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[succubus-princess]

Soft edging: a calming and relaxing massage where their hands keep drifting over sensitive spots, rubbing, holding, stroking, and pinching. Nothing too hard, nothing too fast, it's supposed to be relaxing. And yet the pleasure keeps adding up, not enough to drive you through the edge, but keeping you there. Low lights, soft music, maybe a candle right around the corner. Everything feels great, however, you need more, you're rolling your hips for more, your body is trembling whenever their hand brush over somewhere you desperately need touching. Not enough. They are trying to drive you insane, you know it, but they look so calm caressing your body, exploring the skin, smiling softly whenever you quiver under their touch. You want more, but it feels good, they feel good, you can take it. Until you can't, until your mind is getting foggy, until you feel so hot, so desperate and needy that you're almost reaching for their hands to guide them to where you want to feel them the most. Unfortunately, the restraints keep you from doing so, the only thing last to do is begging. "Please..." the soft plea move past your lips, and when their eyes move from your sensitive body to meet your gaze, there is a proud smile on their lips. Instead of giving you what you want right away, their answer is a simple "Good, now beg some more and I might let you cum" making clear that this is far from over.

[succubus-princess]

Oh, to be walking around the house naked, a pretty leather collar around my delicate neck, a silver chain dangling freely between my breasts all the way down to my belly, so you can pull me to your lap whenever you feel like 😊✨

[succubus-princess]

just an idea but maybe spread my pussy lips open while you fuck me because it's so pretty and easier to slide in and out and you can accidentally slip out and rub right over my clit before entering me again.... just an idea

[succubus-princess]

okay but make me hump on the barrel of your gun to get it all wet before you fuck me with it while I'm on my knees on the floor? maybe you could tie my hands behind my back so I can't try to stop you? make sure I can't close my legs too? would a rope around my neck to keep my back straight be too much? I'd cry so pretty for you 🥺🥺🥺

[succubus-princess]

Good Punishment

Imagine a day of punishment. It was agreed on after you misbehaved because you wanted to be a brat - you are excited of course, you love to be punished, it always feels good and you always get a reward after you endure it. The punishment for the day is to be with a vibrator the whole day, only remove it when they allow you to. And, of course, they will be controlling it from a distance so there are moments when it's off and you'll forget about it. Moments when the toy is on and you will feel like you will lose your mind while trying to keep a straight face since you're in public. It felt great, all of it, until you notice. . . they are not planning on making you cum. They know you so well that every time you're getting close, they turn the vibrations off and you're left squirming in place looking for more pleasure.

Except for when you're talking to someone. You had your toy with you from the morning, you feel too hot inside your clothes, you know your cheeks are flustered all the time because every time the vibrations start your blood rushes everywhere like an adrenaline kick. What if someone hears it? What if you make a sound? What if you start to drip through your pants with how soaked you are? Your mind is getting foggy, you can't think of anything but how good it feels when the toy is giving you more and more. . . until it stops.

And then you have to go back to paying attention to the person in front of you while her whole body pulsates for more. Blinking slowly with your glassy eyes, you stop biting your bottom lip, you smile, you ignore the need to roll your hips to get some friction going. You have no idea how long you can take of this, but it's your punishment and you know that its best to behave now. Better yet, you focus on your prize, you think of how amazing it will feel when you finally reach your climax, and you're desperate to hear the praise in their hoarse voice when they check how sensitive you are after a day of edging. Of course, it doesn't help to calm down your body nor it makes easier to ignore how fast you would cum if you just sneaked into the bathroom.

But when the vibrations start again, your mind follows its course into pretty scenarios where you would be moaning happily with every new wave of pleasure. You don't care about what the person in front of you is talking about, you don't care about- oh.

You were getting closer now, closer than before. Maybe because you were about to stand up so you could rush back home. Now the toy is not stopping, now you're being forced to hold back against what you desperately wanted, and needed. If you reached your climax right there, there was no doubt the person in front of you would notice. Your heart was beating too fast, you almost whimpered a few times during the conversation, you ignored how it sounded like you were moaning instead of humming in agreement, but if you came? God, you would moan so sweetly, arching your back and spreading your legs to feel the toy better. You couldn't let this happen. And the toy wasn't stopping now.

Adrenaline hit you hard like before, and this time you pressed your thighs together in the hopes of stopping the vibrations, feeling less of it, looking for control, for something to ground you in place. When it's time to leave, you make up an excuse to stay behind when everyone left - you have no idea how you're supposed to stand up with the toy vibrating so hard. Let alone walk, your legs were shaking, you wouldn't be able to hold back, you would cum and. . . it stopped. Panting, you closed your eyes to try and catch your breath, so sensitive that your whole body felt like it was overheating. You wanted to be out of your clothes, you wanted to cum, you didn't care if you were not home yet. The battle between can and can'ts kept shifting inside your mind because you wanted your high pleasure reward, but you knew it would be wrong if it happened there.

Your mind went blank when a single text popped up on your phone.

'We are not done yet. I'll meet you halfway home, you need to take a walk to calm down. We can keep going in the car'

You had no choice, it was part of the deal. It excited you further, not knowing if you would be able to endure it and hide from people that you were on the verge of cumming in public. Besides, the day was almost over, you would have your reward once you were home. Shaken legs or not, you stood up, a small vibration sending shivers down your spine as you hoped for the elevator to be empty when it was your turn to get inside.

