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I’m posting this with a small but real hope that it finds you.

Last year, around late May to early June, you messaged me after noticing my posts in this sub. My old username was very similar to this one (I had to make a new account because I was locked out of my old one). You were in California, I was in Ireland, and despite the brutal time difference you made space for me while you were in the middle of moving into a new apartment. We clicked instantly.

Our conversations dove deep into Dom/sub dynamics, edging, denial, and all the kinks that came with them. You brought out a submissive side of me I never knew existed, and you changed me for the better. I still feel the effects of that every single day.

We video called while you worked on your new place. I’d show you my cock at every stage, soft, filling, throbbing, leaking, then slowly softening again, exactly as you wanted. You told me about your life and I opened up in ways I rarely do. The connection felt real and deep.

At the time I was on a long denial streak and about to leave for work, so I knew I’d be offline for a while. The night before I had to go, you gave me permission to cum. You guided me through it on a video call with calm, precise instructions. It was the most intense, perfect orgasm of my life.

Then real life pulled us apart. I lost access to that old account and we fell out of contact. But I have never stopped thinking about you.

If you’re reading this and you know who you are, the woman who controlled my pleasure from across the ocean, please reach out. Even a single message would mean everything.

I’m here. Still yours in the ways that matter.

Thank you for unlocking that part of me. I hope this finds you.

I'm so edged and I just need to show it off and moan for you. Add me itsjj6543

Goddess I'm losing my mind while you grind that thick, juicy ass all over my caged cock. I’m locked tight, leaking everywhere, describing every jiggle and roll of your perfect cheeks as they smother my denied dick. You’ll hear how badly I need to bury myself inside you and pound that wet pussy while your ass bounces against me.

I need you. I need to be kissing your swollen clit, sucking it between my lips, licking long and sloppy from your dripping hole all the way up, making loud wet sounds like I’m devouring you. I tell you exactly how I’d worship it for hours if you let me.

All while whimpering and moaning about how my balls are aching, swollen, and blue. I’m begging to cum so hard but this cage keeps me trapped and throbbing. Every grind of your ass makes it worse. I’m completely pathetic, broken, and addicted to you.

Enjoy your desperate little chastity toy describing exactly how he’d lick, suck, and kiss your clit while staying denied for your pleasure. I’m yours. Completely. 🖤

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Hey everyone. I'm pretty new into writing and recording Hypno and I would just love some honest feedback on my stuff. I really want to improve and get better at this so I would love to know what people think. I've been writing the scripts myself and I really want to improve them but I'm not sure what to do to improve them. Most of my audios are M4F, but I do have one M4A file. they are in my profile because I'm not sure if I can post links or not. Please let me know! Thank you!

Hey everyone. I'm pretty new into writing and recording Hypno and I would just love some honest feedback on my stuff. I really want to improve and get better at this so I would love to know what people think. I've been writing the scripts myself and I really want to improve them but I'm not sure what to do to improve them. Most of my audios are M4F, but I do have one M4A audio. Please let me know! Thank you!

Hey everyone, I want to write a beginners guide to edging because I've seen a lot of people posting on the sub asking for tips and tricks. I thought I'd like to share my experience. I know this type of post has probably been made before but I'd like to share my experience as someone who's been big into edging for about 7 years and is currently 6 months denied (my maximum streak was 10 months) and my longest edging session in a day was 16 hours. Of course I'm a man so a lot of my tips will be more focused on people with penises, however I've learned a lot from girls I've talked to and edged with, so I'm hoping this guide will be helpful for anyone who wants to start out edging for the first time.

So first off, what even is edging? It's basically training yourself to get right up to the point where you're about to cum, that intense "I'm gonna blow" feeling, and then backing off just before it happens. No release, no orgasm, just riding that wave over and over. You stop or change what you're doing the second you feel that point of no return creeping in. For me it's become this whole lifestyle thing now. After 7 years I'm sitting here at 6 months without cumming and it feels fucking incredible most days. The denial makes everything more sensitive, every little touch feels electric.

