just a toy

my legs would always have a spreader bar between them, so that whenever you walk by you can take a moment to casually step on my cunt, spit on it, pick one of the spanking implements off the wall where they hang above me and bruise up my ass and thighs and spank my pussy until it swells up. the cock gag would only come out to ride and fuck my face, drooling and desperate to get you off. sometimes you'd eat me out, purely for your own pleasure, just to see me act like such a little whore in heat moaning and trying to grind for more stimulation.

of course i'd rarely actually get to cum. i'd be better off kept in permanent heat, my pussy eternally dripping and edged, my ass and throat full of cock, my cunt aching to be cruelly pried open with fingers and toys and fucked and my clit swelling up for teasing and torture.

the current fantasy i keep having, the same one that sneaks back up on me whenever i’ve been denied long enough…

waking up naked but for a chastity belt, to a couple that now owns me. i’m kept collared and cuffed constantly, pampered like their personal doll—they call me their pet and don’t let me speak, take care of any cleaning and feeding to enforce how helpless i am now but for them, laughing about my humiliation.

i’m unlocked only to be edged for hours and trained to service them. when i sleep i’m bound immobile with a dildo gag and hypnosis files are looped in my headphones, teaching me to be submissive and love the ache of denial. i’m constantly fed aphrodisiacs, trained to be more sensitive with pumping and periods at a time where the only thing that touches my clit is the lightest of feathers until that alone brings me to the edge and they begin to ignore it except for icing and numbing it. maybe a clit shield even under the belt, just to cement into my mind that it’s only for them.

once a year, on the anniversary of my capture, they stroke one soft, barely there touch on my denied clit, keeping me on the edge for hours, until my eyes are rolling back and i’m crying, too well trained by now to ever ask to cum. they flip a coin—heads for a full orgasm, tails for a ruin. i don’t know that it’s a special coin, where both sides are a tail, because that last spark of hope is their favorite. i don’t know i’ve won my yearly ruin until i’m shaking from it, forced to take my one shot of relief ripped away from me, babbling thanks before they use my mouth.

they condition me to love them, to forget my name, to forget any speech beyond begging and thanking. i’m constantly dripping, whining to be fucked, in euphorics when they let me sleep at the foot of their bed or are nice enough to pay any attention to my clit. i only ever want to be fucked or use my mouth for service, happy from the tracks that play in my headphones and the vision blocking contacts they get for me. it’s my new life as a pet, always drooling from both ends, mindless, owned, eternally aching.

You've passed out over and over.

You've woken up in strange rooms with whole teams looking at you.

You've woken up to the vibrator attached to your clit in some way that won't come off.

They edge you again and again while you're awake.

Sometimes they ask you questions while flashing coloured lights in your eyes.

They ask you if you want to leave when you're gasping for breath. You beg to cum.

They shove something large inside you to measure how hard you can clench when you edge. It only makes you more desperate.

You are edged and edged and edged.

Then one day they stop for a moment and inject something at the base of your clit. They turn the vibrator on higher than ever.

You are at the edge in a second but you do not cum. They free your hands and you shove your fingers in yourself but you do not cum. They give you toys to ride in desperation but you do not cum.

The scientists high five. The research has been a success. For the rest of your life you will only be able to edge and edge and edge.

God I love this <3

fuck fuckk - never cumming again?? literally unable to orgasm??? obscenely hot. what does that leave me with except edging and edging and- well of course, I'd just have to give other people orgasms instead!

i already love to edge and pleasure others, but it'd be even hotter knowing that i literally cant climax!

the scary thing is this: the more that i edge, the dumber and more perverse i get. how much more broken and stupid am i gonna get now???