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Alyssa didn’t know where her clothes had gone. Every time she tried to think about it, the memories simply tumbled down into a rabbit hole of pleasure so strong she was practically drunk on it until it was all she could do to keep her head from lolling back on her shoulders in mindless bliss. And she couldn’t let that happen, not when Maria took advantage of her every distraction to whisper in her ear about how good it would be to let go and become an obedient lesbian pleasure puppet. Alyssa had to resist. She couldn’t give in, or she would end up just like Zoe.

She could hear Zoe even now, leaning up against the wall and masturbating openly while Maria slowly teased the surrender from Alyssa’s dripping cunt. Alyssa thought she might have tried to ask Zoe for help at first; she had a faint, vague memory of giving her friend a pleading look and seeing only blank, obedient anticipation in return. Maria must have gotten to Zoe already. Alyssa could picture Zoe zoning out more and more as Maria spoke to her in those same low, soothing tones, softening her mind into placid compliance until all Zoe wanted to do was give her friend the same gift of mindless peace and pleasure. She could picture it… so perfectly. So easily. So…

Alyssa shook her head, struggling to clear the fog of endorphins from her mind and focus on Maria’s words. She couldn’t let them slip away into the back of her mind like that–if they did, they would become indistinguishable from her own thoughts. That was Zoe right now, mindlessly fingering herself and nodding along to everything Maria said, perfectly blank and aroused and empty and blissful and vacant and horny and oh shit, she was doing it again. She blinked heavily, her body swaying loosely as her muscles relaxed under Maria’s ministrations.

Alyssa forced herself to think about every word Maria was saying. ‘Focus on my voice.’ Yes, she could do that. ‘Focus on the pleasure it brings.’ It did feel amazing, Alyssa had to admit–she wasn’t gay (she wasn’t she wasn’t she wasn’t) but she’d never been touched like this before, not by men or women. Maria knew just when to rub Alyssa’s clit and just when to sink her fingers all the way into Alyssa’s slick and dripping channel and pound Alyssa’s cunt full force. Until it was so hard to resist the pleasure, until Alyssa tensed in another near-orgasm and then sagged helplessly into Maria’s arms as her seductress stopped just short of making her cum. Alyssa couldn’t cum just yet. Alyssa had to give in to obedience before she could cum. Alyssa had to surrender to Maria, just like Zoe had…

Shit. That was Maria again. Alyssa tried to remember when she’d lost track of the soft, breathy, sensual whisper in her ear and had simply gone into a fugue of arousal, but… but it was all a blur. Her memories were jumbled up into one stretch of bliss after another, one teasing touch so much like the next that time seemed to have lost all meaning for her. Without any external cues to guide her, Alyssa felt like she could have spent an eternity in this room, held in Maria’s arms and drugged deeper into obedience by the flow of constant sensation. Everything was so maddeningly repetitive, so exhaustingly circular. She didn’t even know when she took off her clothes.

Clothes.

Alyssa didn’t know where her clothes had gone…

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- A Dominant or submissive can be any gender

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- Female identifying submissives are not, by default, ‘little girls’

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- Be the Dominant or submissive that is right for you, and find someone who thinks along the same vein. Never let someone make you feel you have to do something you’re not comfortable with.

And now I accidentally disobeyed and can't cum this evening. I started touching without something in my mouth. Sir said as punishment I'm not allowed to cum tonight.

Frustrating day

Sir denied me release all day today and teased me when I got home from work. He made me have a series of ruined orgasms and gave me the challenge of trying to cum with my dildo without using my hands or legs. He has said I can finally cum after doing this post.

A task Sir asked me to do. I wrote a spiral of words relating to my submission. l also made the suggestion that each word I wrote would give me pleasure.

Can't ask...

Feeling frustrated this morning as after I did my daily edges sir decided to go to bed… I’m not allowed to beg for release and sir reminded me that I’m not supposed to hint at it when I protested about him going to sleep and said how horny I was… Hopefully I’m allowed to cum tonight.

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Denied

After my morning edges sir denied me release for the whole day... should probably avoid scrolling here so I don't get too horny :p

Last night I was made to listen to Sir's drip file on loop until he allowed me to stop ><

Watch the pretty spiral it said