Day 30 has finally washed its presence over me and I did. I fucking did it! I edged considerably for a minimum of 3 times a day. For 30 days. Fuck me I honestly thought I couldn’t do it. There were so many days that I wanted to cum so badly…where I knew that my master wouldn’t know. But I kept it together and I’m so fucking proud.
HOWEVER
Its not over yet until sir gives me permission. That’s what sends chills all over my body. The 30 day edging challenge may be over. I may not have to follow the rules for the challenge but sirs rules still apply and how my pussy aches for them.
My hormones are elevated more so than ever now with Aunt Flo coming to visit ? I crave not only the domination but the need to please. I can’t stop thinking about the snap with the ball gag. And what plans he has now that juno is over.
Just fuming that my fucking period has come the day that my challenge as ended. Super horny and sexually frustrated but proud of me and hope I please sir (even though I was a little difficult at times and I am sorry but we have forgotten all about that right cause it was meant to be a challenge it wasn’t meant to be easy right ?).
But to hear those words was the best thing ever.
“Good Slut”
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Bravo!