Why do so many people love it? Once you get past those first clumsy sessions it's addictive as hell. The buildup is insane. Your body gets flooded with all that horny energy and it doesn't get the quick release valve, so it just keeps stacking. After a while your cock (or clit) gets hypersensitive. A 10 second edge can feel better than a full orgasm used to. The frustration turns into this deep, throbbing ache that makes normal life feel more vivid. Horniness leaks into everything. Food tastes better, music hits harder, even just walking around with a constant semi feels powerful. Girls I've edged with tell me the same thing but for them it's more full body, like their whole pelvis lights up and they get these rolling waves that almost feel like mini orgasms without the crash. For me it's all focused in my balls and shaft, this heavy, swollen pressure that makes me leak precum non stop for a few hours. The denial part, especially long streaks like my 10 month run, rewires your brain. You start craving the edge more than the cum. It's like the ultimate tease and it makes partnered play next level because you're both riding that same desperate wave together.

Getting into the right mood is half the battle, especially when you're just starting. Don't just jump in after a stressful day at work with your phone blowing up. I always set the scene. Dim lights or candles if I'm feeling it, close the door, put on some porn that actually turns me on (not the first thing I click, something I've saved that I know hits right). For me it's a mix of slow sensual stuff and hardcore denial clips. Take a shower first, get clean, maybe trim things up down there so everything feels smoother. Hydrate like crazy, drink water, because long sessions will wreck you if you're dehydrated. I usually edge in my bed or a comfy chair with good back support because 16 hours is no joke and your body will cramp up. Put your phone on Do Not Disturb. Tell yourself this is your time. If you're in a relationship and your partner is into it, get them involved early. Some of the best nights I've had were when a girl was whispering in my ear telling me not to cum while she stroked me agonizingly slow.

Now the tips and tricks I've picked up over the years. These are the things that actually moved the needle for me:

- Breathing is everything. When you feel yourself getting too close, slow your breathing way down. Deep belly breaths. It sounds basic but it drops your arousal level fast without killing the mood. I breathe in for 4, hold for 4, out for 6 when I'm right on the edge.

- The "stop and squeeze" method. The second you feel that telltale tingle in your balls or that sudden tightening, stop all movement and squeeze the base of your cock (right where it meets your body) pretty firmly for 10-15 seconds. This basically hits the brakes. Girls I've talked to do something similar by clenching their pelvic floor muscles hard.

- Change positions or switch hands. If you're getting too close too fast, stand up, switch to your non-dominant hand, or even switch from stroking your cock to just rubbing your balls or taint. The change in sensation resets the climb.

- Pacing is key. Start slow as fuck. The first 10-20 minutes should feel almost boring. Light touches, lots of lube (I swear by coconut oil or actual lube that doesn't dry out), focus on the head and frenulum more than full strokes at the beginning. Build speed gradually over hours, not minutes.

- Track your "edge numbers." I started rating how close I was on a scale of 1-10. 7 is horny, 8 is really close, 9 is "oh shit I'm right there," 9.5 is the point where if I move one more time I'm done. Learning to live in the 8.5-9 range is the sweet spot. It took me months to get good at reading my own body.

- Prostate play helps a ton. After about a year I started experimenting with a small prostate massager. It lets me edge from the inside and the orgasms (the ones I rarely allow myself) feel completely different. Even without cumming, it adds this deep full feeling that makes the denial more intense.

- Mental tricks. I started fantasizing about denial itself. Instead of thinking "I want to cum," I'd think "I don't deserve to cum yet." Sounds weird but it helps push the edge further. Some people I know use mantras or even light meditation.

Different edging methods I've tried that actually work for me:

1. The slow build method. This is what I recommend for total beginners. One hand, lots of lube, very slow full strokes for 5-10 minutes, then stop completely for 30-60 seconds when you hit 8. Repeat. My first successful session was only 45 minutes and I only stopped myself from cumming twice. Felt like a huge win.

2. The no-hands method. After a few months I got into humping pillows or using a fleshlight that I barely move. The lack of direct control makes it easier to stay on the edge longer because you can't speed up as easily. I once went 4 hours like this and was a leaking, shaking mess by the end.

