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Creative Writing: Waking Up Again

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I woke up wet again. Waking up wet is a weird feeling. I can sort of tell when I first wake up if I am but know for sure when I slide my fingers into my pussy and they get covered in my pussy juices. My normal edging time has been cut down by a 2 or 3 minutes. I started by slowly rubbing my fingers on my clit in circles. Then I slid my fingers into my pussy and fucked myself with them for a bit. This always results in my legs spreading wide apart and my hips thrusting up so I can get deeper. (When the new dildo come in it will be a lot easier to get deeper) then I started to rub my clit harder and more "aggressively" until I got right to the edge. My pussy normally stays soaked like to the point where I can feel it when I 'm walking for a few hours after edging. My Master had me start the day off with a cleaning task. He wanted me to clean the house naked with my vibe in my pussy on low and with one weighted clamp on my nipple and one on my pussy lip. Every 30 minutes I was to move the clip from one side to the other. For the …show more content…

I was already soaked and very turned on. Putting the rubber bands on my nipples did help a little. They were already sore and the rubber bands added to this so it helped me focus on something else. Though them rubbing against my shirt didn 't help. The walk was long not actually long in distance but it felt long. The thing was rubbing against my already swollen and sensitive clit. The vibe in my pussy was managing to hold me right near the edge the entire walk. At one point of the walk I went inside of a store went into their bathroom and spanked my pussy. It was the only thing I could think of to stop me from cumming. I was so close and I had to do something or I would have cum. I spanked my clit hard about 5 times and then left. This helped a bit but I knew that it would only last so long. Thankfully the walk was pretty much

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