I suck at updates

So me and Arta split after about a month. Things just didn't work out and all that. You know how it is.

But then started my extended term of celibacy. I had play time in general, top and bottom and all kink related. But for the life of me I couldn't score some sex. 8 months in I ended up with a one night stand because when I get too desperate, I stop caring. I don't entirely qualify that encounter. It was the worst sex of my life, he rubbed off a layer of skin on my clit, and neither of us got off. Eventually we just gave up. It left me feeling the same as before. It was another 2 months before I had another opportunity.

So 10 months total and I finally got some good sex. KINKY sex. Objectifying sex. He was rough and he called me names, and he didn't let me cum, and he took what he wanted from me. It was AMAZING.

I've been having a lot of kinky encounters recently. If I go back to my loooong dry spell I think I'll die. I've overcome a lot of my previous issues about submitting again to anyone which has been ruining my D/s attempts. I've been craving Orgasm Denial again and now I just need someone good at it to take my libido back from me. It's not happy under my control. It prefers being controlled by other. I don't blame it.

So that's about all that's been happening but I haven't made a post in a while, so I thought I'd update for the hell of it. I guess if I get a new dom to control my girly parts, I'll be back here again with regular updates. Until then, I wish you readers lots of kinky sex in your futures.

Sex?

So I set up a booty call with a friend because frankly, it has been a while since I have had sex. I was told to blog about it. I was also told to ask if I could cum while he was here. I did. She said no. Of course she said no. What else would she say?

So the guy came over, we relaxed a bit, we went into my room and started things off slow. He latched on to my nipples and enjoyed making me squeak. Then he petted me. Big, warm, soft hands slowly running all over me. I think I could have done just that all night, it felt so good... But other things happened. He wasn't allowed to do BDSM play, just sexual torture since he knew I wasn't supposed to cum and found it hilarious. He took up the hitachi and set to work with various fingers in me at the same time. It didn't take long before I was calling out how close I was. Finally, it didn't matter, it was happening anyways because of those damn fingers. So he shoved the hitachi back on me and made me ride it... again... and again... and again... I started begging for mercy unintelligibly. Finally, he stopped.

At that point he went to wash his hands and let me recover. I thought it odd he washed his hands but figured he was just being polite. Later I went to the bathroom and found blood. I'm not sure where I was cut or how it had been caused. I mentioned it to him and apparently the blood was why he went to wash up. Though he neglected to tell me I was bleeding! Feh.

After a while of finding his sensitive spots and talking I ended up taking hold of his balls and massaging them. Which was something he could have had done for hours, apparently. We talked some more and then he jumped me and held me down, re-applying the hitachi. It was too much, I begged for him not to. When I finally started to feel like a could cum again, he'd turn it off, wait, and then turn it back on again. By the end I was moaning and bucking and he clamped my legs together and locked them in place with his arms. His body pressed on the end of the hitachi while the business end stayed shoved into my clit. I finally came and he still wouldn't move. I fought, but he had me pinned. I was almost in tears, begging for it to stop when he finally turned it off. I was limp for a while after that one. It felt like a workout.

After that cool down my stomach was growling audibly, as was his. He offered to drive and insisted on food. We got some fast food and that's when I realized how late it had gotten. I had to work in the morning. After food, he hugged me a few times and left with a smirk, amused with himself for telling Arta that I had cum without permission.

The thing that surprised me the most was that he not once seemed inclined to push for intercourse. He had plenty of opportunity but he seemed content just to torture me. I accused him of knowing that sex would make him lose a bit of control and he was wanting to stay on top in the situation. He shrugged and said maybe but he still didn't fuck me. I've had guys too interested in themselves to give a thought on my orgasm. Considering my kink, I don't entirely mind. But I've never had a guy too interested in my orgasm to think aught of himself. It was truly one for the record books.

I do hope that one day he actually will fuck me. I like the feeling of intercourse. Who knew it'd be so hard to get? heh

New Happenings

So it should be obvious by now that things ended. We went our separate ways and I angrily had a lot of orgasms that first month. Then I died back down to my usual when my fwb moved away. So, I have severely lost count of my orgasms, not that it matters anyways.

After some searching and some failed tryouts, I have landed me a new dom. And she shall be called Arta. That's right, you heard me, she.

This will be my first time having any kind of long term relations with a girl on any level. It should be interesting.

These first two weeks with her have not been a good time for me and it's making my submission difficult. Hopefully I'll level out soon. It's not her fault. I've just been a bit off lately. And then I started my period. So during this down time, I was told to pick up my journal again and make an update. So here I am, making an update.

And now I need to finish my laundry.