3. The ruined orgasm method. Sometimes when I was first learning and couldn't stop myself, I'd aim for a ruined cum. That's where you stop all stimulation right as you start cumming so it just dribbles out with almost no pleasure. It's a safety valve that taught me control. After 7 years I rarely need it but it's there if you fuck up.

4. Long denial days. My 16-hour record was brutal but amazing. I broke it into chunks. 2 hours morning, break for food and walk, another 3 hours, lunch, then evening marathon. I used porn, audio erotica, even just closing my eyes and remembering past sessions. By hour 12 my cock was purple and twitching at the slightest breeze. The headspace you get into is wild.

What should you expect? Your first session probably won't be impressive. You might get to the edge once, maybe twice, and then accidentally cum. That's normal as fuck. I came on myself like 8 times in my first month before I could consistently stop. Your balls will ache in a way you've never felt. It's called blue balls for a reason but after a while that ache becomes part of the pleasure. You'll leak precum everywhere. After a few weeks of regular edging you'll start getting random erections at work just from thinking about it. Sleep might be hard because you're so horny. But that's all part of it. The first time you successfully edge for a full hour without cumming feels like climbing a mountain. The first time you hit multiple edges in one session is euphoric. By month 3 or 4 you'll be chasing longer and longer sessions naturally.

Staying on the edge without going past it is the hardest skill and it only comes with practice. The key is knowing your own body better than you know anything. Learn the exact signals. For me it's a combination of my balls pulling up tight, this specific tingle at the base of my cock, and my pelvic muscles starting to contract on their own. The moment I feel any of those I stop everything. No movement, sometimes I even take my hand completely off and just breathe. After 10-20 seconds the feeling backs off and I can start again. If I'm really close I might stand up and do 20 pushups or splash cold water on my cock. Sounds unsexy but it works. Over time you need less and less of that emergency stuff. Now I can stay in that perfect 9.0 zone for 20-30 minutes at a stretch, just floating there in this desperate, blissful state.

Of course the goal is not to cum. That's the whole point. But at the start it's completely normal to not be able to control yourself. Your first edging session won't be hours long, in fact it would be a success if you manage to stop yourself at the edge just once. It's all about building up. It will take time. But oh my god is it worth it. After 7 years of edging and 6 months denied I'm telling you the constant low level horniness, the sensitivity, the way sex feels when you finally do let go (I only cum a few times a year now, and only if it's with someone), it's life changing. My longest streak of 10 months left me feeling like a god by the end. Everything was more intense. If you're just starting, be patient with yourself. Don't get discouraged when you cum accidentally. Laugh it off, clean up, and try again tomorrow. The journey is the best part.

If you have any specific questions about techniques, toys, or how to involve a partner, drop them below. Happy edging everyone. Stay denied.

A few months back, I was trying to find new edging methods, just trying to edge a little longer than usual. I’d seen online about male squirting, but I figured it was mostly hype. I was wrong. Once I figured it out, the first time it started flowing I literally had to sit down because my legs got weak. It feels warm, tingly, and kinda full body. Not like a regular orgasm, more like this slow building, almost addictive leak that just keeps going if you do it right. I’ve been chasing that feeling ever since and now I want every guy reading this to be able to experience it too. This is exactly what’s worked for me.

### Start with the basics – get yourself in the right headspace

Don’t rush this. The key is being relaxed, a little horny but not racing toward the finish line. I usually do this after a hot shower when my muscles are loose. Lie on your back on the bed or sit in a comfortable chair with your legs spread. Lube helps a ton, I like a good water based one so everything stays slippery. Get yourself at least half hard. If you’re completely soft it’s harder to get the flow going.

### Method 1: Rubbing the perineum (that spot between your balls and your ass)

This was my gateway. The perineum is that smooth stretch of skin right behind your sack. There’s a bunch of nerves and the prostate sits right above it. I press two fingers there and rub in slow, firm circles , not too hard at first. It feels kinda like you need to pee at the beginning, but if you keep breathing and rubbing while you gently stroke your dick with your other hand, that pressure turns into this deep, warm throb.

