realize what's happening, but he obeys the command. the prince rubs harder and faster. god, the prostitute is barely coherent now, unable to do anything but keep desperately humping the prince's leg. one more pretty whimper and it sends the prince over the edge. his whole body shakes as he cums, and cums, and cums, waves of pleasure crashing over him for full minutes. finally, he collapses, and catches his breath. he opens his eyes to find the prostitute looking at him with pleading desperation. you came, he says, so that means I get to cum, right? that means you'll unlock me? that was the deal, right? right?? but the prince only smiles at him. he's finally found what makes him cum, why would he ever let that go?