As requested I made a part 2 for my story. Anyone that would like to read part 1 can do so here:

https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticashorts/s/LMtteQ9RsM

Thanks for the support! I hope you enjoy!

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"Are you ready, Kitten?" He asks. I try to move my hands and head just to see if I'm still immobile from His choking and, secretly, to see if He actually latched the stolkhold or if He kept it loose. Good news is, I am mobile again, but bad news - the stolkhold wont budge. Bummer.

"Yes, Daddy" I say and relax into my kneeling position on the bed. Thankfully, He gave me the bed to kneel on vs making me stand on the other side. He opens His phone again and I try to peek at what Hes doing. Looks like Hes opened His alarms. He spends a few minutes setting everything up and brings the phone back for me to see. Hes set up a timer for 52 minutes as well as several alarms for that time frame. Looks like an alarm will go off once every 5 minutes.

"I want you to know this now- just because the alarm is set for every 5 minutes, it doesnt mean I wont torture you in-between as well." He tells me with a big smile on His face, as if He already knew I was calculating how many edgings that would be. 10...it would have been 10...but now? I'm not sure. Dammit, stay out of head Mister!

"Ughh. Yes Sir," I say, a little snarky again as He's walking back behind me. He halts immediately, steps backwards, leans down to be directly in front of my face and with an eyebrow raised, and voice in a low growl, he asks me, "What was that?" Asshole, I see the smirk on your face as my own face starts heating up. I clear my throat and take a deep breath to calm myself.

"Thank you for giving me this opportunity to please you." I say, in my most angelic voice possible while holding onto the breath I had just taken. I'm hopeful this will amuse him enough. His smile broadens and I let my breath out. Sweet victory.

"That's what I thought," He says as He stands back up and walks behind me. "Your timer starts now." I hear Him tap His phone screen one time and then feel His hands run up my leg and between my thighs. I relax my muscles and allow my back end to lean towards Him more. His hand seperates the bottom part of my panties and He slides His finger along my clit. I can already feel my arousal picking up and I try not to clench my butt cheeks together. I begin to feel my hips moving from side to side in response to his assault. "Careful, Kitten. Wouldn't want to accidentally close those pretty little legs, would you?"

I swoon slightly at his compliment. This man really knows how to make a girl happy. But just in the moment where I begun to swoon, the feeling between my thighs intensifies. He starts rubbing faster and...oh god...I'm about to cum. My eyes snap open in horror realizing that I'm about to fail my first edging of the session!!

BEACH!! THINK OF THE BEACH! I scream to myself in silence. I try to push past the feeling to find the ocean waves for calmness but before my mind walks through its secret back door, He stops and pulls His hand away. I don't hesitate.

"One," I say, loudly enough He can hear me. Heaven forbid this man doesn't hear me. Gave me 5 extra spankings one time because I said the number and He didn't hear it. He walks back around to my front side to face me.

"You were close," He warns me and I wish I knew how He does that! He could tell I almost failed Him. He smiles. "Don't worry, I wont be making it hard...yet. That'll be later on." I frown. He has something more planned. I know it. Damn Jigsaw loves His games and His specialty is adding a surprise twist. Keeps me on my toes. He walks over to His chest of torture and opens it. I try to lift my head enough to see what He's doing but I cant quite make it out. I see His hand grasp something small and shove it in His pocket.

What does He have, I wonder. Dammit. He knows all my weaknesses. I love suprises...fun surprises...but my nosey self wont ever keep to itself to allow a surprise to actually happen. One year, I completely blew a surprise birthday party He had for me because a year prior He mentioned wanting to throw one and then 6 months passed and He had "suddenly" added several of my friends on social media. What, noone else's brain thinks like that? Well, low and behold, as my birthday came closer and closer, I noticed even more little inconspicuous signs of a party coming together. The day of, I thought I played it cool but apparently, I'm a horrible liar. I walked in and my pretend look of shock and joy was not enough to fool Him. He knew immdiately that I played it off. After the party, He walked up to me and asked "How long have you known" and I knew my goose was cooked.

