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Blackmail

Does any one else like blackmail? Like, it’s fun when a girl is exposed, has her slutty picture with cum leaking out of her cunt and her driver’s license leaked. But it’s even better if she gets forced to perform for someone first. Has her life slowly broken down trying to keep the exposure from happening. Just frantically tries to satisfy some sadist who can destroy her life.

Risk of Ruin

I want a dumb cunt with everything. Life, family, job, all of it. The cunt that knows something is missing. That can’t ever cum the way she truly craves.

The one with those depraved, humiliating thoughts in the back of her mind. You know the ones. The only ones that get you close to that mind blowing orgasm you crave.

Those exposure risk thoughts. Of having a man get a hold of your TimeBomb, or playing the dice game with some strange man.. Waking up each morning knowing you willingly gave up control of your reputation to someone  who only wants to find out how depraved you will get to keep it all from going public.

If that is you cunt, simply let me know.

craving covert noncon and brainwashing so fucking bad right now. worm into my head. violate me. use me. rape my mind until there's nothing left. gaslight me into thinking I love it. make me cum to my own subjugation. I have too many fucking braincells pleeeease I need to be mindfucked I need to be ruined and God itd make me so wet to not even see it coming. im such a naive and trusting little girl ill be your best whore, my mind is ready to take, dont ask permission, message me and get my gaurd down, I'm so desperate I won't even suspect you until it's too late....

So fun...

your partner edging you in front of fucked up porn of kinks you don’t have so your brain starts associating those videos with pleasure until you get turned on by said fucked up kinks against your will just for them 💕

"i don't like it" sub x "don't worry i'll condition u to" dom

I'm going to walk you around the mall, all tarted up in your tiniest little outfit. And your whole job is to notice all the men staring at you.

Then, when we go back home, you're going to grind yourself into my leg as you recall all of them and how much you loved being objectified like that.

About how you're nothing if men aren't looking at you.

How you feel invisible unless men are using you.

Your only purpose is being a good little fuck doll.

Sessions like that again, and again, and again. Until you can't even get wet without thinking about being degraded, used, and humiliated.

Good girl. ❤️

Such an amazing loop

More.

More edging.

More porn.

More audios.

You need more.

It's never enough.

It will never be enough.

The more you do it the more you break.

The more you break, the better it feels.

The better it feels, the more you do it.

You lost.

And you love it.

Control

- You submit because you want to feel almost forced to do those things that make you feel dirty.. it excites you beyond anything else. Do things you know you have little intrest in when in other contexts but maybe that exhilarating feeling of manipulation makes you feel that warmth deep inside. It’s like you have this voice inside that lets you know on a level you cannot articulate that you feel that excitement now deep in parts of your mind you don’t discuss with just any other person. I have this voice inside as well. We all have this voice that tells you what is going on is right and you feel good.

- It’s almost like you want me to play with your mind I mean perhaps it is not like you get excited because you love that feeling of manipulation at the hands of another. It’s just it’s a little scary and oddly that small fear makes you feel horny. The hornier you get the deeper you sink in to your desires.

- You might think you crave humiliation or that you crave depravity because you don’t deserve to be excited. However the truth is simpler as you get excited from humiliation & your depravity because you fear you are good fuck toy. Just think about what you haven't considered yet.. When you get to be treated like a toy this voice you trust lets you know you are good. Every minute of it is truly special.

Real-Life Experience

Sir loves watching football. He also loves watching me torture myself with pleasure. Last night, he had me strip naked and lie in front of the television with my legs spread. During play time I had to be touching myself. I could edge, rub my clit, fuck myself with my fingers, whatever I wanted- except cum. During halftime I was on no-touch. Sir made me crawl over to him and use my mouth to pleasure his cock and balls, pussy denied and dripping, until he came deep in my throat. I swallowed every drop, like a good slut should. Then back in front of the television to edge through the second half. When the game was over, he asked me if I wanted to cum now. I was so horny and desperate after nearly two hours of teasing. I ached for that orgasm.