[succubus-princess]

I wanted to be roughed up so bad right now, just thrown around, pushed into the bed, bent over something, slapped, spanked, choked. All of it, a stress relief toy. For them to go hard on me after the long day, get off on my pain, make me cry, smile as I whimper. I want to be left twitching, a mess, breathless and sore after they are done.

[succubus-princess]

Would be lovely to be completely tied up, blindfolded with a gag on my mouth, legs spread open, arms behind my back. Maybe I should have headphones on too, that way I wouldn't know what you would do to me. I would only feel it, I would feel everything even better since I'm so focused on only one of my senses. Every gentle brush of fingers would feel like heaven, every hard slap would feel intense, the pleasure would be amazing just like the pain, it would all feel overwhelming, good, I wouldn't complain even if I could. After you were done with me, you would remove the blindfold to replay the video you made, all while putting a vibe to my clit so it wouldn't matter how embarrassed I would be getting watching the movie you made of me, I would be seeing - and feeling - exactly how wet you make me. Doesn't matter if you're going too far, if you're being too rough, the training you gave me makes it impossible for me not to cum, and after the long session, my body would be so sensitive that I'd just keep cumming, watching all of it replay right before my eyes. A small break, you would call, right before going back to it again.

[succubus-princess]

Those sweet mornings when you're sleepy to the point of not really understanding what's happening just yet but they need to use you so, before you know it, you're lying on your stomach with them on top of you. Lazy fucking that keeps you on the edge of waking up, but still relaxing enough that you just stay there letting them take what they want, enjoying the feeling, happy that your dreams are mixing up with reality as the pleasure increases. Heaven.

[succubus-princess]

Imagine having their hands between your legs under the table, so no one can see. Imagine having to hold back more than just your moans. You can't keep your eyes closed for too long, you can't let them roll back either. No opening your mouth or biting down on your bottom lip. No gasping for air, no holding it. You can't arch your back, can't shake too much, can't drop whatever you're holding. And if they talk to you, you're going to answer with a steady voice. Hoping that the words slipping through your lips make sense. It's not like you can think anymore, the chair wet and sticky with your juices. If it weren't for the music, everyone would be able to hear the lewd sounds coming straight from between your legs. It was so wrong, so risky, and you were getting addicted to the rush, your body even more sensitive because of it. More, more, you needed more. You would be desperate to cum, and terrified of your reaction when it happened. You were never that good at keeping your body in control after all.

[succubus-princess]

something holy in having them on their knees in front of you, knuckles deep inside, telling you to hold still, keep your back straight, take it without a sound, while you're doing the absolute best to keep a straight face and look unbothered when every muscle in your body is twitching in pleasure.

[succubus-princess]

just wanted to grind on the gun they are holding while sitting on a chair, praising me for being a good girl for them. just like rolling my hips slowly over and over again until I'm dripping wet and begging for them to fuck me because I feel too empty. and then they would tell me to cum all over the gun first, so I would be grinding harder against it, whimpering and moaning, getting close but never reaching the climax since I need more stimulation than that. they would help me by grabbing my neck to hold me still while they move the gun up and down my slit, adding some pressure over my clit for a bonus. "that's it, keep moaning, good girl, do you want more? keep your legs open, I'll fuck you as soon as you cum. come on, cum for me" I would be cumming so hard after that, their voice, their orders, the way they would be the one controlling my pleasure would push me into a trembling mess too fast. and it would be only the beginning.

[succubus-princess]

Know when you're really horny, like really really horny, so when the action starts you cum right away? I'm talking less than a minute right away. Imagine being left in that state for hours, unable to touch yourself to reach that high you so desperately want, restraints keeping you from moving so the only thing you can do is squirm in place until they decide it's been going on for too long. After the first orgasm, however, that mindblowing sensation that you've been craving the whole day, that high that makes you feel like you're floating, or drowning in pleasure, the electricity that runs all over your body - after all that, you're not allowed to calm down and rest, instead you've been so desperate, buckling your hips in search of any sort of friction, that they decided you will have more. Way more, and from being desperate to cum, you turn into a crying mess in less than twenty minutes. You will end up the night exhausted, unable to think, quivering, barely able to keep your eyes open. And a fucked up smile on your face because that was a taste of heaven.

[succubus-princess]

girls just want to be worshipped in the most obsessive, borderline unhealthy, way ever 🙄🙄 (I'm girls)

[succubus-princess]

in the mood to be down on my knees with a bunch of people around, having someone fucking my ass too hard for me to concentrate on anything else. just trying to hold myself together, you know? so when someone decided to play with my clit, or finger me, I'd only moan louder, thankful for the extra pleasure but also afraid that is going to be too much. eventually, they would decide my mouth could be put to use as well, and the only thing I could do was to stay on my knees and take it.

[succubus-princess]

Ever thought about using my panties to get off only to then push it inside my pussy with your cock? No? Wanna try to see if it would feel good?

[succubus-princess]

is it too much to ask for you to forcefully spread my legs open, pin me down into the bed and use my body as your stress-relief toy? I know I can take it, I just need you to go for it, stop holding back and just make me feel good by serving you.