"Since last year" I said sheepishly. He asked me what tipped me off to His plan and I told Him everything- all the way from His initial question, to adding my friends, and even the part where I mentioned noticing Him pull an extra $400 two months ago "for rent". When I finished listing everything, He howled with laughter and explained that the experience has made Him realize I'm like the damn FBI and He should keep things as secretive as He can when He wants to surprise me. Even gave me a "good job" for figuring it out so quickly. And this was before He knew I had a praise kink. Since then, He does try to hide things, but every now and then, I still catch on to his surprise before Hes ready for me to.

He comes back to my backside. I can't even make out the shape of whatever it was He shoved into His pocket as He walks past. Doesn't stop me from staring until I can no longer move my head though. I feel His hand run up my leg and my thigh fliches in anticipation. He moves His hand away.

"Not yet," He tells me. I sigh. I really love edging...but I hate not being allowed to cum. Its a double edged sword. Edged...ugh...I begin to slump slightly in boredom.

That must have been what He was waiting for because the very next moment, I feel His hand running along my clit again. There wasnt even a warning of tracing His hand along my thighs first. I moan slightly and then jolt slightly realizing that if I give in to the torture, I will surely cum. Breathe girl...breathe. You can do this. I let out slow shallow breaths as He continues to run His finger along my clit. Suddenly, I hear a bell behind me. His first alarm. 5 minutes have passed.

He moves His finger from my clit to shove it inside me. He wiggles it around a few times before adding one more finger into the dance He's creating on my insides. My back arches slightly and He begins to pump the two fingers inside of me slowly. It feels amazing. Too amazing. I feel myself reaching another peak and I whimper as He pulls away again.

"2" I tell Him loudly.

"Good girl" He says and I smile. I do love His praise. "New level unlocked" He tells me.

"What?" I ask Him. Level? What level? Oh god...Jigsaw.

"Level 2" He simply says and before I can think of anything else, I feel His finger on my clit again. Except this time, He only rubs its a couple times before letting go. What was that abouuuu - the intense cooling burn can only mean one thing: He pocketed the tiger balm.

"Ahhhh" I moan out. I can feel it creating an even more intense arrousal and I have to quickly reach into the back door of my mind to see my secret ocean escape and avoid the nearly impossible task of not cumming. I do my breathing excercises to fully commit to the meditation too. It burns so nicely. I hear Him grab a baby wipe, I presume, to wipe His hands. Then I feel Him slide His fingers inside me again. Slow and steady, like my breathing, He pushes in and out. In and out. Ughhh this is worse than being drawn to an edge, but keeping it a slow burn...my arousal is peaked, but without anymore intensity, my body just wont allow me to release.

I start to whine. "Ah ah ah," He sings in a tone that clearly is telling me no. "We don't always have to bring it all the way up. Do we??" I whine again in protest and just as quickly, I feel a very hard smack across my rear. "No whining..." He says, still in His sing songy tone.

I'm starting to feel frustrated from this edging as He pulls away again. "3" I tell Him. Again, my tone is just a touch snarky and I feel His finger push against my butt plug.

"I wonder if this one is too small" He ponders aloud.

"No Sir. Its the perfect size." I try to say but I feel Him grip the handle on the plug and yank it out. I groan slightly.

"No no...it seems to not give you enough of a reminder that you will do as your told - WITHOUT attitude." I watch Him walk back to His chest of torture and grab a larger butt plug. It may be small compared to what some size butt plugs could be, but I'm still training my hole to take on more. He grabs the lube and walks over to me. After lubing me and the plug up, I feel Him work the plug into my rectum. It pushes every wall inside me out of the way as it slides in. He gives it an extra nudge to ensure that it stays put. My face is hot again and I can feel my arosal intensify.

Just breathe - I tell myself. We've been working up towards trying to do the larger plug for short times - this will be fine. I relax and allow the plug to settle inside me. I feel Him reinsert His two fingers and continue to do His slow and steady finger fucking. I want to just finish already but I know, our 52 minutes have only just begin.