She Can't

A mantra echoes in her mind, one that her ex told her after every edge she put her through, Good Girls don't cum.

Sam almost explodes thinking those words, but she can't cum, she's a good girl.

"I'm a gooddddd girrrrl." Sam mumbles out drunkenly.

"Good girls don't cum, I'm a good girl, Good girls don't cum, I'm a good girl, Good girls don't cum, I'm a good girl." Sam repeated it every time Alice brought her to an edge. She was in heaven.

Sam opened her eyes to a concerned looking Alice. She felt really hot and dizzy.

She thought of needing water, and a water bottle appeared to her side, created by the same translucent material that made Alice. She guzzled it down with fervor. Once it was down she felt so much better. Sam realized that she must have passed out from all the edging. She loved it, but she couldn't let that happen again, especially not in this crazy place.