42: Longest Edging Session Ever

There was once a UK fox who stumbled across me online. This is the story of her visit.

Soon after discovering me, the fox in question found out that if I growled just right, I could make her climax from my voice alone. Definitely a fox with a strong voice kink. Always fun to tease. I definitely took advantage of this and would send her little audio clips that she would save. She eventually made an iTunes playlist of months worth of recordings, and would use them to get off at night.

Eventually she decided to come to one of my annual Folsom Street Fair gatherings. (This is the annual festival of BDSM in San Francisco, that’s been running since 1984. If you’ve not gone, GO!)

In preparation for her visit, I did a couple of things. I booked her a flight of course. Then, I told her she wasn’t allowed to cum for the entire month leading up to her flight. She whined, whimpered, and pouted. But she agreed to my terms.

Then the torture began. I’d growl at her over voice chat, but not let her get off. I’d force her to sit down on her office chair, on her largest dildo, and just sit on it while playing Civilization with me. (Her brain was so far gone, that she got to the point where she wasn’t even making moves, just clicking next turn when I’d prompt her.) She’d have to watch porn and edge. Or listen to my submissive whimper as I made her cum. Etc, etc, etc.

Then, after 3 weeks of every kind of torture I could dream up, I told her I wanted her to go to r/RandomActsOfBlowJob and find a stranger to suck off. (She was a huge oral fixation, and absolutely loved to give head. But she could cum from doing so.) She balked a bit and we negotiated, and in the end she picked a FWB that she knew would be down for some oral at a wedding she was going to just before her flight. I thought this was perfect, and so for the 3 days of the wedding trip, she was on her knees with his cock down her throat every day. She’d touch herself while giving head, but wasn’t allowed to climax.

Then she flew to San Francisco.

When she got to her apartment, I had her lay down on the floor, and stuck some really big headphones on her head. I manacled her wrists together with some nice heavy leather restraints so she couldn’t use her hands. Then I made her unlock her phone and pulled up the iTunes playlist and hit play. She was writhing on the floor, climaxing nonstop from the loop of growls and verbal commands from the recordings.

This went on for like 20 minutes until she finally managed to buck hard enough to toss the headphones off.

Definitely a fun way to start off Folsom weekend. To top it off, the next day she got to hit Folsom, and see a sea of thousands of dicks. 🍆