“Yes, Sir… PLEASE. Please. I want it so, so badly. Please let me cum, Sir.”

“Well, you’ve been such a good girl all evening… fine, you can cum.”

“THANK YOU, SIR.”

“-but! You have a choice. You have permission to cum however you want, as hard as you want. You won’t get in trouble if you cum properly. No punishment. But it would make me so very happy if you’d ruin it for me.”

My clit was throbbing with the built-up pleasure. I wanted that orgasm so badly. But I wanted to make Sir happy too.

“But, sir… please. Please, I edged so good.”

“I know, and you can cum. I love watching you cum. But I love watching you ruin it even more. Can you think of a better reason to cum properly than that your ruin would make me happy? Don’t stop touching while you think about it.”

I kept slowly rubbing my clit.

“No, sir… I want to make you happy… but… I want to cum… so much… god…”

“Your choice, princess.”

I struggled so hard, feeling that orgasm build, right on the edge… the orgasm that would take me over, would feel so incredible… maybe the last orgasm I’d be offered for days… yes… yes… yes… I tipped over the edge. And then I ruined it. Hard. For him.

I pulled my hands back to my thighs, screaming at the feeling of my pussy spasming and twitching as all that pleasure slipped away, ensuring I’d stay horny and desperate all night.

He came over then and wrapped his arms around me, kissing my forehead and telling me all the things that make the denial and frustration worth it. “Good girl. I’m so proud of you, princess. You made me so happy today. You’re so perfect like this.”

And then he said the hottest, most perfect, cruelest thing of all.

“Now give me another ruin.”

I love him so much.

It's just a coincidence that more & more you get off to what gets me off. It's not like I have anything to do with it...

tell me what porn to get off to so i can become even more disgusting 💖💖💖 plant all ur desires into my brain so that i can only cum to what turns YOU on

what's your edgeslut level?

✨ Level 1: drippy baby - you edge for awhile each time you want to cum~ you watch your usual porn. it feels so good! maybe it's getting a little longer each time? there's just no way you could go overnight! unless...

✨ Level 2: perverted prince/ss - you like how needy you're starting to get 💕 your taste in porn is getting a little more degrading...anytime you think about it during the day, your clit/dick starts throbbing. just one more day, and then you'll cum. probably...

✨ Level 3: depraved darling - you're starting to crave...permission 💗 you're edging to edging porn now, scrolling through denial tumblr. you've found yourself trying to look dumb and sexy when you edge, spreading your legs more, maybe sticking your tongue out. you've even submitted a few anon asks or texted your partner begging permission to cum. sometimes you cum anyway, other times you wait. it feels good to get permission, but it's scary: sometimes it feels better to be told no...

✨ Level 4: gooning goner - you don't know if you want permission anymore 💋 it's been weeks now. are you even still keeping count? you're edging to porn of other people cumming. your holes/dick are constantly leaking, and it's getting too easy to start with "just one edge" and wake up to find hours have gone by. when you cum or ruin without permission, you start begging to be punished. mantras are constantly running through your head, even when you're not edging: good toys don't cum. wetter is better.

✨ Level 5: needy numbskull - you've lost the ability to cum without permission~ you're edging to recordings of people being degraded and punished. you feel so vulnerable and impressionable all the time; it makes you scared even as it makes you feel aroused. it's hard to think even when you're not edging. the mantras in your head are starting to change: my orgasms don't belong to me. i'm more useful when i'm denied.

