Day ?/26 - 10 edges (+?) - End date 6/18
shell wrote:
Well, now look what you went and done....my clit is twitching and swelling like crazy. Now I am a wet mess......needy............*moans*
It sounds to me like you are one very, frustrated boy....aren't you??? Okay.....let's see what you do with this............. *Wicked smile*
First.......the day after this...you are back to only 10. *Wicked smile*
Okay...you may do as many extra edges as you want...
I am very frustrated, yes. And thinking of how my frustration turns you on only serves to exacerbate how needy I am *also moans*. Thus when I read this my heart skipped a beat. As many edges as I wanted??!! I could barely contain by glee (or my hard on, for that matter). I was especially happy because I ended up doing 9 of my edges before going to work and was worried that I would only have 1 left this evening. However, my enthusiasm was tempered when I continued reading...
shell wrote:
but for every one you do...you must do a ball swat....a hard ball swat...(no bruising though)......so....I suppose your balls will dictate how many you do, huh? *grin* Just make you stop on a number that ends with 2, 4, or 8. *chuckles* I just love how my mind comes up with these things on the fly. *giggling*
Have fun and be safe boy. *smile* Oh.....and don't have an accident and cum...that would make me not so happy.
Now I'm sitting here, with a dripping, hard, (yet apprehensive) cock wondering how many edges I should do.....
Edit: I forgot my manners earlier, so I first wanted to say thank you, Ms. Shell for the opportunity to do as much edging as I wanted. That really was quite generous. However, being this frustrated and horny makes it hard for me to think rationally about these sorts of things. I really wanted to edge, but each ball swat was quite painful. The worst part was having to do enough edges to stop on a number that ended in a 2, 4 or 8. I kept getting too sore to continue on odd-numbered edges, and ended up going just over a number I could stop on. My final tally was 32 extra edges!
The first few went fine; I managed to get to 9 edges in 30 minutes before I needed a break. After a little while, I did another 7 in short order before needing a break. After that, the ball swats began to take their toll, and I got progressively more sensitive. I could only do three edges before I needed a break. At this point, I started thinking about stopping, but still the desire to keep edging won. I really pushed myself and did six edges, committing to at least get to 28. By this point, I could only stand one swat every five minutes, and progress was pretty slow.
Once I had reached 28 extra edges, and in a haze of pain and frustration I thought that I could handle just one more. I came back, ready to finish my update, and saw my mistake. The last three edges were absolutely agonizing. My balls were so red, and sore, and sensitive from all the abuse I had put them through, but I had to keep going. I'm not sure how long they took, but it felt like an eternity. After finishing my last swat, I slouched down in my chair and didn't move for several minutes, trying to keep my balls from touching anything, lest that add to how sore they already were. I suppose the upside is that right now, I'm more focused on them than I am on how badly I need to come.