Good sleepy switch

You've thought about it so deep it feels like full ownership now—your mind and body programmed just for me.

One snap of my fingers, and you drop to your knees instantly: eyes hungry, brain off, mouth open, tongue out, ready and empty. No thinking, no waiting—it just happens like a reflex.

Grab the back of your neck hard, and your knees go weak, eyes blur, words die as you melt into nothing.

Small triggers own you too: my thumb on your lips makes your mouth pop open automatically. My hands on your inner thighs force your legs wide right away.

After I ruin you—leaving you wrecked and dripping—you always whisper "thank you" like it's automatic.

Every trigger stacks up until thinking feels impossible and wrong. You disappear into the empty thing I created: eager, mindless, reacting before you even know it.

Your body obeys fast—knees hit floor, mouth opens, legs spread, voice says thanks—all without choice, pussy wet from the triggers alone.

Soon you'll crave that total blank state, begging for more snaps and touches that shut you down.

Here you find all my edging tasks in order.

That should make it way easier to find and do them.

I try to update it regularly.

And you might find some .5 numbers in there. I have to admit, when I didnt post one in quite some time, I did lose count. So by now you have a few more than the numbers indicate.

Enjoy!

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Tits are your trigger

They have always been your trigger

Good girls drop for their tits

Good girls think with their tits

Good girls know they are their tits

Go on good girl, just have a look down at your tits

Look at your cleavage..

Look at your pics..

How do you feel when you see your tits?

Set Sail

The horn sounded above her and Ashley jolted. She blinked several times and looked around confused. Where was she? A boat? The ran to the side of the deck and discovered, to her horror, that there was no land in sight. Same on the other side. They were in open water. But how did she get here?

She remembered being the car. She was going to the salon, right? To get her hair cut. She reached up and grabbed at her hair and gasped. Not only was it still its original length, but it was platinum blonde. Well she knew she’d made it to the salon at least. But why had she gotten this done? And, OH MY GOD, what was she wearing?

The black netting was more revealing that anything she’d ever worn before. You could see literally every inch of skin. She tried her best to cover up as she sank to the deck wracking her brain for any memories.

The horn sounded again and it jogged something.

The man she’d met in the parking lot of the salon! He’d wanted directions to the harbor. She’d given them, right? But he kept asking questions. Right. Left. Straight. U-turn. She’d gotten confused as he kept winding and doubling back down hypothetical streets. By the time she’d entered the salon - with him? - she was completely lost.

Adrift.

But he was so helpful there. He’d told Denise just what she wanted: a platinum dye job. Denise had asked if that’s really what Ashley wanted and she was so wrapped up in the man’s imaginary world she just blindly agreed. She nodded slowly, content to let the man steer her wherever she needed to go. The harbor right?

Once the dye was set, he’d paid Denise with a smile and whispered something to her.

After that, it was a blur.

Ashley began to cry softly as she looked out at the sun on the ocean, and footsteps approached her.

“Ah, the horn is always what wakes them.”

She looked up and there was the man she remembered: tall with a thick beard. The tears were drying on her cheeks when he bent down and wiped them away.

“Don’t worry Ashley. This is your safe harbor.”

Ashley blinked once - twice - and let her eyes slip closed as the weariness took her completely. She didn’t really question it. She was in shock. But she could still hear the man talking as she slept. Then, she felt something odd. She felt as if she were walking. Her eyes opened halfway and discovered she was in a small corridor inside the boat.

Half-lidded, her eyes didn’t see the racks of netting just like hers that hung from the wall. She didn’t register that her hands had fallen loosely to her sides, revealing her every feature to the sailor. She didn’t hear her own voice repeating “Obey the captain” over and over as she walked, entranced, behind him.

Finally, a door swung open at the end of the hall and the man pointed to the bed. Ashley obediently climbed onto it and lay down, noticing another body lying beside her.

“Face one another.”

Ashley turned to face the other person and recognized the face of Denise, whose mouth was whispering “Obey the captain” over and over. There was a faint shuffling from the foot of the bed and then the final command came from their Captain.

“Set sail.”

Ashley’s mind vanished into a frothing mass of lust and need. Bodies became unrecognizable. Who’s hand was on her tit. Who’s mouth was between her legs. She took a cock in her mouth and shared its seed with another. She came again and again. And all the while, the sounds of “Obey the captain” became louder and louder until there were two voices screaming it in orgasmic ecstasy.

When Ashley woke again, she was naked, but clean. Denise sat at her side, though neither looked at the other. Instead they only looked ahead at the blank wall. They were only meant for the Captain’s pleasure. When they were needed, they would be summoned. Until then, they would remain here. Silent. Obedient.

Ready.

You have a trigger ✨