Intense Edge Play: I Want To Ruin Him ♕

Playing With My Puppy…

“I have something special prepared for you today,” I whisper to my submissive. He was already wearing his leash and collar when I came home from work today. I moved to the couch, and now I sit there, petting his hair as he rests his head on my thighs. “How do you feel about intense edge play?”

He looks up at me, and his expression is so cute. It’s apt that I’ve started calling him ‘puppy.’ He nods up at me, trusting me to have his pleasure in mind. With a loose grip on his leash, I start making my way to the bedroom. He looks adorable with that collar around his neck. As soon as I have him sitting on the bed, I find it hard to resist ruining his innocent appearance. I suppose that’s what the intense edge play idea was for: to watch him fall apart in front of me.

Intense edge play will be exciting for both of us.

I tie his arms above him and cuff his ankles to opposite bedposts to spread them completely. I unlink the leash from the collar and put it to the side. Now he’s all mine, exposed so deliciously. Even with all of his clothes on, he looks so sexy. 

At first, I just push his shirt upwards, exposing his chest and stomach. I run my fingers over him, using my hands to feel him all over. The light touch of my fingers on his nipples causes them to grow firm. If I wasn’t already soaked, the desperate hitch in his breathing would have been enough to force me over the edge. Despite all my experience, this intense edge play could be pretty challenging for me as well! I laugh a little to myself and lean down to start teasing him with my tongue.

As soon as I begin to give his chest more attention, he strains his head to try to watch me. Kissing along his collarbone and leaving small bites over him drives him wild. 

After plenty of teasing, my hand traces down his body and makes contact with the bulge in his pants. He can’t hide his whine of desperation as I start giving his cock some attention. It’s not easy to take this slow when I want to rip his clothes off and have my way with him, but this is intense edge play; I need to build it up.

Despite that, I unbutton his pants and work them down his legs; they barely get off of his hips, but its enough room for me to see the tent in his underwear. I lick my lips as I think of how much fun I will have getting him to the brink of cumming.

I may have done… too much.

I spend over an hour working his cock. Pumping, sucking, and even riding him. It’s as hard as I’ve ever seen it, and the tip of it is starting to take on a slight purple hue. He’s gasping for air every time I touch him. Whether it’s with one finger or with my mouth, he can’t help but lose his mind. A fine layer of sweat covers his bare skin. I’ve kept his shirt on, but his pants are now nowhere to be seen. 

“Please, please. Please…Mistress-” he’s taken to begging, and I’m starting to feel a little evil. The more he begs, the further I want to take our intense edge play. I want to cover his body in kisses and make it so every touch of his dick threatens to push him over the edge. Tears gather in his eyes as his chest heaves. Oh yes, I’m definitely evil. Why does he look so fucking sexy when he’s about to cry?

“Sorry, puppy…” I lie; I’m not sorry. And after I’m done with him, he won’t be either. “I can’t stop now,” I say, licking along his bare thigh and finally biting it, relishing in the moan it elicits.

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