You don't understand why when you get horny your eyes roll back, your tongue rolls out, and you start to get mindless?

The answer for that is quite simple, you see, you are just a silly toy! Isn't that wonderful? All you have to do is edge all day and make cute faces while at it.

So to dip my toes back into edging and staying denied I thought we could play a little note game!

Likes: adds a day that puppy must stay denied

Reblogs: adds one edge puppy must complete before he can cum again

Comments: adds one puppypart slap that must be done before puppy can cum again

@lavenderoffering

yess, you areee! <3 you forgot to charge your toyssss <3 yes, youuu did <3

For hours Noelle touched to the porn created by the smartest girl she knew. Images flooded her mind; being in Linda's place… kneeling next to her, tongue's dancing as their shared Alyssa's foot… competing over who could get more of her foot in their mouths… each worshiping a different foot… each grinding their cunts against her feet; moaning; tongues out; making loser signs against their foreheads…

Many orgasms later she fell asleep, exhausted.

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Noelle was having the most vivid dream. Writhing in bed with Linda, their tongues dancing in each other's mouths, bodies pressed tightly together, hands exploring each other.

There was a soft tapping on Noelle's door. It was only loud enough to become a part of her dream. The two of them looking up to see Alyssa coming into the room. How are my two little CRINGE CUNTS? Are you being good girls? Are you two cringie dyke cunts?

"Noie, your friend is here."

As a flood of light poured into her room from the hallway, Noelle rubbed her eyes to see the shadow of Jenn with her arm around a very frazzled looking Linda.

Linda gave a little wave. As Noelle's eyes got used to the light, she could tell that Linda had been crying. She let out a pitiful, "hey."

Noelle rose up in bed and opened her arms. "Aw, sweetie. Come here." At the moment, she felt very nurturing.

As Linda fell into her arms, between sniffles she looked up into Noelle's eyes and asked, "can I spend the night with you?"

Noelle's heart melted, "of course, sweetie," and Linda melted into her arms.

It was pretty clear to Noelle, that the person she suddenly felt closest to in the world, needed a shower. It wasn't hard to coax Linda to undress and be guided into the bathroom.

What was clear from her pleas was that she didn't want Noelle to leave, so she sat in her bathrobe on the toilet as Linda washed away the scent of the days events. This was such a different person than the girl who aggressively made out with her in the commons bathroom.

When she was done, Noelle gently dried her off, kissing her on the forehead, and walking Linda back to her room. Sitting on the bed, and directly Linda to sit between her legs, Noelle dried off her long black hair with the towel.

It didn't take long for Linda to lean back into Noelle, and look up at her. "I'm sorry."

Noelle caressed her face and told her, "shhhhh, it's OK."

This just broke Linda, and she tears started pouring down her face. "Noooo, this is so bad."

Linda couldn't help but nod in agreement. "It is bad." Her hands continued to stroke her cheek, capturing the tears. After a minute, she licked her finger, savoring the salty tang of her tears.

And in an instant, they were right back to where they were in the bathroom on campus. Neither of them had kissed any other girl than each other. The only thing they knew was the porn they had secretly watched on tumblr, designed for the male gaze. It was like they were creating a show for an invisible audience, their tongues fighting for control of each other's mouths, their hands twisting and tugging on each other's tits.

Unlike last time, Noelle was in control. It's not every day that the porn star who's video gave you repeated climaxes walked into your bedroom. For some reason, seeing Linda so vulnerable lit a fire inside her. As they kissed, they kept repeating to each other, "this is so bad," the words taking on more and more of a sexy tone.

Then, "this is so bad," turned into, "this is so cringe."

Evoking the word cringe changed everything. Before, they were being gentle. Cringe made Noelle roll so that she was on top. They struggled to get into the center of the bed, their mouths never leaving each other. Frustrated by how her bathrobe was getting in the way, Noelle threw it off and returned to making out.

Being CRINGE seemed to give them a natural sexual agency devoid of any self doubt or timidness. Instinctively, their thighs grinding against each other, their cunts desperately trying to get as much contact on the other's flesh as possible.

Linda pulled her head back. Looking deep into Noelle's eyes, her sadness and exhaustion replaced with pure lust, Linda stuck her tongue out as far as it would go and crossed her eyes, repeating the "loser" expression that she had done in the bathroom.