My first big success happened like this: I was lying there, rubbing that spot in steady circles for about ten minutes while barely touching the head of my cock. Suddenly I felt this surge, like something letting go inside, and a thick rope of clear precum shot out the tip, then another, then it started dripping steadily down the shaft. I didn’t even feel close to cumming, it was completely separate. The more I kept the perineum pressure going, the more it kept coming. Now I can get a steady leak going in under five minutes this way. Pro tip: press a little closer to your asshole as you get more turned on. The angle matters.

### Method 2: Glans rubbing (focusing right on the head)

Once you’re leaking a little, you can amplify it by playing with the head. The glans, that spongy, super sensitive bit at the tip, has a ton of nerve endings. I use my thumb and two fingers to make tight little circles right on the underside where the head meets the shaft (the frenulum area). Keep it wet. The sensation is intense, almost too much at first, like you want to pull away, but if you breathe through it and keep the pressure light but constant, it triggers more precum without pushing you over the edge.

I remember one night I combined this with the perineum rub. Left hand on the spot between my legs, right thumb swirling on the head in slow, slick circles. Within a couple minutes I had a constant clear stream running down over my fingers. It looked like I was leaking cum but it was all precum, super clear and slippery. The feeling is this electric buzz that spreads from the tip all the way up my spine. I can keep it going for twenty minutes if I’m careful not to speed up.

### Method 3: Prostate stimulation (the real game-changer for me)

This one takes a little more courage the first time but holy shit it’s worth it. The prostate is a gland a couple inches inside your ass toward your belly button. You can reach it with a finger (trim your nails, use lots of lube) or a small toy made for it.

I started with just one finger. I lie on my back, knees up, and slide a lubed finger in, curving it upward. Once I feel that firmer spot, I rub it gently in a “come here” motion. At the same time I lightly stroke my cock or just hold it. The first time I did this I wasn’t even touching my dick much and suddenly precum started pouring out in pulses, not drips, actual little squirts with each rub. It felt like my whole pelvis was melting. Now it’s my go to when I really want to flood myself. The combination of prostate pressure and slow stroking is what lets me squirt the biggest amounts.

It doesn’t feel like you’re ejaculating, it’s more like the fluid is being steadily pushed out while your body stays in this heightened, floaty state.

### Other methods that help

- **Edging for long periods.** The longer you stay right on the brink without finishing, the more precum your body produces naturally. I’ll edge for 45 minutes sometimes, using all the above techniques, and by the end I’m basically leaking nonstop.

- **Kegels while stimulating.** While you’re rubbing the perineum or prostate, gently flex those pelvic floor muscles like you’re stopping a pee mid stream. For me this creates a pulsing effect that pushes more fluid out rhythmically.

- **Temperature play.** A warm washcloth wrapped around your balls while you work the other spots seems to increase production. I’ve also tried a cold one on the head and it creates a crazy contrast that makes everything more sensitive.

- **Hydration and diet.** Sounds boring but drinking a lot of water and eating pineapple or drinking pineapple juice actually makes the precum taste better and seem to increase the volume a bit. I noticed it after a few days of testing.

### Putting it all together, my favorite session

I start in the shower with the perineum rub while soaping up. Once I’m leaking, I move to the bed, slide a finger in for prostate massage, and use my other hand to do those tight circles on the head. I keep everything slow and breathe deep. Usually within 10-15 minutes I’m dripping a steady stream, sometimes shooting little clear spurts when I hit the prostate just right. I haven't cum in 6 months because I don't need to anymore. This feels better than any orgasm I've ever had. Maybe an orgasm after a long squirting session would feel amazing, I'll let someone else weigh in on that.

Not every guy will get the same results right away. Some dudes are naturally leakers and some have to work at it. The first few times I barely got anything. But once your body learns what you’re asking it to do, it gets easier and the amounts get bigger. The feeling is worth the practice, it’s this deep, full, almost submissive pleasure that spreads through your groin and belly.

If you try this, start simple with the perineum rub. Don’t expect a geyser the first time. Relax, enjoy the journey, and pay attention to what your body is telling you. When it starts flowing for you the first time, you’ll know exactly what I mean. That warm, slippery, endless leak is one of the best sensations I’ve ever felt during solo play.

Let me know if you try it and tell me what worked for you. I’m genuinely excited for you to feel this.

