Brie Nsfw

My fingers slip into her panties and I need to bite her shoulder so I don’t make a sound when my fingers are coated instantly in her wetness.

“You’re perfect.” I whisper into her ear, my fingers circling her clit so gently she bucks her hips forward. I play with her just like that, gently then firmer then gentle again. Each time I think she’s going to make a noise I stop. Edging her over and over until she’s shaking and trembling against my thighs, struggling to keep her breathing even, teeth indents in her lip from how hard she biting it. I can feel her soaking through her clothes and mine.

“Don’t make a sound.” I nip at her earlobe.

When I finally stop pulling my fingers away I feel her jerk, hear the gasp and my free hand is over her mouth in an instant, muffling the sound, pushing my fingers into her mouth to give her something to suck on to keep quiet as she comes.

Play with yourself. Why? Because someone you don’t know just told you to, and you love feeling needy and pathetic. You can’t help but enjoying the mindless obedience, the knowledge you are just living porn.

Good toy. Now, thank everyone for giving you a purpose by blessing you with their attention.

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Always edge

Never stop

Rub until my mind goes ✨pop✨

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"That is right, up and down, up and down."

She wasnt sure if it is a game anymore or if it takes on something way more serious.

She always enjoyed the power dynamics in their online play.

The tension between them only kept growing with each new date they had.

Only that it was texting and sending pictures to each other.

Until he brought up this game he thought off.

It didnt sound too hard.

All she had to do was sitting on a dildo and listening to him.

While her webcam was filming her.

What could happen to her right? When she is alone in her room, a dildo sitting between her legs and all he could do is watching her through the webcam.

All she had to do was listen to him, how he talks.

Nothing more.

If it got boring she at least could get off like that.

That was at least what she thought.

"Just let my words sink into you like the dildo sinks into you. Feel the pleasure growing as you go down. And up now. Feel your thoughts slowly coming back, but so much harder."

He was right, it was harder to think.

Going so slow with the pace he is giving her almost drives her insane.

It is so slow and the pleasure only keeps building up, it is making her fuzzier and hazier.

Her thoughts have already drifted off a few times already, all while she is gliding up and down her dildo.

"Up and down. Deeper each time you sink down, slower and slower up again."

Was she really doing that?

She must be as she felt her dildo filling her for longer.

Or is she imagining it?

God, if only she could cum.

But it was too slow.

At most she could get herself to an edge.

Was she even paying attention to him anymore?

"You dont need to worry about what I am saying. Just follow along. Down, down, down. And up. Down, down, down. And up."

Yes, she just followed along as she pushed deeper onto her dildo, filling herself like that.

Following along and gliding slowly up, just to plounge deep onto it again.

She already could hear her own wetness each time she sank down onto it.

"So hard to think now, just follow along and obey. Up and down, down, down. Up and down, down, down. Your thoughts just leak out and around the dildo. Leaving your mind empty. As it feels so good to obey, doesnt it?"

Her conscious mind didnt even recognize it as a question anymore.

She was too encapsulated by the pleasure and the movement she was doing.

But a lustful grunt escaped her mouth in agreement.

"Good girl. You are doing so well. Up and down. Up and down. Let the pleasure take you deeper as you sink deeper. Feel it growing as you listen and obey. Obedience is pleasure. Pleasure is obedience. And now, drop."

Her eyes shut close just as she dropped herself deep on her dildo.

Not a single thought left as all she is doing is follow and obey.

When she is waking up again, she wont remember much of what he said or what he did.

All she will know is how good it feels to obey him.

As he planted the seed into her mind that keeps growing and pushing her more and more to him.

Just like she will push her dildo into her more and more from now on.

Enforcing her programming herself.

"Edge now."

All you wanted to do was just checking your messages.

You got a few during the last hours as you werent able to check your phone.

But the message from your 'master' kept ringing in your mind.

You werent even sure why you safed him on your phone as Master.

Every time you look at it or receive a message from him you feel a sharp spike of pleasure spreading from between your legs.

You were suspecting it might have to do with all the hypno you did and he was a playpartner you fully enjoy.

Yet you are still staring at his two word message, unable to decide what to do.

You cant edge now.

You arent at home.

You are at a friends house, visiting her after you havent seen each other for years.

It didnt matter what you did, how you thought about it, you couldnt do it.

Yet you still hold your phone in your hand, staring at it.

All while the pleasure kept growing inside you.

But not just like being horny.

It was this deep pleasure she only experienced during edging sessions when she was ovulating.

That need and lust that washes through her from her womb.

When all of her body is programmed to reproduce, so it fills her with this specific pleasure she is unable to ignore.

And now she is feeling that again.

In this moment.

While she keeps staring at the message.

Until she was unable to stop herself.

It all build up too much in her body and she was unable to contain it anymore.

She put her phone before her, pressed record and went down herself.

Spreading her legs wide she started to obey and edge.

It didnt matter anymore that she wasnt alone at home.

It didnt matter that her friend could burst in at any moment.

All she could do was obey.

When ahe reached the edge, she liked her fingers clean and sent the video to her master, coupled with a message.

'Obedience is pleasure. Pleasure is obedience.'

And she knew she was unable to disobey.

All she is able to do is resist for a bit.

For as long as the hole between her legs decides it is enough and she has to obey.