Enough chilly flesh on display! Time to heat things up a little bit with another voyeuristic delight. A voyeurs glimpse of the edge. From my recent week of tasks.
It isn’t really the edge. That would imply he only required me to edge once. No, he wouldn’t make it that easy! Rather, this was one of ten non-orgasms he requested from me on this day. He was alternating ten orgasms with ten edging, for seven days. Not an easy task when home-schooling two high energy boys, I can tell you. However, I was lucky to get a reprieve when these bundles of fun were packed of to their dads for the weekend!
Total freedom to indulge in my submission. My tasks. And his pleasure, along with my own.
Sir and I have a long distance dynamic. In the last year I have learnt that I really get off on imagining that he is with me, watching, stroking himself as I torment myself in whichever way he chooses. Having a mirror in view aids the filth that floats around in my mind as I toy with myself.
If my Voyeurs Glimpse of the Edge has got you thinking about edging, have a look at this post: My Favourite Game