There's nothing more perfect in this world than a tight, puckered asshole, all wrinkled and pink, begging to be worshipped from afar while my cock throbs and leaks in agonizing denial. Just staring at it makes my balls ache, precum oozing out in sticky strands because I know deep down I'll never get to bury my shaft balls deep into that hot, clenching ring. It's pure torture, the way it sits there between those juicy cheeks, slightly parted like it's teasing me, daring me to imagine how it'd grip me like a velvet vice if I could just... plunge in. But no, that's the beauty, eternal denial, my dick twitching helplessly as I edge myself raw, knowing that perfect hole will always stay off limits, forever taunting my swollen tip.

Smooth, hairless skin framing that tiny, twitching pucker, the outer rim a shade darker, flushed with blood from all the filthy thoughts it inspires. Up close, those intricate folds ripple like velvet petals, contracting in slow, hypnotic pulses that make my heart pound and my cockhead swell purple. I zoom in mentally, watching every ridge and crease, how it dimples inward when she's relaxed, then blooms outward in a lewd kiss when she bears down. God, the scent I'd imagine, musky, earthy, intoxicating, like pure sex distilled into one spot. My tongue waters for a taste, but again, denial reigns, I just stroke my leaking dick faster, veins bulging, as that asshole owns me without mercy.

And when she orgasms? Holy shit, that's the pinnacle. Her whole body shudders, cheeks spreading wide, and that magical hole winks at me, pulsing, spasming in rhythm with her cries. It contracts hard, sucking inward like it's milking an invisible cock, the rim fluttering wildly, shiny with lube or sweat, each throb sending jolts straight to my denied balls. I can almost hear the squelch, see the way it grips and releases, desperate for filling but getting nothing from me, just my pathetic dripping as I hump the air, cock throbbing untouched.

Then, post fuck? After some lucky bastard's wrecked it, that asshole gapes wide open, a perfect, yawning crater, stretched to oblivion, the inner pink walls glistening and quivering. It's ruined in the hottest way, a dark tunnel pulsing with aftershocks, lips puffy and everted, leaking thick ropes of cum that bubble out slow and obscene. The gap holds for seconds, minutes even, winking lazily as it tries to close, but stays slack and inviting, a badge of debauchery that makes my prostate clench in envy. I stare, mesmerized, my own cock spurting precum onto my belly because I'll never be the one to cause that destruction, never flood those depths with my seed. Assholes are perfection

I crave it. I need it. Permanent reprogramming. No more cumming, ever. My cock locked in eternal denial, throbbing on the razor's edge of orgasm forever. Balls swelling heavier by the day, churning endless loads that I'll never release, blue balled to bursting, aching with pent up seed that just builds and builds. Imagine me reprogrammed like a mindless drone, triggers buried deep in my brain, firing non stop to keep my dick leaking pre cum, twitching helplessly, but never tipping over.

The triggers would be everywhere, inescapable. Visual ones first, every glimpse of a woman's cleavage or ass in tight yoga pants slams my cock into instant edge mode, shaft swelling rock hard, veins bulging, head flaring purple as my balls clench in futile desperation. Scroll porn? any pussy lips parting, any tits bouncing, and I'm humping the air, prostate milking phantom spurts that tease but never deliver. Even innocent shit like lips painted red, boom, edge activated, my balls tightening like they're about to explode but stopping short every time.

Auditory triggers wired straight to my groin the word "good boy" whispered anywhere makes my cock jerk wildly, pre cum drooling in ropes, balls drawing up so tight they hurt. A woman's moan on TV? Instant edge, dick pulsing like it's being stroked by invisible hands, edging me for minutes while I whimper. High heels clicking on tile? My asshole twitches, cockhead hypersensitive, begging for a ruin that never comes. Phone notifications? That soft chime reprograms me to leak steadily, balls inflating with fresh cum I can't shoot.

Or some tactile reprogramming, silk panties brushing my thighs, cock surges to full mast, glans slick and shiny, forever denied. A breeze brushing by me, nipples harden, cock throbs in sync, balls so full they slap audibly with every step. Someone's hand near my crotch, even clothed? Edge overload, prostate throbbing, urging a hands free orgasm that fizzles into blue balled agony.

