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Life is pretty amazing at the moment. I can’t get it across just how much being owned by such an amazing woman has made me so happy. lesbianmuse is my owner and I am so so proud to be hers is just makes me dizzy with lust and love for her. Today has been yet another example of just how much I belong to her completely.
I managed to finish work a little bit early and told Miss that I was going to go and look around some shops. The build up through the day had already been driving me a little bit hips rocking crazy with horny tension for her anyway as she had me dressed for her to work today and the attention is caused had already had me feeling like a filthy little tart, which if course I loved! Hehe
But when I finally got the the mall I headed to the ladies fashion floor of selfridges which is a huge department store here in the uk. I was looking at a few skirts that were rather lovely whislt I was chatting to Miss on my phone. Before long we had a plan of me trying to find a slutty little skirt. But to be fitted and tight or a skater that showed my ass as I bent over hehe. So I found a shop assistant who seemed really nice, smiley and just a little shy. His name was Darren. I explained to Darren in a very matter of fact way that my mistress wants me to buy a short skirt but we couldn’t decide if it should be skater or tight for the reasons above hehe. His face was a picture! I even handed him my phone so he could see the conversation if been having with Miss. His face went red and he didn’t know what to say even when Miss said hi to him hehe.
So then I said to Darren, how about you help me pick out some shoes Darren? He was being such a gent and promptly tried to be as professional as possible and soon had me sat in a sofa on the back wall of the shop and I had a few boxes of shoes around me to try on. Miss was teasing me the whole time and I could feel the tension in me building and my hips starting to rock with excitement. Before long Miss had me hand him my phone again but this time she was going to chat to him.
He really did try to remain professional even when i had my legs crossed and my dress riding so high that my panties were just about visible. But just about visible wasn’t enough for Miss.
Once he had the phone she started to instruct Darren to ‘help out with his customer’ hehe. ;) at this point I was just going on his instructions and Miss had told me to do whatever he said. He was looking shocked and blushing like crazy but finally he looked at me and said. “Jacky would like you to prove what panties you are wearing to me”. At this point I was wet, horny and totally lost in feeling like a complete slut for her. And with just a little smile I spread my legs wide open. My dress hiked completely out of the way and my little pink panties on full show! He replied to her telling her what he was seeing and I couldn’t help the rush of lust pulsing through me and my wetness leaking into my panties. Then he said “she wants to know if your panties are wet. Can you pull them tight against you so I can see?” He was so so nervous but his raging hard bulge in his trousers were giving away his true thoughts. To this I reached down and pulled my panties tight against me so they bunched and sucked into me slightly. The wetnes making them slightly see though.. He looked like he was either going to faint of fuck me hehe. At which point he handed the phone back to me as my gaze into his eyes was now lust glistening and in my mind I was imagining Miss in front of me making me expose myself right there in public. My heart racing and the ache between my thighs so so desperate. I couldn’t get her smile out of my mind. Aching to feel her use me. And she knew it because as soon as I made a hurried exit leaving poor Darren behind, I literally ran to my car where Miss said I was going to be allowed to cum. Even in the elevator going down to the underground car park I couldn’t reiss having my hand in my soaked panties. My fingers sliding inside myself and stroking against my front wall hard!.. As soon as I got to my car miss told me I’m to be naked except for my heels on the dash. Also I had to open the windows of my car before I was allowed to reach between my thighs. I truly can’t remember if anyone was around. I was completely and utterly in a lust haze for her and picturing her watching my every move. My legs spread hard and pushing my ass against the gear stick as I thrust my fingers in my fuck hole for her. Moaning hard as I even shocked myself at how wet I was. The sounds of my fingers thrusting and my moans filling my senses. Miss telling me what a dirty little slut I was for literally doing anything for her just to be allowed to cum. And my gawwd did I reach the edge fast!! I was screaming her name as I felt that white hot prickle of heat spasm through my body as I flooded my hand in hard hip jolting thrusts! My body crumbling in jerking shudders as I came and my heart racing as I imagined my fingers were hers and that she was flooding my mouth as she straddled my mouth.
I finally slumped in my car trembling red faced and that familiar blush if shame and embarrassment as I looked at myself and the position I was in. And I as running late to go see friends who I was to have dinner with. Omg why am I so much of a slave to my lust and love for her? Why am I so completely hers? How had she gained control of my body and mind? I truly don’t care though. I know I’m do so happy and she makes me feel like in excited to feel every bit of contact with her I can. She’s incredible and I’m not ashamed of a single thing she makes me do it feel.
I’m yours lesbianmuse
Oh darling… you captured this afternoon in words just perfectly! And such an excellent choice in Darrin to participate and probably give him the thrill of his young life being that close to your wet throbbing cunt! He was just adorable trying to still be a gentleman yet obviously completely out of his depth hihi.. even wondering if you were a porn star as sexy slutty as you were looking today! I can only imagine the thoughts flying thru his young head as I told him while you were sexy enough, no you were my sex toy.. ;-)
And you my darling.. absolutely the perfect little fuck toy as always!! Making your miss so proud frantically stripping off all your clothes and pleasuring yourself all to please me!