✨ Level 6: addicted doll - you stop thinking about cumming at all; you stop thinking about whether you should worry about how dumb you're starting to get. you strip naked and kneel every time you edge, tongue out and drooling, feeling only vague embarrassment. you edge to porn of yourself being punished for ruining without permission, or being forced to ruin. there are still certain things you won't do, even for the chance to cum, but you debase yourself almost voluntarily for your betters now🧡

✨ Level 7: useful idiot - you sneak away to edge at work/school 💖 you don't even need porn to edge now. you don't even need to think about it, or to be told to do it - you just do. you only beg to cum in order to humiliate yourself further for your betters, to give them pleasure in saying "no." you don't want it anymore, hell, you don't want to do anything but please them. you'll hump the air for their amusement, you'll lick their cum off the floor, you'll let them punish your cunt/dick for even thinking it deserves to cum. the mantra's changed again, your final form: pathetic sluts don't deserve to cum. pets like me are made to be needy. if the thought of cumming even crosses your mind, you run to your betters and beg to be punished until it goes away. who needs a chastity belt? you've broken yourself all on your own 💋💕💗💖💓💘

[captioning or tagging this post with my DNI/hard limits will get you blocked. i need to keep my notes safe for me 💕]

You know what's hot?

Being property. Being an object that someone can own or throw away. Being brainless and customizable. Having no identity outside of your submission. Having your holes ready and available at all times. Being collared, leashed and tracked. Being punished for disobedience and beaten for amusement. Having all your choices made for you. Being expected to cook, clean and serve. Needing the approval of a man to feel content and happy. Doing literally anything to prove that you deserve to stick around. It's hot to be an owned cunt. Make yourself useful. Be a good girl.

I’m a good girl… my cunt controls me… my pussy controls me… my clit controls me… I like to make cocks hard from reading my posts… I like to make pussies wet and throb from reading my posts… I like to rub mind away… I like to drip and edge and obey… good girls drop… I’m a good girllll…….

Reading your blog has me so horny. I just want to edge and drip while reading your posts and never ever cum

aww 💕 you should know, tho...

it'll make you worse. those kinks you already have? get ready for them to go up to 11. those kinks you don't think you have? get ready to get them.

it'll make you needy. other people's attention will be like a drug. you'll be dying for their approval.

it'll make you dumb. you will have the kind of empty mind a Buddhist initiate dreams of.

you will lose time. one edge turns into ten turns into twenty... hours go by with your hand between your legs and you won't even notice.

most of all... you'll give up. on what, exactly, is impossible to say. maybe you'll give up on ever getting permission. maybe you'll give up your rights to cum whenever you want. or you'll give up on anything ever feeling as good as denial. or you'll give up the idea of being human entirely and become a pet thing mostly made of need. regardless, you will give up. you will give in. in so many ways.

enjoy 💕

Reasons i shouldnt let myself cum:

-i dont deserve it

-its better to edge and be horny 24/7 so i can be ready for anything a Man migjt use me for

-cunts dont have needs

-the decision is mever mine, only Men can telll me if i can cum or mot

-i am not a person, i am just a thing that makes Cocks cum, and objects dont have orgasms

-edging is waaayy hotter than cuming

-it makes me feel like a good cunt when i cause myself any discomfort or pain, so it makes sense to never orgasm

Please punish me for getting wet. Only a pathetic, deranged little whore would start ruining her panties from hearing all the fucked up, violent things you want to do to me. Show me just what dirty, drippy little messes like me get. Once my ass is nice and bruised run a finger over my pussy and feel how soaked I am. Tell me I’m obviously an even more hopeless case than you thought. Clearly my pussy is just too slutty. If I want to be a good girl I’ll have to give it up entirely. Then shove yourself in my ass dry and enjoy my pretty little screams.

Numbing cream

This morning I had some time to be lazy in the bed before work. I was going to edge, then I remembered the numbing cream. I have Emla for using before laser epilation (to get rid of the hair) on my labia. 

I’ve been fantasizing about BeingFuckedWithNumbingCreamOn SlowlyLosingSensationAnd WastingTheRareChanceToCum for some time now. Wanted to try how it really feels.

I took the cream from the bed side drawer and put a large amount on my finger. 

Even the thought of this made my pussy drip. Without even touching my clit, I was on the edge. It’s all in the mind, after all ;) In my strange mind. 

