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[Part1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/opw00g/fm_daddy_i_need_you_to_goon_for_me_again)
With the intelligence of 7 men empowering my intellect, the test was easy. Everything was easy. It was so simple to look at what was happening and decide what was needed to improve it. I wrote down as much as I could. Scribbling frantically on notebooks, text books. Whatever was available.
Then I felt one of the connections break. It was like being kicked in the brain. I hated moments like these. I skimmed over the notes I had written and they made less sense now. It wasn’t as clear.
The day was finished and the campus closed but I didn’t stop. My hand cramped but I kept translating my work. Each time a connection snapped, I had to start all over again.
It was probably a good thing. A plan that I knew was clever but being slowly broken down into smaller and smaller steps that even my unenhanced mind should be able to follow.
–+–
“Hi Daddy.” I smile at him. He always gets guilty when he has spent the day like this but that’s fine. I know how to bring him back to that state.
Today, it takes an hour. An hour of soft words, gentle caresses and encouragement and he’s ready to go again.
We go up to the master bedroom and I lie down on my mother’s side of the bed. The symbolism isn’t lost on either of us. She’s been gone so long though and it’s now time to start healing that wound.
I wrap Daddy in a hug. My questing fingers soon finding his dick. “Hush, sweetie. It’s okay. Just let me take care of you.”
I start stroking and the resistance fades as if it was never there. I pull him tighter into the hug and whisper the incantation. The connection is reformed to the imagined sound of hellish laughter. I smile as he starts moaning with each pump of my soft, manicured hands.
“Good boy Daddy. Now, let’s see how long we can hold you on that edge.”
–+–
Nearly 40 minutes later and his leg is shaking with barely suppressed need. My hand slides up and down his drool covered cock. Every few minutes I stop and let him lick the precum off my hand and to give me some more of his drool to play with. The frequent breaks are the only reason he hasn’t exploded yet.
“You’re doing so good Daddy.”
He whines. An actual honest to god whine. Like a puppy.
I bite my lip and clench my thighs together. “Mmm. Good boy.”
I turn him onto his back and pull his face into my cleavage. It starts as a hug, but when I start stroking him again he latches onto my nipple and starts worshipping my tits.
–+–
“I’ve heard of this thing called a ruined orgasm Daddy. It’s where I slowly push you just over the edge and then immediately let go.”
Gosh but my hands are making such lewd noises as they slide over Daddy’s dick.
“I’m going to ruin your orgasm Daddy. It’s going to be a reward but it’ll stave off the guilt because you’ll still be so horny see. I know, I know. You’re a bit too dumb to properly understand me at the moment. That’s okay though. I’ll look after you. Let’s just get you right back up to the edge.”
I pull him off of my tits to look in his eyes as this happens. This is one of the points on the plan. If I can get guys edging for longer and longer and longer. Shutting their brains off so I can keep using them. If I can do all of that then I’ll be able to start scaling this operation up.
“That’s it puppy. Cum for me.”
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