And please me it did darling! Making your miss cum yet again even on her period :-P OMG
So happy and completely yours darling… And so excited for more.. :-D
I especially like how the involvement with Darrin was small at first. I’m usually against public play because it nonconsentually thrusts your kink upon others, but starting out so small and growing it gives me ideas. :-)
In this moment, she is nothing but a helpless exhibition of lust.
The show had been a hit for the night, the audience all applauding at every expected moment, yet the erotic dancing and the simulated displays of passion were all merely a warm up for the main act.
After an evening of enjoyable yet light entertainment, the audience were anticipating what they had been truly waiting for, ready for the curtains to open once more for the final show.
Silence descended over the room as the curtains opened, revealing the nameless starlet, hanging helplessly and exposed to the female teaser standing beside her, ready to give the crowd what they wanted; a wet, tantalising heat seemed to radiate from the stage as the teaser wordlessly began her work.
The audience sat in silence, appreciating the beauty before them, each devouring the visual splendour, soothed with the delicious whimpers of arousal drifting through the room like the softest notes of music ever played. The starlet could not stop herself from whimpering and moaning with pleasure while the silence of the audience, locked in awed concentration, seemed to amplify the sound of every wet slap to her pussy. Every stroke and teasing touch made her shiver in need for more, yet she knew that the teaser was not here to give her such relief; the audience was here to see much more.
The teaser knew just when to hold back and just when to push a little further, just when to nibble the girl’s pussy lips and just when to push forward and suck on her clitoris hard. The only time the audience made any noise was when murmurs of appreciation spread amongst them once the starlet began to beg.This is exactly what the audience had come to see, desire at its rawest, at its purest, at its most intense.
"I’m more of an Upper Floor than a Public Disgrace kind of girl," she tells me.
I was sitting in the parking lot at school and decided it was a perfect time to edge. I get such a thrill at the thought of being caught masturbating in public. So there I was parked right out front with my pants around my ankles and my fingers inside of me. At one point someone did walk out right next to my car. I tried to cover and shrink down in my seat, but couldn’t stop giggling, because ultimately I knew that if she looked over there was no hiding what I was doing. After I was finished I promptly sucked my fingers dry, because well.. is there a better, tastier way to clean your fingers?? As I was sitting in class I kept reaching up to smell my fingers, God I love that smell. Every time I would smell them I could feel myself get a bit wetter.
Later when I left work I began edging again in my car. It feels like it has been an eternity since the last time I have truly edged. My poor pussy is so used to getting whatever it wants now. As I neared my stopping point my mind started thinking of all the things I could hump. It was suggested to me that I should fuck my gear shift.. I thought about it, I wanted it… but then my rational mind took over. My car is brand new, it still has the new car smell. I’m a clean freak…. I chose not to fuck it. I now realize what this means. It means that I am clearly not as depraved as I used to or want to be. I need more edging. I want to be at the point where rational thoughts no longer enter my mind. After edging I stuffed my panties in my pussy and headed to the store to get supplies for the rest of my day’s activities. Read about that trip here.
When I came home I promptly washed the carrots and cucumbers and put them in the freezer. When they were finally cold enough, I prepared myself for lots of fun!! I started by using my vibrator on my ass to get it ready for what was about to come next. After a few minutes of fucking myself with my vibrator I grabbed the carrot. I had NEVER done anything like this, and did not expect it to be as cold as it was! I put lube on it and started working the tip in my ass. I can not even begin to describe to you the sensations I received. My body immediately became covered with chill bumps. The further I worked the carrot up, the wider my asshole spread, and the wetter my pussy became. I wanted so badly to touch my pussy, but that wasn’t allowed for this edging game. After a few minutes I had to stop, one I was very close to cumming, and two the carrot was REALLY fucking cold.
So I waited a minute with the hopes that I would calm down. That wasn’t the case, the second I reinserted the carrot in my ass I almost instantly had the urge to cum again. I fought the urge and worked the carrot until it was all the way inside my ass. I then pulled it out and began lubing the cucumber, which was a bit bigger then the end of the carrot. I started working the freezing cold cucumber in my ass, which after the carrot wasn’t that difficult. It didn’t take long at all to fully work it in my ass. By this point I was nearly sobbing, fighting back the urge to cum with everything I had. My pussy needed so badly to be touched so I rubbed it a bit to take the edge off. Then I grabbed my wooden spoon and followed the rub with a quick swat to my clit. I jumped at the pain, but at the same time my pussy gushed. I rubbed again quickly, then swatted. Rubbed, swatted, swatted, rubbed, swatted. Before I knew it I wasn’t really rubbing anymore, I was just fucking my ass with the cucumber and swatting my pussy with the spoon. Each time a little harder than the last. A few times I got carried away and swatted a little harder than I like, but it just reminded me that I had better not cum. This continued for awhile until I absolutely couldn’t take it anymore. I was left wanting to do nothing else in the world but cum, an ice cold cucumber in my ass, my pussy on fire from being swatted, and me nearly in tears from holding back my release.