I reached my clit and rubbed the whole amount in circles, until it was all soaked. Some on the surrounding area too. I made sure there was an excess amount of cream directly on the clit. 

I edged, just from this brief stimulation on my clit. With the thought of the numbing cream, it was so intense. I stopped touching, but I was going to go over the edge, I could feel it. So I opened my legs wide and opened my labia with hands wide, to stop the slightest contact on my clit. Like that, I waited for 10 minutes, and rubbed to test. The sense had decreased, but I could still feel the touch. Ahh it was soo sweet. I waited another 15 minutes and rubbed again. Oh my.. nothing. 

My clit stopped existing. I touched and rubbed and pressed. Nothing. Just a piece of nerveless meat. Like your mouth after the dentist gives you the anesthetic shot.

My clit completely numbed, I reached for my dildo. It is very smooth, polished wood, curved, to press the right spots inside. I started fucking myself with it. There was a lot of pleasure from the dildo too. I thought I was getting close. If I went over the edge I decided to let it happen so that I prove myself that I can cum from penetration only. I would cum, and remove the dildo just when I start to throb, and ruin it. 

Idea of ruining a penetration-only orgasm sounded so evil. Made me hotter. 

I fucked myself so fast with the dildo. Without my clit feeling nothing, the pleasure was intense, but just not enough. Or maybe it would be enough if I could continue as long as necessary but my arm would get so tired after like 4-5 minutes I’d need to stop and rest. With each frenzied thrust, I edged. With each stop for rest, I calmed down. As I was fucking myself with the dildo like crazy I heard these inner voices of some strangers I imagined playing with me:

 “This is all you get for pleasure now. Your clit is gone. Kaputt. Nada. All you get is penetration only. Cum from this.” 

This was so hot and I was so close I was panting and moaning in the bedroom out loud and sweating… Yet I could not go over that edge.

More than an hour of furiously trying, my arms were very tired, and my body was very frustrated. I gave up. I dressed, and came to work.

My clit came back like half and hour later I left home. It started throbbing with need under my jeans.

I have been at work for 3 hours. I can not do real work. I can not concentrate on anything. The ache on my pussy has consumed me. The need is overwhelming.

When I talk to my colleagues, it’s like I’m faking the conversation. What I’m really thinking about is the ache.

Instead of doing proper work, I am typing this on my laptop, getting wetter and more needy as type it.

I love the precipice between order and obedience. That moment right after my brain registers a command and just before my body carries it out, especially when the command pushes me into new submissive territory. I step outside of myself for that moment and watch myself process it. Am I really going to do that? I could never. I would never. It’s too much. Too embarrassing. Too vulnerable. Too delicious to deny. My body has already made the choice. All I can do is watch as I hand over another piece of my dignity to please them, knowing I’ll do it again and again until nothing’s left but pleasure and obedience.

Woke up so horny edging awake

Baby, what are you talking about? Of course it looks slutty, I thought that was the whole point! What? You're kidding me right? You've been showing off your body online forever! It's like, your favorite thing in the world! Look, stop joking around. You're starting to worry me.

Hang on. What do you mean you never send pics? You... oh, you really don't remember, do you? I'm... honestly I don't know how you can forget something like that! You told me over and over it was your favorite thing in the world! Do you seriously not remember? You are the one that rubbed and rubbed telling me how amazing the attention felt!

Shy? Since when? I mean, you pretend to be shy sometimes, sure. To make the men you send pics to feel special. The whole "I never do this but you got me soooo horny" bit. You taught me that! Come on. You're fucking with me, right?

Slow down. Something's... wrong. I mean, people forget stuff all the time, but this is kinda scary. How do you think we started chatting? Okay. Yeah. Except it didn't happen that way. You sent a pic first thing! I have the screenshot right here! Oh, come on, like I'd just happen to have a photoshopped screenshot prepared!

Look, have you been sleeping? Eating well? Going to the gym?

