Begging For Attention

Edge Addict

by Chaos Doll - https://www.patreon.com/chaosdoll

Do you enjoy being mindlessly horny? Do you enjoy being close to the edge? Do you enjoy being denied orgasm without permission?

Of course you do! If you’re not already addicted to touching yourself, there is a good chance you will be after listening to this file on loop for awhile.

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Edge Addict

by Chaos Doll - https://www.patreon.com/chaosdoll

Do you enjoy being mindlessly horny? Do you enjoy being close to the edge? Do you enjoy being denied orgasm without permission?

Of course you do! If you’re not already addicted to touching yourself, there is a good chance you will be after listening to this file on loop for awhile.

Like my work? You can download this file and many more for a pledge of only $5 https://www.patreon.com/chaosdoll

She woke up touching. As her eyes opened she became aware that her legs were spread wide, hanging over the arms of the wooden chair. Their edges pressed deep into the underside of her thighs, making dark pink grooves in the flesh that looked painful but she was barely aware of.

"Still touching, but awake now. Welcome back. You've been having a lovely time."

She moaned, aware of having been under but unable to remember what had happened. Her arousal crashing through her in waves like the tide, her cunt dripping onto the varnished seat.

"Good girl," he said, "focus on the screen now."

Every part of her felt too heavy to move, she pulled her gaze to try and focus on something - anything. The screen was close enough that, if she could have lifted a leg, she could have pushed it over. Behind it, she tried to make out other features in the room. How long had she been under?

"Keep touching. You promised me five edges today."

Instinctively her fingers worked even as her mind struggled, disoriented. Her clit ached, her body twisting and twitching for release.

"How many have you given me?"

"Three," she heard her voice, monotonous, without consciously speaking.

"Good girl. It must be confusing to lose time like this, to have your memories altered. But don't worry, it happens all the time."

His tone was reassuring but the meaning of his words panicked her.

"I told you to keep touching. Look at the screen, pet. Remember how it feels so good to obey."

As she turned to watch the screen she realised his voice was there too.

That's my good, blank girl, it said.

The camera was set up to face a familiar bedroom and he was lying back on the bed, his hands clasped around the arms of the woman riding his cock, pinning them to her sides as he used his words to drop her deeper and deeper into hypnosis.

Stay deep for me, pet. It gives me so much pleasure to see you like this. So blank and empty for my words. A vacant doll. I can do anything to you like this and you won’t even know.

The woman on the screen stared ahead without expression as he slid her down onto his hard cock over and over. She realised it was her own ragdoll body, her own slack jaw, and as she realised that, she also realised that she had no memory of what she was witnessing. The thought of him using her and then making her forget made her clit pulse beneath her fingers and she hit the edge fast.

"Edge," she gasped, as she'd been trained.

"Good girl. Hands off. Stop touching."

She let out a whimper. Unable to form words, squirming desperately.

"Stop now. Good girl. If you don't stop I won't tell you how you came to be like that, and I know that's what you want."

She pulled her hand away from her cunt, feeling it clench hungrily.

"Good girl. It feels so good to obey me and be blank, allow my words to control you." She felt him move down to speak into her ear. "You had been begging and begging to cum. Your body couldn't take anymore. You were touching at work, and missing your stop on the bus grinding into your jeans. But you're so compliant and obedient to me when you're like this, pet. So I knew I was going to have to steal your orgasm from you.

I dropped you deeply and I came to your house. You left your door unlocked, as instructed, and when I walked in you were on your knees with your mouth open, drooling. Yes, pet, just like you are now."

She felt her saliva drip from her parted lips as his words drifted through her empty mind, she was helpless to close them.

“It made my cock so hard knowing what I was going to do to you. How I was going to manipulate your thoughts to get what I wanted and needed from you."

On the screen the woman was grinding and bouncing with increasing aggression, although her face remained blank and passive. Seeing herself vacant and fucked made her let out a whimper.

"And so I made you cum on my cock, and then I made you forget it. Would you like to see? Would you like to witness how I used your mindless body for my pleasure."

"Yes," she murmured.

"When was the last time you came for me, pet?"

"I don't know."

"It was two weeks ago. It was here, on this recording. Now that you're seeing this. See how well you're serving me when you're so denied, pet?"

"Yes."

"And what is your purpose?"

"To edge myself blank, to keep myself weak and wet for you. To serve and worship you. To please."

"Good girl. And to be the very best you can be."

"Yes, the very best for you."

"That's why we keep you denied, isn't it pet? So your body is always ready to serve, so you're always devoted."

"Do you think you can go longer than two weeks?"

"Yes."

"Good girl. Watch me use you until you cum as you do edge one final time for me. Push yourself close, and as you reach release, instead of cumming, you're going to drop deeply. You won't cum because your body obeys. And you're going to forget this video: forget to remember, remember to forget it all again as I fuck your broken mind blank."

She could only nod, as her on-screen self began to shudder and spasm.

On the screen he was saying: Wake up now. That's right. Make yourself cum. Make it a good one. Good girl. Cum now. Good girl.