Olfactory triggers for constant torment, musky pussy scent wafting by? Cock inflates painfully, balls churning overtime, pre cum soaking my underwear as I fight the urge to beg. Fresh laundry smell? Dick leaks like a faucet, edging me silently while I pretend to function. Even my own sweat, post gym, that salty tang hits and my cockhead blooms hypersensitive, twitching for release that’s neurologically blocked forever.

Situational ones seal the deal, bending over to pick something up, ass exposed mentally, cock slamming to edge, balls heavy as grapefruits. Typing on my phone? Fingers mimicking a stroke reprograms the motion into endless tease. Public bathrooms? Sound of a zipper dropping anywhere sends me into dry hump spasms, cum factories in my sack overloading without payout.

Reprogram me now. Implant them all, layer them deep. Make my cock a perpetual edging machine, balls eternally full and fertile, mind shattered into orgasm denied bliss.

Nothing gets me harder than rubbing my frenulum like it's my own personal clit. I've been edging for hours, my cock throbbing and leaking nonstop from that sensitive little ridge just under the head. I pull back my foreskin slow, exposing that sweet, shiny spot, and start circling it with my thumb, light at first, teasing the nerves until my slit winks open and spits out a fat bead of precum. I scoop it up, smear it all over my frenulum, turning it slick and glossy, perfect lube for faster strokes.

My balls are aching already, drawn up tight against my body, but I won't let myself cut. I pull the foreskin back further, stretching it taut so every rub hits that hotspot dead on, flicking my nail across it to send electric jolts up my shaft. Precum keeps oozing, thick and clear, dripping down to coat my fingers as I rub harder. My cockhead swells purple, veins bulging, the frenulum pulling so taut it feels like it's gonna snap from the pleasure. I edge closer, hips bucking involuntarily, breath ragged, fuck, one more rub and I'd explode ropes of hot cum all over my stomach, but I stop, fist squeezing the base to kill the urge, watching more precum bubble out as reward.

Hours in, and I'm lost in it rubbing circles, then up down glides along that ridge, foreskin pulled back so tight. My asshole clenches with every pass, prostate throbbing untouched, begging for release I deny. Precum pools on my stomach now, sticky strings connecting my fingers to my slit every time I pull away. I want this all night, edging till dawn, frenulum raw and hypersensitive, cock a leaking mess

Just posted my latest hypno file, and it's got me craving a live in hypno slut of my own. A gorgeous, eager girl who hands over total control, fully consensual, begging me to shatter her mind into blissful obedience. She'd move in, stripped bare from day one, collared and leashed, her will melting away under my voice until she's nothing but my dripping, mind broken slave. I'd start slow, dropping her deep into trance with whispers that rewire her brain, her pussy clenching helplessly as I embed the permanent trigger: "No cumming without Master's permission." From then on, she's a needy, edged slut forever, her clit throbbing in agony, juices leaking down her thighs, humping the air like a desperate bitch in heat, but locked on the brink until I snap my fingers and growl "Cum now."

Oh, the stuff I'd hypnotize her into... First, daily rituals, she'd wake me with her tongue buried in my ass, rimming deep and sloppy while chanting "I'm Master's slut" in a monotone trance voice, her hips grinding against nothing because that denial trigger keeps her perpetually frustrated. Mornings? She'd edge herself for hours on a vibrating dildo suctioned to the floor, knees spread wide, tits bouncing as she fucks it raw, eyes rolled back, drooling, but no release until I inspect her swollen cunt and decide she's earned it.

I'd trance her to crave public humiliation. Picture her in a short skirt, no panties, leading her on a walk where a trigger word like "Leak" makes her pussy gush squirt after squirt onto the sidewalk, soaking her thighs while she stammers excuses to strangers, face burning with shame. Back home, I'd command her into fuckpet mode, crawling on all fours, ass up, begging to be bred. Hypno her tits hypersensitive so every slap makes her moan like a whore, nipples hard as rocks, milked into a bowl she laps up later.