Have you... you know, talked to someone about this? Not online, honey. Like... a professional. Because it's not normal to forget that kind of stuff!

College? What college? You dropped out when you... you know. When you joined that site. The full time porndoll plan, remember? Look, I'll send you the link! That's you! Oh, you're accusing me of faking your verification picture? No, I've never even seen your ID! You told me you thought you look dreadful in it!

Okay, let's calm down. You trust me, right? We'll... I don't know, find a way to... fix this somehow. Get you well. I know a very good doctor, in fact.

I'll take care of it. So for now just... relax and only worry about making content. The new lights should be arriving soon. You don't remember ordering those either? Oh dear. This is worse than I thought. Okay, panicking won't solve a thing. Here, take this. It'll help you calm down. I'll go call the doctor right now and in the meantime you can edge your slutty pussy a bit.

That always relaxes you. You told me that yourself, after all.

Its been more than another year and still an inspiration for all.

Edging myself awake on my 365th day of denial! 😳🤯

Edging is your self hypnosis. It keeps you grounded and level, reminding you what you are.

You can’t get enough of how it feels to tune the world out and rub. That aching feeling, the desperate need for friction, your clit is reacting now as you read this.

Squeezing your thighs any chance you get, mindlessly humping as you sit, desperate for that feeling. Your mind goes beautifully blank, your pussy starts to flood and then you drop…

Is mind control ethical

of course! i mean, you never hear anyone who's been mind controlled complain about the experience. in fact, they all love it!

"Sadists know that they enjoy hurting people. For most, it takes time to come to terms with that. And even when you’ve accepted your desire to inflict pain, building trust with a new person is always hard. To show the person you care about that you love their agony… It takes time. No one in kink exercises more self-restraint than the sadist."

The Slow Unfurling of Sadism

I don’t consider myself a masochist, but pain is an important part of my submission. Sometimes that feels weird to say—that I like pain and need pain, but I’m not a masochist. For me, the difference is that pain is an expression of my submission, not an end in itself. I enjoy the opportunity to give myself to my Dominant in ways that are hard for me. I enjoy knowing that I am a girl who doesn’t get choices, even if my Dominant chooses for me to suffer. And I need these “proof of ownership” moments, even when I don’t always enjoy them. 

But as someone who needs pain, I have dated sadists. Actually, I kind of adore them. Sadists are deeply emotionally aware. When you are a person who feels aroused and emotionally connected through inflicting pain, you learn to read every quiver, every trembling lip, the inflection of every scream. You become hyperfocused on your partner’s emotional and physical state because that’s what feeds you— and because you know what can go wrong.

Sadists know that they enjoy hurting people. For most, it takes time to come to terms with that. And even when you’ve accepted your desire to inflict pain, building trust with a new person is always hard. To show the person you care about that you love their agony… It takes time. No one in kink exercises more self-restraint than the sadist.

So this means people with deep emotional awareness are required to take serious emotional risks with their partners. This leads to an endearing pattern that I call the slow unfurling of sadism (alternate title: How Sadists are Like Shy Baby Groundhogs). Sadists tend to start slower than other D-types. They don’t cause a lot of pain right away. They test something out, then they back off a little. A flicker of pain, then back to soft and sweet. Then they push a little further, and then back off a little. Gradually, they create a safe space for their submissive to suffer—to let pain flow freely. They earn a submissive’s trust by showing they are in control and respect boundaries.

At the same time, they are also creating opportunities for their submissive to earn their trust—trust that they won’t be rejected and trust that what they are doing is consensual. Sadists need reassurance. Did you endure the pain out of submissive obligation, or did you want it? Did it mean something to you? They need to know if you felt a connection through the pain. They need to know if it turned you on. They need to know if you want more. As a submissive, I love these moments. I get to tell my partner that I love the glimmer in their eyes before they hurt me, or that I smile every time I run my fingers over the welts on my ass. I am honest about my limits, but I also show my sadist the joy I feel in serving through pain. 

