Cl!t Torture - Tumblr Posts
accidentally cut my wittle cwitty during m@sterb@t1on today :<
dm for pics!! :3
only today; 8/18/24
today only! 8/24/24
dm for pics of pumped cl1t!!
tw: blood!!
LADIEZZZZZ😝😝
let me put you ON okay?! (for anyone with female private parts)
NSFW BELOW LINE!!
okay so i was scrolling on reddit, and some dom said put toothpaste on ur clit n nippies, and at first i was like no like wtf?? and then i tried it and...WOW OH MY GOD GIRLZZZZ
my clit was literally so fucking swollen and my nippies where all throoby and🤤💗
so basically, u put toothpaste (preferably a strong mint) on your clit and nipples, and u grab a toothbrush (not the one u use for ur teeth lol) and u rub all the toothpaste off with the toothbrush, and u can't stop until all the toothpaste is off, and u can only get it off with the toothbrush.
if ur wet before, wipe urself off first so ur dry.
bonus points if its an electric toothbrush!!
then after, i put clamps on my nippies but omg girl u HAVE to try thissss‼️‼️😍
craving more orgasms from him; begging him to let me cum.
“please, i’m so close. please let me cum!”
getting his permission, “bark for me when you do.”
finally letting go, feeling myself go over that edge, barking for him when i do.
“woof! woof! woof!” panting and whining between barks, and then-
it’s not there anymore; that tingly good feeling. i start to whine and whimper, feeling my cunt clench on the open air. i feel my clit throbbing, left without a toy to throb on.
i whine; he takes my toy from me as i bark, ruining my orgasm.
“nooo!” i whine, him holding my legs open; not allowing me any further stimulation; not allowing me to give myself any further stimulation.
i keep my hands to myself. i know better, i know to be good; allowing myself to feel the burn and ache of a ruin for him.
through my haze, i manage to let out a single plea: “please.”
“please what?”
“please let me cum!” i whine, the desperation in my voice painfully obvious.
he laughs, coming closer to me.
“what do you mean? i did let you cum.”
i don’t even have to look at him to know he’s smiling. i can feel how much he loves to watch me suffer. i’m not oblivious, he knows what he’s doing to me.
“i mean a full orgasm!” i whine.
“oh? you should have been more specific then.”
i whine again. all i can focus on is the dull ache between my legs, the ache that he gave me, the ache that i’ve been begging for.
the room is now filled with my pleas, begging him to let me feel an orgasm; a full orgasm.
“again.”
i begin to plead once more, “how do i know it’ll be a full one this time?”
i can feel him smiling again.
“you’ll never know if you don’t try.”
i whimper.
“again.”
desperate to feel a full orgasm, i place the toy on my sore, needy clit once again; being left to constantly chase those few fleeting moments of pure bliss, never knowing if they will ever come, and thanking him anyways.