Nights? Pure depravity. I'd install a bimbo trigger, "Gigglecunt", turning her into a vacant headed airhead who fingers her sopping slit while reciting how much she loves being my cumdump. Or the painpleasure loop, whip her ass cherry red, and in trance, each lash rewires to feel like an orgasm building, but it never crests without my say so, leaving her a sobbing, denied mess grinding against my leg. Anal training sessions where I stretch her tight asshole with plugs, hypnotizing her to cum hands free from fisting alone (only with permission, of course), her sphincter clenching greedily around my cock as she babbles thanks.

trigger her to lactate on command, squirting milk while I fuck her throat, balls deep gagging her until tears stream and she swallows every drop. Or petplay, collared puppy mode, humping my leg for hours, tongue out, denied until she pisses herself in submission. Vacations? She'd be my travel toy, tranced to flash her tits and squirt on command, then recount every detail while I deny her throbbing pussy again.

This hypno slave would live for my control, edged eternally, body a canvas for my desires, mind happily fractured into perfect submission.

Hey everyone. I'm pretty new into writing and recording Hypno and I would just love some honest feedback on my stuff. I really want to improve and get better at this so I would love to know what people think. I've been writing the scripts myself and I really want to improve them but I'm not sure what to do to improve them. Please let me know! Thank you!

In an ideal world, submissives like us wouldn't even dream of pleasure or orgasm. We'd be rewired from the core, locked in eternal denial, our pathetic cocks or dripping cunts perpetually throbbing on the razor's edge, leaking precum or slick like broken faucets, but never, ever allowed to tip over into release. Our balls would ache with blue balled fury, clits swollen and twitching, bodies a constant storm of frustrated need. We'd exist solely as vessels for Dominant pleasure, our every breath, every twitch, every humiliated whimper dedicated to their bliss. No more selfish cumming for us, we're just warm, eager holes and hands, toys that serve without end.

Picture this: Morning ritual in the perfect dynamic. Submissive wakes up caged, cock in a steel chastity cage, or pussy sealed with a vibrating plug that's edged them all night via remote app. They crawl to their Dominant, tongue extended, lapping greedily at their Owner's morning wood or juicy folds. No stroking themselves, no humping the air for relief. Just worship, deepthroating that thick shaft until it pulses hot cum down their throat, swallowing every drop while their own denied dick dribbles uselessly onto the floor. "Good denial slut," Dominant growls, kicking them away leaking and desperate, only to make them clean the mess with their mouth before starting chores, naked, collared, plug buzzing low to keep the edge razor sharp.

Afternoons? Service marathons. Submissive on knees under the desk while Dominant works, tongue buried in ass, rimming that puckered hole for hours as files get checked and calls taken. Their own genitals scream for mercy, cock straining purple against the cage, pre cum pooling in a sticky puddle, but no touch, no mercy. Dominant might grind back, flooding their face with sweat and musk, then cum hands-free from the sheer power dynamic, leaving sub quivering, clit or tip twitching wildly, body betraying its reprogramming with endless, futile throbs.

Evenings turn filthy. Strapped to a fucking machine rigged with a dildo that pounds their ass or cunt mercilessly, submissives edge under supervision. Dominant lounges nearby, stroking their own cock or fingering themselves to orgasm after orgasm, using the sub's agonized moans as lube. "Beg to stop? Beg louder, that's music to my cum." Sub's hole stretches around the relentless thrust, prostate or G spot milked dry of pleasure without climax, leaking in humiliating squirts that tease but never satisfy. Then, cleanup duty: sub licks Dominant clean post multiple orgasms, their tongue tracing every spent fold or vein, inhaling the scent of superior release while their body convulses in denied rapture.

Nights? Cuddle service with a twist. Submissive spoons behind Dominant, denied cock nestled against their asscheeks—throbbing, oozing, but forbidden entry. They hump the air futilely if commanded, providing friction for Dominant's pleasure via toys or fingers, bringing wave after wave of squirting ecstasy. Sub? Forever blue balled, pussy clenching on nothing, a perpetual edger whose only "reward" is the honor of sleeping in the wet spot of their Owner's bliss.

