April 2013
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While waiting for my love to arrive
Day 7 of denial.
You are driving to me now.
I’m showered, shaved (everywhere), and clean.
Wearing the plug and the collar as required.
The butterflies are starting.
Last night, while I slept blindfolded and collared, I stirred. I heard the mechanical whir of the webcam panning and tilting and I knew you were watching me. Did you get excited? I hoped so much you did. I must have...
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It’s day 6 now. 6 days without an orgasm.
It’s impossible to describe.
My hand shakes. I can’t stop looking at things. I surfed tumblr porn for hours last night. But that just makes it worse.
I need to move but the slightest thought paralyzes me with desire.
I keep thinking about your smell. Your hand moving over my chest. My skin. Your hand moving gentle and...
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Last night, while sitting with you in a parked car, you reached over and pinched my nipples so hard.
It fucking takes my breath away.
I heard words come out of my mouth .. “Omg. Please. No.”
I said no. It escaped. You held for a few more seconds. And finally let go.
And I wanted it again. More than I said. More than I admitted.
All I can think about now, is being bound and...
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Restriction, power and pleasure.
I’ve been thinking about how the orgasm restriction starts making me want more restrictions.
It’s such a strange thing. Because after a while… It’s not suffering anymore. Instead it’s like this constant surrendering. And there is this exquisite pleasure in surrender.
And I become focused on you in this powerful way. Think about being close. The touch of your skin. Your smell. The...
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Focus. Struggle.
I have tasks. But I can’t focus. I keep wanting to read things. Play games. I played picross. And it was forbidden. I can’t tell what that was. I thought I needed just a minute to be myself. But instead I just felt … wrong.
I played for 10 minutes or so. Then I felt bad. Like I betrayed her or myself. That I should be better than this. But can’t she...