God…. I hate/love edging.
:-D That sounds so fun! I need to assign that to someone, I think. :-)
so there’s a new vibrator coming out that…
- connects to your phone via bluetooth
- syncs up to audio stories in the app so it buzzes more and more as the action heats up
- and can also be controlled by someone else anywhere in the world you’re chatting with in the app
- fits snugly in your pants against your clit so you can use it hands-free…
- …or wear it places while your long-distance lover keeps you on the edge of cumming all day…
- …and…. ok now i’m just going to think about that for a bit.
Oh the ideas… *evil grin*
Edge for Me. Edge any chance you get. Even in public. Especially in public.
Never, NEVER cum without permission. But you MUST touch. You MUST edge.
Edge until touching yourself becomes automatic… unconscious… continuous… until you don’t even realize you are mindlessly stroking yourself in public, keeping yourself wet and ready for Me.
Edge while driving. Edge while shopping. Edge while dining. Edge while waiting at the bus stop. Edge while waiting in lines. Edge when using the bathroom.
Edge while sitting in the library studying. Except we both know you aren’t really studying, are you, pet?
Good girls learn to touch themselves unconsciously. Obediently. Addictedly. That’s not a word, but your pretty little empty head doesn’t know that, and doesn’t care.
Addict yourself to constant arousal, constant wetness, constant need, and constant availability.
That’s it. Edge for Me.
(Background: kinkismyantidrug’s master’s birthday is at the end of August so she’s decided to deny herself for the month.)
TLDR: I edged a lot, had really hot phone sex, and wore a butt plug to a movie.
Today was intense.
I woke up horny again. I went to breakfast with my roommate and then to class as usual, but it wasn’t until I got home that I got really turned on.
Master had me rub my pussy and then turn my ass red with my crop. It hurt like a bitch because I used the long part of the crop like a cane, but it was very effective and I was eager to satisfy him. He was very pleased with the results.
I edged a lot today. I didn’t count how many times but I did keep myself on the edge almost continuously for a couple of hours.
I’ve never wanted Master’s cum—or anyone’s cum, for that matter—as badly as I did today. I can’t explain how much I utterly, desperately needed it. Giving him orgasms is the closest thing to relief I can get right now, and the longer I go without cumming, the more focused I am on pleasing him and less on anything else. He was busy playing a game though, and I quickly got frustrated trying to get his attention because I was so. Fucking. Horny. I generally don’t bug him too much when he’s busy, but today I couldn’t help it. I sent him a few IMs, begging and pleading for him to let me make him cum.
He finally called me, and he was clearly amused. He had me edge myself more with my vibrator, and then he told me to take off my (soaked) panties and put them in my mouth. And that’s when he really started teasing me. He kept asking if I wanted to cum, if I wanted his load, if I was horny for him… and of course I couldn’t give a coherent answer while being gagged, so each time he would say something like “oh, what’s that? I guess you don’t really want it. Let’s have you edge some more while you try to convince me again.”
I sounded like a whore. My whines and whimpers probably would have been a little funny if I weren’t so aroused. He spent a long time teasing me like that, making me edge and taunting me, saying things that were just degrading enough to drive me insane.
Finally, he let me remove the panties, and I immediately started begging him for cum again. I did it over and over, promising him anything at all—saying ‘yes’ without hesitation to each of his increasingly filthy suggestions, even things I don’t normally want. But I didn’t care. I needed his cum more than anything else in the entire world.
When I finally got to hear him cum, it was fantastic. For a few minutes afterward, I felt almost as satisfied as if I’d had an orgasm myself, which is both really weird and really sexy to me.
One of the best things about Master is that he can have many orgasms in a row, so it wasn’t long before we were playing again. The second time, I told him about a fantasy that was in my head while I edged and he jacked off. The fantasy was about him taking me for a walk—leashed—and finding another pet to play with. I told him about how I wanted to get between her legs and lick her holes while he watched. Eventually, he would push me away and mount her instead, and fuck her to his heart’s content. And when he was finished, I’d eagerly lick his cum out of whichever hole he’d just used. (This is an example of a fantasy I’m not always keen on, but I basically have zero inhibitions right now.)
He came again, and I was a very happy girl. After a little more edging, I finally had to leave because I had plans to see Guardians of the Galaxy with friends—it was excellent, by the way!—but not until I’d inserted a butt plug per Master’s orders.
I wore it for the entire movie, and it was torture. Delicious torture. It inspired a lot of fantasies which I might share another time, but suffice it to say my panties were drenched by the end.
All in all, it was a very enjoyable day for me. I’m looking forward to seeing what Master has in store tomorrow.
okay now we’re getting weird
what kind of teacher are you if you teach about squid reading straight from wikipedia
The teacher could tell what was going on… but if he waited for the right moment, he could suddenly call her up to the board to answer questions and then punish her in front of the class for failing to pay attention.
You know what makes this really hot to me in this? The beer. Well… not literally the beer, but the idea that a couple of people are just sitting at a table, enjoying their drinks and chatting while this is going on is fucking hot to me.
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