The most rewarding moment is when a sadist looks deep into your eyes and tells you they want to lick the tears off your face while they make you scream. And then they do it. Because that’s when you know they’ve let you in. They’ve trusted you with a part of themselves that few people get to see, let alone love. That is a beautiful feeling, and well worth the time it takes to get there. 

Stacking Edges - Level 1

WARNING - This is going to make you such a dumb, fuzzy headed little slut. This is not for inexperienced edgesluts, and will take experienced ones so fucking deep, you might not want to leave. 1 - Start by rubbing your clit. Good girl. Keep listening to it, making her feel good. You’re going to get your clit close.. Because it’s not you that gets close, it’s your clit, isn’t it..? She tells you when to rub her and you listen like a good girl. Listen to her and make her feel as good as you know how to. Every time you change how you rub and it feels better, keep going.. Don’t stop. Never stop. Keep rubbing and rubbing your clit.. Don’t continue until you feel it’s starting to get close..

2 - Stop playing with your clit and start rubbing your g-spot instead. Curl your fingers up inside your wet little pussy and feel that swollen patch inside you and starting rubbing it properly.. That’s it, make it feel good.. It feels different to your clit doesn’t it..? That’s why this feels so good, slut.. We’re building up two different edges at the same time.. Keep rubbing. I bet your little cunt is leaking all over your fingers, isn’t it? Dirty little whore. Your head’s going to be getting VERY fuzzy now, but this is only just the beginning.. Keep rubbing until your feel your g-spot get close, only then can you continue..

3 - Swap back to your clit.. Notice how different it feels now? I bet your fingers are dripping with your cum, aren’t they? Dirty little edgeslut. Don’t stop, keep rubbing your clit for me.. This is where you start dropping deeper than normal.. With regular edging, your mind drops as your orgasm builds up, but then you need to stop at the top, but not anymore.. Now you just swap to your g-spot instead, so you build and build and when you’re close, you swap.. Build and build and build and swap, so you don’t need a break. You don’t need to stop, and as this goes on your mind goes deeper and deeper, as you get dumber and dumber, just rubbing your mind away.. You’re just a horny little edgeslut, sinking deeper and deeper, never giving her mind a rest from this gorgeous pleasure you love so much.. Every time you get close with your clit, swap to your g-spot.. Every time your g-spot is close, swap back to your clit.. Your head’s getting very fuzzy now, isn’t it slut? But you love this feeling, don’t you? This is why you do it.. To lose yourself like this.. Keep going and going until you can barely touch your clit or g-spot before you’re close.. Feel how pathetic and needy you are, building up and up and up. When you can barely touch before getting close, only THEN are you ready to move on.. And this is where you drop deeper and get dumber than ever before..

4 - Rub your clit and g-spot at the same time, but be careful not to cum.. For some horny little edgepuppets, this can be too much and they can’t take the combination of pleasures.. It pushes them over the edge and ruins their orgasm, but hold back.. Keep rubbing both together. Listen to how good they feel at the same time.. This is where your mind drops deeper.. Overwhelming your body with two different edges.. Dirty little slut.. Keep going. Don’t stop. Never stop. Good girls edge. You’re never going to want it to end.. Keep rubbing. Feel how wet and leaky your cunt is. Hear your deep, guttural moans.. Don’t stop.. Never stop.. Feel how good your clit and g-spot feel together.. Keep rubbing. Rub your mind away. Don’t stop.. Never stop..

There's something really hot about the idea of being corrupted by your followers. The send you hypnotic messages, and little tasks, and tell you how good you are for listening to them and being good and obedient. They give you treats in the form of triggers you didn't know you picked up and then make you edge and play and stay tirelessly horny for your Master. Then they get to hear about all of the kinky fuck up things your stupid hypnotically amplified desperation made you do for Master. And when they see what they can make you do they learn how much fun it is to make you do more.

Puffy slippery slits are so needy

All the time 🤣