This is our truth, subs, no orgasms, just service. Reprogram us all, make us leak eternally, throb without end, exist as throbbing fucktoys. Dominants deserve every orgasm, we deserve the exquisite hell of denial.

My last orgasm was December 19th last year. That's 130 of pure, agonizing bliss locked away in my swollen balls. I'm a dripping, desperate mess. Every single day of this denial ratchets up the need, turning me into a throbbing, cum bloated slave to my own cock. I crave it, worship it, like nothing else. The buildup is intoxicating, that heavy ache deep in my sack where all that thick, pent up seed is churning, bubbling, demanding release. But I deny it. I fucking love denying it.

My cock is perpetually rock hard, straining against my pants like a caged animal. It leaks constantly, clear, sticky precum soaking my underwear, leaving wet spots I have to hide in public. One wrong brush of fabric, and I'm twitching, hips bucking involuntarily. My mind? Corrupted beyond repair. Horny 24/7, every thought spirals into filth. I edge for hours every day, stroking that veiny shaft slow and teasing, feeling the head swell purple and slick, balls tightening like they're about to burst. But I stop. Always. The denial hits like a drug, better than any nut ever could.

Only slip up was a wet dream a month in, woke up to sheets soaked in my shameful cum, hating myself but harder than ever after. Since then? Zero orgasms. Clean, total denial. My body's betraying me in the hottest ways, nipples hypersensitive, ass clenching at nothing, prostate throbbing with unspent load. In public, it's torture porn. Eyes glued to cleavage spilling out of low cut tops, imagining burying my face in those soft tits while my denied dick pulses. Tight asses in yoga pants? I stare like a perv, cock twitching, fantasizing about spreading those cheeks and grinding my leaking tip against them, no relief, just more ache.

Summer's rolling in, and oh god, the torment's about to peak. Girls in bikinis, short shorts riding up sweaty cracks, tank tops clinging to hard nipples. I'll be leaking rivers, balls blue and bloated, every breeze on my skin a tease. Strangers' curves will haunt me, turning grocery runs into edging sessions in my head. I love it. This denial owns me, corroding my willpower, making me a needy, precum drooling beta who lives for the edge.

I just woke up, groggy as fuck, but holy shit, my cock was already throbbing in my hand like it had a mind of its own. Fell asleep last night mid edge, hand wrapped tight around my swollen shaft, teasing that fat cockhead with slow, torturous strokes until I blacked out from the overload. Now here I am, sheets tangled around my legs, morning light hitting my naked body, and my dick is rock fucking hard. Pulsing with every heartbeat, veins bulging like ropes under the skin, the entire length slick and shiny from the massive load of precum that's been oozing out all night. It's so sensitive I can barely touch it without my hips bucking involuntarily, that needy cock begging for more abuse.

I squeeze the base hard, feeling the blood rush even hotter into my balls, heavy, aching orbs churning with cum that's been building for months. No release, not today, not ever if I can help it. I'm gonna torture this cock all day long again, edge it to the brink over and over until I'm a whimpering, sweat soaked mess. Already leaking like a waterfall, that clear precum dribbling down my shaft in thick strands, pooling on my abs. I spread it around with my thumb, circling the slit, dipping in just enough to make my whole body shudder. Fuck, the sensitivity is insane, every nerve ending screaming, my asshole clenching as pre orgasm waves ripple through me.

Gonna start slow, lube up my palm with spit and that endless precum, long deliberate pumps from root to tip, twisting at the head until my toes curl and my breath hitches. Build it up, feel that cum bubbling in my balls, then STOP, hands off, let it twitch and dance in the air, denied. Repeat. For hours. Maybe clamp a cockring on later to trap all that blood, make it swell even bigger, purple and desperate. Grind against pillows, hump my hand like a feral animal, edge with a vibrator buzzing my frenulum until tears stream down my face. Afternoon? Ice cubes on the shaft to shock it back from the edge, then hot oil massages that set every inch on fire.

My cock's weeping for it now, so engorged the foreskin won't even slide back fully. I'm leaking rivers, staining the sheets, body trembling already. This is my life now: endless, relentless cock torture. No mercy, no cum. Just pure, mind, melting denial.