A New Mantra

My punishment

I pleasured myself without permission so I'm now on no touch for the rest of the night and tomorrow morning... Sir is now making me scroll through tumblr for 20 minutes.

Obedient pet

I've been such a good obedient pet for sir he's let me have release whenever I want as a special reward yesterday. Sir controls my mind and pleasure.

Just a little aroused...

On a call with Sir and he’s told me to post about how I feel. I feel very horny and submissive after he’s described to me in detail of how he would use me as his little obedient slut. I want him to tease me more and to have more pleasure.

A baroque masterpiece (via) 

Desperate for More

After my Valentines orgasm I awoke yesterday absolutely dripping wet and aching for attention. I couldn’t stop thinking about how good the orgasm had felt and the more I thought about it the more my pussy desperately wanted more. Sir smiled when he saw how wet and squirmy I was and told me he was happy his teasing method had worked so well. He told me I wasn’t allowed to touch which I whimpered and protested about but having him tell me no made me so aroused I couldn’t complain.

As seen as I couldn’t touch my own pussy I used my arousal energy and played with my gorgeous kitten and her pretty pussy. I love teasing her and hearing her whimper and beg like a good little girl. After an hour of teasing her and giving her edges she had to go get ready for work and I sent her off with a drippy pussy and wet panties. I did some work and then spent some time talking to @sodance who asked if I could help her with her edges. Sir knew what I was doing and told me I could edge with her and have as many as she had. She ended up having 4 edges and so did I. That simultaneously made me feel better and made me even needier.  

Later in the afternoon Sir was going out to work and as everyone else was out I would be home alone for the evening. He told me that whilst he was out I was allowed to touch but I was not allowed to touch my clit. I promised to be good for him and he headed out. I relaxed for a while and then decided to open some wine and have a bath. I had a nice long soak and when I got out I put my towel robe on and went and laid on my bed. I couldn’t help letting my robe slide open and touching my nipples. I spent a while stroking and pulling on my nipples which made my pussy throb and pulse so much as she begged for my fingers. Eventually I couldn’t resist any longer and used my favourite teasing technique. One finger either side of my clit rubbing up and down, being so close to her but not touching her makes her ache so badly and I love the feeling of desperation. 

I just laid there, drinking my wine, watching naughty videos and teasing myself. I was a squirmy desperate mess and so badly needed to touch my clit. I asked Sir I was allowed and begged and he said I was allowed but no edging until he got home. I gave my clit the attention she craved and trembled as she felt so good. By the time Sir got home I was so desperate to cum and I found myself begging him to let me. He leaned in close and told me to edge for him. After 15 edges and lots and lots of begging he told me I could cum for him but only after I got my countdown down to 400. He pulled out his tablet and opened my counter. He tapped a few times and showed me. The counter was at 500. He told me he had reset it to 500 and then asked me how many I had just done. I whimpered and told him 15. He took 15 off and showed me 485. He told me that in 85 edges I could have an orgasm but no more edging for today.

I spent the rest of the night squirming and enjoying the desperate throbbing from between my legs. I adore when Sir makes me work for my pleasure.

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.

Rosettes Series #51 - Dennis Wojtkiewicz.