just another hypnoslut

If she doesn't come for me, I'll fill her with my cum and tell her that one of us was going to get off, and really it's her fault if she gets knocked up.

Oh no, he did.

You zoned out again. It's just so hard concentrating, so hard having to listen to all those words and think about what they mean and and you're just a dumb girl and

He's smiling at you. Oh God.

Maybe he knows about the wet spot that's getting bigger in your panties. Is it obvious? It's not your fault. You're just so needy and you could only play a little this morning and it only made it worse and now he's

He's putting a finger on your chin so you have to look him in the eye. Oh God. He knows, he knows.

It's not your fault. You're just a girl. You're just so stupid and weak and pathetic, you can't help it. You normally just nod whenever he talks and that makes him happy and that makes you happy.

Why would he ask you a question? You're just a dummy. You don't know anything.

"You weren't listening, were you?" He asks.

You're listening now, but you can't speak, too embarrassed, too needy. Your cheeks are burning. You shake your head. Wait, was that the right answer? You don't know. You nod as well, but maybe that was wrong? You don't know.

Oh God. He's still smiling. He thinks you're stupid. He's right. Oh God.

"How wet are you?" He asks.

He knows he knows his other hand is going down going between oh God

"Ah. That wet. Explains it."

when i'm doing my edging practice i remember Daddy cumming. he's so hot, remembering happens automatically. i remember the sounds. the way he moves. the shift in his body. it makes me dumbly horny. a lot of the time it drops me too and i find myself waking up from a minutes-long edge, still wanting to help him cum.

when i'm allowed to cum on my own, i'm always thinking about pleasing. and when i'm lucky enough to be allowed to cum in front of Daddy, he times my orgasm with his more often than not.

one day i woke up after daydreaming about helping Daddy cum and realized i was almost edging, without touching. i wondered if i could be trained to cum like this, hands-free, as a response to his orgasms. and that thought made a weight drop down into my cunt. i told him of course, and he sort of teased me about it. but he let it keep slowly building by itself, in my head. it's been weeks and weeks. maybe months. it's hard to remember when i daydream.

today i got to see him, and he told me to touch. and then he told me how much i wanted to cum with Daddy. i felt all the conditioning line up in my head and sort of click. it felt so good to feel him directly pulling on the thing that i'd been self-training into for so long. it felt so good to have this link confirmed.

i wonder if it's cemented now. i wonder if he could make me cum with his own pleasure. i wonder if Daddy's sunk into my brain so deeply now that his pleasure is all i ever need.