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Day 3  

“What’s your name?”

“Julie”

“Are you sure? Don’t you mean “dumb cunt”?”

She rolls her eyes. “Cheesy. I know what you are doing. It only works on morons.”  

“Agreed. We’ll revisit that in a couple of weeks.”  

“Asshole.”

Day 8  

“Wake up, dumb cunt”.

She groans.

“What’s your name?”

She blinks for a second and looks around disoriented. “Jane. This is lame.”  

“Giving up?”

“No way, I’ll win the bet. Piece of cake. Uhm… 16 more days.  

“15? You’ve been here only 8 days. Are you trying to cheat? Are you scared if you stay too long you’ll lose?  

“No, no… uhm… 22 days. No problem. Your amateur fantasy mind control stuff is weak.”  

Day 14

“I know what you are doing. Pavlovian responses don’t work on someone who already knows your intentions. I’ve taken psych classes in undergrad. You can have your sluts feed me treats all day long it won’t erase my memories. Positive reinforcement doesn’t really work. You’d need to imprint the… uhm… the stuff and erase things. Anyway… uhm. whatever. Boring”.

“If that’s the case then, no harm in playing along. You can indulge in your secret fetishes and at the end of the month you’ll be 10 grands richer. Not a bad deal. Don’t you think, dumb cunt?

“No s… I mean… fine whatever”.

Day 22

“I know it’s confusing and a little scary, dumb cunt. But it’s for your own good.”

“Do I really have to?”  

“Not if you don’t want to, dumb cunt.”  

She sighs. “Fine… I am a dumb cunt. There, happy?”  

“Again.”

“I am a dumb cunt.”

“Very good, cunt. There, doesn’t that feel better?”

“I…”  

“Come on, don’t be shy. Oh… you are blushing. That’s precious, little cunt. Come on, say it for me, little cunt. You’ll love how it feels.”

“I… uhm… I am a horny, dumb cunt”.

I snap my finger.

“Oh god! I… I am cumming. Fuck! How… fuck… how are you doing this?”

“You already forgot? We spent all week last week training you to cum on command. I guess it’s normal though. In between sessions I’ve been able to suggest to your subconscious to bury unsexy memories. Thinking is so hard when you are horny, no?”  

“Uh… sorry, what??  

“Nevermind. Don’t worry about it”.

“Can… can I… uhm… can I have another one please, Sir?”

“What’s your name?

“Dumb c… n… I mean… no… it’s something else. I am… “

I snap my fingers again.

“Fuck! Oh fuck…”  

Day 28  

“What’s wrong, dumb cunt?”

She keeps sobbing.

“Is everything ok?”

“I… I… I forgot my n… name, Sir.”

“Really?

“Yes, I… I know it’s there… I can feel it… I just… “

“But every time you think you remember, your mind gets distracted?”

“Yes. I mean… no… I… I just… it’s like I don’t want to remember. I just want to hump the pillow instead and… and not think about it. And it makes me so hot when I do that. I just… I just need to rub one more time and then I’ll stop and remember. But then I go again… and again… and I can’t stop.”

“I see. Well, I suppose that’s partly my fault. Have not let you cum in a while. I imagine that must make things a bit… challenging.”

“P.. please, Sir…”

“Yes?”  

“I… I am a dumb cunt.”

“Of course you are.”

“Fuck, why is this so hot? Fuck. I am a dumb cunt. I am a dumb cunt!”.

I chuckle and leave her to hump the pillow.

Day 30

I snap my fingers.

“Oh my god! Thank you Sir! Thank you. I am a dumb cunt. Fuck! Thank you. I am horny dumb cunt. I exist to be used. I am nothing, but a dumb cunt. Fuck…”

I wait a few minutes.

“That’s quite a show you put on. How many times did I make you cum, dumb cunt?”

“I… uhm… I am a dumb cunt.”

“Close enough. I made you cum 8 times. Must feel pretty good after two days of edging and denial, no?”  

“… uh… I… wh.. What?”

“I said, feels good to cum after so long. No?”

“… uhm… I am a dumb cunt?”

“Never mind. Anyway, congratulations. You made it to the end. 30 days. How do you feel?”

“I am a dumb cunt.”  

“I see.”  

“I am a d…”

“Hush, don’t you want your reward?”  

“Y… yes Master… p… please… let me cum.”

“No, no, Jane. The money. 10 grands? You said you could last a month. Well you did! You are free to go!”  

“Go? Wh… where?”  

“Go home? Pay your student loans. Whatever you want. Aren’t you excited?”

“I… I am a dumb cunt”.  

“Right… I know I made you say that a lot. But your name is Jane. You are a grad student… uhm… hello? What are you looking at?”

“Cock… Master’s cock. Please… please… I am a dumb cunt.”  

“Tell you what. I’ll give you 25 grands and my car. You can go home in a nice BMW and brag about how you suckered me into giving you my money and my car, pay for your food and lodging for a whole month… “

“I am a dumb cunt.”  

“Ok, I guess you can stay and suck my cock”.  

“Yes Master… thank you, Master. I am a dumb cunt. I am a dumb c…”  

Without answering I rushed away, eager to distance myself from the table. I wove my way through the crowd and to the bar and ordered the next round. As I was about to turn and head back, someone brushed up behind me.

