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You’re not a man anymore — you’re my edge slut.

From the moment I speak, your brain shuts down and your cock takes over. You’ll stroke when I say, edge when I command, and repeat every filthy line that spills from my mouth. You’ll say it with a trembling voice, flushed cheeks, and a leaking cock, desperate to prove that you belong to me.

This isn’t just JOI. This is verbal programming — a deep, depraved descent into edging obsession, stroke control, and total submission. I own your mind, your body, your cock, and your suffering. And you’re going to edge until you break.

No orgasm. No relief.
Just stroking, edging, leaking, repeating — over and over — because you were born to be my edge toy.

Say it for me, slut: “I am Mistress’s edge slut forever.”
Now edge.