Be Quiet

Just a normal day...

Apart from sir making me keep my dildo in at all times when I'm in my room. So horny and very much hoping I'm allowed release later.

To all the amazing friends!! 💖 They make the tough times possible and raise you up when you need it the most!

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So I don't get bored...

I havent really been able to talk to Sir much tonight but we had an interesting  5 minute call. So I don't get bored from us not playing tonight he's covered me in arousal gel and it won't fade until the morning. I'm allowed to touch but not cum. Yeah it's going to be an interesting night...

13 orgasms left for the year...

I'm only allowed 13 orgasms for the rest of the year and sir decides when I can have them...

Attention followers

Sir said if I get 20 notes I might be allowed to have one more orgasm before the new year >> so you should totally add to the number of notes!

Aroused by my own voice

Tonight sir gave me the suggestion the sound of my own voice would arouse me. Of course I felt compelled to talk to him about it and he made me describe to him just how conditioned I am… Then he sent me the link to an erotic hypno story and made me read it out loud. Each word that came out of my mouth fuelled my arousal and made me whimper and squirm. After sir removed the suggestion I was still very much a horny mess, I was informed I wouldn’t be getting release this evening and I’m going to be on a couple of days of denial…

Sunday

The day I can cum without permission and it still feels weird. Although I still feel very submissive as sir uses me as his little obedient slut while I'm made to write this post. It's so hard to think.

I told you I would help.

After edging you the other day I told you to kneel and wait for me, that I would be right back. I left the room for not even two minutes, and when I came back you weren’t kneeling. You blabbered about how you had a hard time focusing because you were so horny. You cried and begged me to help you.

You don’t really seem to understand that the point was to make you feel like you were repaying me for that edge. It isn’t like you deserve them, so you definitely need to do something in return when I’m generous enough to give them to you. By asking for my help, you took away a lot of the value I felt I was gaining when you managed it on your on. I get it though, you’re incapable. I knew that the first time I laid eyes on you. That’s fine.

So from now on this is what we’re going to do when I’m done. You’re going to pay me back for each edge.

I hope you realize the effort I’m expending to do this for you. The stand and rope I bought for you, the time it took me to dress you even though you were still soaking wet, and the time I’m taking now to explain what should be an obvious situation to you. That’s not even counting the edging itself.

Damn.

That’s a lot of debt you’ve built up.

I’m not going to burden you further by making you try to pay me back for an orgasm. I’m going to wait until I feel like we’re even before I begin to consider when you’ll be allowed to cum.