The words weren't spoken, they were felt. Noelle replied back, in the language that they shared together… the language of CRINGE. Her tongue out; her eyes crossed; drool running down nto her sister CRINGE cunt's tongue… and their sexual energy doubled.

It was clear as they humped and mauled each other's bodies, as they licked and tongued, and CRINGED for each other, that they were getting closer and closer to a shared climax unlike either had ever had before.

This wasn't the pure, beautiful sapphic lovemaking of women unburdened by the brutal crudeness of men. This was fucking beyond the sort of fucking defined in any stories or porn either had encountered. This was the fucking of body and mind, joined as one.

As the energy compounded, as their sweat slickened the grinding between them, as their sexes gushed filling the room with a smell of pure, obscene lust, they were each making the other more and more CRINGE. Rewriting their sexuality into something totally new. It wasn't enough to be into girls. It wasn't enough to get each other off. What mattered that they were each making the other more and more CRINGE.

They say that there is an infinite amount of love. Linda and Noelle were discovering that there was also an infinite amount of CRINGE of which the two CRINGE CUNTS could tap into. An undying spring feelings and actions to bath in, and the only thing that mattered was that it was shared between them. Alone it was pathetic. Together it was pure bliss.

Looking deep into each other's eyes; tongues acting of their own, ridiculous accord; eyes crossed to look as dumb as possible, they could feel themselves pushing each other closer, and closer to the edge. The "little death" that mattered more than anything in the universe.

Or, almost anything…

Something snapped in Linda. All at once, as her sister in CRINGE continued mindlessly writhing and humping, Linda looked directly into Noelle's eyes.

"No."

Noelle didn't seem to hear, lost in a world of pure CRINGE bliss.

"No!" Stopping her body from grinding, Linda slapped her new sister's face hard. This seemed to fry Noelle's brain, shaking her head in confusion as her body continued obeying it's own primal needs.

"Goddess owns it." SLAP. Noelle shook her head, her body temporarily stunned in passivity. "Goddess owns our cummies."

Grabbing Noelle's face in her hands, looking directly at her, deadly serious, Linda repeated, "Goddess owns our cummies."

Noelle moaned in frustration as she felt Linda pulling her thighs and sex away from direct contact. Her cunt continued humping the air, unable to stop, so desperate in need to finish what they had started.

Linda repeated, "Goddess owns our cummies."

Noelle could feel the words sinking in, resonating as a shared fundamental truth shared between them, beyond rational reason. She parroted back. "Goddess owns our cummies."

Linda moaned, and replied, "Goddess owns our cummies." Before her tone was angry; now it was turning back into CRINGE. When she finished repeating back the statement, Linda's tongue stretched out of her mouth, and her eyes crossed. Noelle could feel, even with the distance now between their sexes, that Linda was humping the air, just like she was.

"Goddess owns our cummies." The words came out of her mouth, only when her CRINGE CUNT felt sure that Noelle really meant them, that they were carved into her brain. Her expression went pure CRINGE, drool flowing down onto Linda's face.

Soon the two of them were repeating it in unison, feeling the possibility of a shared climax being replaced with an shared, owned denial.

There was a perverse pride in how CRINGE they were being, how owned they felt, how totally obedient they were being to their one true Goddess. It didn't matter that she wasn't there. They needed to worship her, and this was the sacrificed required of their Goddess Alyssa.

They collapsed into each other's arms, their breathing slowing down into a steady, needy, frustrated bliss.

It scared Noelle how much she seemed to need this. Occasionally, their bodies would start to grind against each other, but then one of them would lock their legs still, to resist them urge to disobey their Goddess' demands, and the other would do the same, and they would gently kiss, as a reward for their shared offering of agency that they sacrificed to their Goddess.

It would have been hard to fall asleep alone. Together, it was surprisingly easy.

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•can’t touch myself in any sexual manner

• allowed to hump things like doorframe, table, chair and things fitting in this category

•the 4 mandatory edges has to be done with 💎 and pleasuring Rainbow with my mouth

•the day only counts if i did my pilates, mandatory edges and yoga. If I lack any of them that day don’t count for the 9 days „no touch“

•pinching nips to every notification

I am GRATEFUL to Mister Stern for reminding me that i need to BROADCAST an EDGIE ALIGNMENT.