Looking over my shoulder, I saw one of the guys from the other table. He wasn’t especially tall, a few inches short of six feet, but had a nice, solid build and a wide, strong chin.

“Hey,” he said as he brushed up a little closer.

“Hey,” I said back. “Thanks for the drinks.”

“No problem. But if you really want to thank us, why don’t you girls all join us and we’ll get out of here.”

“Oh, um, no, I don’t think so.”

He smiled. “Oh, I get it. You don’t want to share with your friends? Want all four of us for yourself, huh?”

“Oh no, that’s not what I meant!”

“It’s not?” He pressed up against me. He placed one hand on my hip. The other snaked its way around my body to rest against my belly.

“Let me go,” I said, but my voice sounded weak and trembly.

His hand pressed against my belly a little more firmly, pulling me back towards him. “Not yet,” he whispered into my ear. He began to grind his pelvis into me from behind. I could feel the bulge in his pants stirring to life.

“What are you doing?”

“Just having a little fun,” he said, holding my body firmly against his.

“Let me go,” I said again. My heart was starting to race. My breathing had quickened.

“I will.” His hand began to play along the waist line of my skirt, with one finger hooking inside and gently tugging at it. “After I give you what you want.”

“No, I don’t want this!” I struggled to get out of his grip, but he was too strong. With one hand still pressing against my belly, his other hand moved from my waist down along my outer thigh, then back up along my butt.

“Hmm, you’ve got a nice ass,” he whispered again. “Most Asian girls don’t have much back there, but yours…yours isn’t too bad.” He punctuated his statement by giving me a good hard squeeze on my bottom.

By now my breathing had become heavy and labored and I bit down on lower lip as this very grabby stranger was feeling me up. Fear and uncertainty, tinged with just a hint of excitement played at my senses. I felt the fabric of my pencil skirt begin to ride up along my leg.

“Let’s get this up a bit,” he said as he pulled at my skirt. When he had pulled my skirt up high enough, he moved his hand down between my legs. I felt his fingers playing along the silky material of my panties, now slightly damp.

“Mmm, someone’s getting a little wet down there,” he said. I couldn’t see his face but I was picturing his smile. “Are you sure this isn’t what you want?”

Before I could answer, he pulled my panties aside and slipped a finger into my suddenly exposed pussy in a single fluid motion. He’d obviously done this a lot. I moaned softly as he slid his finger into me, his knuckle brushing past my labia. He began finger fucking me with quick hard motions, and I felt myself moisten more with each thrust. Before long he was penetrating me all the way, as deep as his finger would go, before adding a second finger.

I bit down harder on my lip, then clamped a hand over my mouth to stifle the sound of my moans. And still he kept up the rhythmic pace of his fingers fucking in and out of my cunt, which was dripping heavily by now. Then I realized he wasn’t finger fucking me at all. He had stopped some time ago. Instead I was actually rocking my hips back and forth, sliding up and down, riding his fingers on my own. I also realized he was no longer holding me captive with his other hand. I was free to go at any time, but instead, there I was, fucking myself on his fingers.

“That’s what I thought,” he said as he groped my ass with his free hand. “You’re my dirty little Asian finger puppet. Aren’t you?”

I kept biting my lip and doing my best to not let anyone around us hear me moaning. I kept up the pace of my self fucking on this guy’s fingers. I was getting close to cumming. My body was tensing up and just about ready to uncoil in ecstasy…when I felt those fingers suddenly, and without warning slide al the way out of my pussy. With nothing in the way to stem the flow any longer, my own wetness began to gush, running thick and warm down the inside of my thighs. The strength was quickly leaving my body and I had to grab the bar railing with both hands to keep from falling on my ass.

“Shameless little chink slut,” the guy said, “what a fucking mess you’re making!” He pulled my head back by the hair causing me to gasp in pain and surprise. He brought his hand up to my face and I could smell myself on his fingers, musky and slightly sweet. He wiped his fingers against cheek, then kept going across my lips, and finally all the way to my other cheek. His thick fingers left a glistening trail across my face and he gave them a final wipe down with my hair.

I remained in place, knuckles white from the effort of holding onto the railing. The nameless man gave me a final swat on the butt. “Well that was fun.” He began walking away. “Why don’t you join me in the alley out back and we can have even more fun?”

I spent a few moments composing myself, untangling my hair, and smoothing out my now rumpled skirt. Then I took a few stumbling steps after him. I had no idea what he had planned for me, but I was about to find out!

Gals, guys, and all female denial/hypno enthusiasts, it’s time!

In the 1.5 years I´ve crawled tumblr I’ve never seen a post like this so… How about we make a masterpost with our favorite edging/denial related hypno and trance audios and vids made for da ladies?!

There’s so much out there, but simultaneously, it isn’t always easy to find for people new into either of these kinks. I’ll start with some I know and I would looove it if people would add their faves! Lets drift into edgy lala land!

Cal’s curse - Cause duh (helps you need permission to cum *swoon)

Euphoria - Praeve away, sneaky good ^^

Edge or ruin - Choose how many edges you need to go through

Edge Puppet - Warning, very trancy and earworm-y