This is my darling subby Lulu’s recollection, along with some commentary of my own, of when I edged her until she was speechless and her mind was blank, after 7 days of merciless teasing and denial. We play online, since we are physically far apart, but she’s an exceptionally obedient girl when I give my orders.One of the rules I enforce is that she address me as ‘Miss’ at all times, so if it seems at times that this is repetitive in her writing, that is entirely intentional. It constantly reminds her of my superiority over her and the respect I deserve at all times.This is of course posted with her (eager!) approval and we’re excited to share more of our adventures in her bittersweet denial at my hands. Of course if you have any ideas for how to torment her further, she says she’s scared, but really I think that’s exactly what she’s hoping for.Today was incredible, today Miss turned me into a mindless edge toy and I was in my happy place.The day started as usual with Miss picking out a pair of pretty floral panties for me. I got some work done in the morning and then Miss had a task for me but said I wasn’t in the right mindset. She made me take off my leggings and then kneel above them. She had me begging to hump ‘nothing’ while she was rubbing her clit. I begged to worship her but she reminded me that I didn’t deserve her cunt only her feet. I was finally needy enough that Miss gave me my task.Lulu has given me control of her panties, as well as her orgasms, so I pick them for her every morning. ‘Humping nothing’ is a recurring theme in our play, allowing her to make movements that would otherwise bring relief to her ache, but reminding her that she must beg and be worthy to hump even the most demeaning things to get pleasure from me.I was to write at least 300 words on the last orgasm she allowed me. The one when I was humping her heels. I had to do this while listening to videos of girls rubbing their soaking wet slits. I sat down with headphones and fuck, the sounds of fingers fucking these girls was so distracting and drove my need up so much. It was hard to concentrate. I did as Miss asked and relived my last orgasm which was almost a week ago at this point. Between reading about my last orgasm and listening to girls fuck themselves with their fingers I was so fuzzy and needy for Miss.I thought simply the writing alone was a little dull, so adding a teasing element to it was a great way to get her warmed up for what was to come later.That afternoon Miss was ready to play some more and had me fetch my bullet vibe and set it in my panties, against my slit, but not turn it on. I was shaking with anticipation, feeling the vibe on me. It had been almost a month since I used it and since meeting Miss I’ve barely been allowed to touch. I knew if I was allowed to turn it on ‘high’ my orgasm would come quickly. Miss reviewed my assignment and had me make spelling and grammar corrections. I was punished by slapping my needy cunt for each correction, nine times in total. Miss then allowed me to turn the vibe on ‘low’ and had me add some details she wanted to see. I was soaked, like beyond soaked. My thong was damp like I had run a mile. I was so needy and achy, yet this low setting wasn’t building my orgasm, just growing my need exponentially.Once the story was acceptable to Miss, she explained that I was going to read the story out loud while the vibe was set to high. I had written almost 500 words and knew I was in for a lot of edges, I was excited, nervous and hoping I was going to be allowed to cum. I started on the first paragraph and was begging to cum by the end of it. One! Fuck, it was even quicker than I thought! Miss started me again and I started reading quickly and made it through the next long paragraph before getting to the edge! Two! Miss realized what I was doing, rushing through it and said that wasn’t acceptable so I had to do it again! This time I almost made it to the end of the second paragraph before edging. Three! She started me again almost immediately and I only made it through one sentence before begging to cum! Four! We were about half way and my mind was mush at the point I was struggling to find words and was pleading to her with my eyes 🥺.Miss was laughing at my need and desperation which just fuelled my drippy cunt even more. After some begging she allowed me to turn the vibe to low and start reading! I made it to the last sentence. Five! God my mind could barely think enough to tell her I was close I was struggling to communicate with her. Miss made me slap my cunt 5 times and fuck, I wasn’t close to cumming but it just kept me on the edge and wouldn’t let me come down! I was made to read the last sentence on high and I barely made it through! Six! Three more slaps to my needy cunt keeping me on edge fuck I was her mindless edge toy. Nothing mattered other than her words and directions.At this point, she was so overstimulated she could’t focus or find her own words to describe how she was feeling, so I took the opportunity to fill her with some words of my own, little mantras that could be planted deep in her malleable mind. Forming strong positive associations for later use.I was having trouble talking and Miss decided she would choose my words for me, she had me repeat out loud several phrases including ‘I’m a mindless edge toy’, ‘I don’t need to cum’, ‘Good girls don’t cum’, and ‘I only want to please Miss’. I loved this 🥰 my mind was empty and only filled with her words and thoughts in this moment. My brain could only do as she told me and she filled it with her thoughts and words. Fuck! The feeling of coming down like that was intoxicating, Miss said it was like taking drugs and I believe it. I was high as a cloud. 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