Little bit

So I've been fiending for some action for a while. I'm dying to submit and being fully used up. Not that it's going to happen any time soon, it seems. This morning I spent three hours daydreaming a lovely scene with some random dom I came up with. Finally I started masturbating. Just like in most cases when this happens I intend to stop. Just like in most cases I don't have the strength of will to do so. I want to be aroused all day, I want that torturous feel of yearning and need, I want to edge myself mad. Yet, despite how much I want it, I can't do it on my own. Which seems like a lack of willpower stated in such a way. But to say it as "I can't seem to be a sub and dom myself." is kind of a "no shit, Sherlock" statement. So I don't feel as bad about it.

Small orgasm. Still haven't heard from my dom since that day. No more friend with benefits. Lots of need. That's what's happening on my end.

18/100

Being Lazy

So I've been neglecting my blog but not so much my orgasms. About two weeks ago I has one in the shower. That was a bit of a spur of the moment decision on my part. It was nice, though.

A few days after that my friends with benefits decided to try out the rope skills he had learned at the class we went to. He tied me up fairly well for a beginner and flipped me around in all sorts of ways before fucking me while I was still bound up. It was fun to watch him struggle with the mixed tide of emotions I saw in his eyes as he realized I was entirely at his mercy and was completely dependent on him to move. Ahh, beginners.

A few days after that I felt oddly horny and was remembering that nice night. So I pulled out the hitachi and stared it down like an old foe. I am happy to report that I was able to orgasm from it rather easily and it was as big as I remember them to be. That made me very happy.

In sadder news, my fwb is moving a few states away. Yesterday I saw him off and as I was saying goodbye I couldn't help but tease him. He carted me upstairs to his mostly empty room and took me on the floor, teasing me in every way he could. He made sure I got mine. It was a nice goodbye, if a sad one. But he shall be back to visit. I'm sure I'll have tales of him in the future.

Four more to add to my growing count which puts me at 17/100. The par for the end of April is 33/100. That's a 16 point difference.

In other news, today my dom finally text me. Haven't heard much of him in a few months outside of that day at the mall, have you dear readers? Well, he half assed his way through some commands. I didn't do any of them. Never had the intention to. I wanted to see how long it would take for him to respond. What he would do when he did. And if he would retain focus. The answers were: About four days; simple, vague demands; no. I'm begining to wonder if the other 83 orgasms are even worth keeping track of...

I suppose I'm not entirely blameless. I've been stubborn and naysaying a lot of his requests. I've just grown weary of pretending that what he asks is physically compatible with me, arguing against hard limits for the umpteenth time, and purposefully provoking him into anger. It's as if punishment is the only time he's involved enough to work through & finish a scene. So instead of succumbing to bad behavior for attention, I'm going to lay it all out there for the public to see. It's was he asked of me with this blog. To share all my intimate moments with strangers for that subtle feeling of being exposed and embarrassed. That can work both ways, though. Good thing he's a switch.

So, miffed and sadistically satisfied with my venting, I'm off to bed. Good night random readers.

Catching up

Wednesday night my friends with benefits came over. We always have such a good time together. Again he took me on the couch. My first orgasm came from his face between my legs. The second was his determination to rub another one out. And it succeeded. He tried another one while he was in me but that was pushing his luck and making me crazy. Abandoning that he flipped me over on my knees and took me that way. My hair was wet from the shower when we started. When we finished it was a dry, disheveled mess. But apparently it suited me, or so he said. heh

Last night I was catching up on an orgasm denial blog. He posted a challenge for the women out there. Another synchronized masturbation video that was twenty minutes long. The girl in the video came more times than I could keep track off. I was having a hard time keeping off that edge by the end of it, but I made it and according to the rules I was allowed to cum. A good thing since it only took me one second after the video stopped for it to happen.

For some reason I still find myself craving more despite the fact that I'm a bit sore from last night's vigorous rubbing. Unfortunately I have to get to work.

Doing a bit of quick math, the average for the first three months of the year is 25. I'm at 13. Only somewhat concerning. My friends with benefits might catch me up a bit but he's leaving at the end of the month. At that point, it's going to be a bit more difficult to keep caught up.

Wet

Friday morning I woke up insanely horny. After a lazy morning of staying in bed and daydreaming sexy things for an hour or so, I finally started masturbating. I almost failed at doing so considering how wet I was. I couldn't get a good grip! I have never been so soaked in my life. It ended up a very nice orgasm.

Friday night I learned how to do a whirrly bird and it was amazing. But that's off topic.

Saturday a friend came over. We hung out for a while watching TV and it got late. He was going to leave and I stood up to hug him. I teased him a little bit because that's who I am. He decided to retaliate. I have no idea how much time passed. But eventually he was behind me, holding me firmly, and had me overwhelmed with need. Pinching my nipples, pulling my hair, raking his hands over my body. He unzipped my pants and rubbed on me until I was moaning and humping the air. When I tried to move to the couch for better positioning he held me firm against him and told me I was going to cum standing up. Not entirely sure how he managed to do it, but it happened.

After that we moved to the couch. He came very close to making me cum while he was inside me, but I couldn't quite reach it. Still, a show for him since he sat still and I was the one wildly working my hips on his cock trying to obtain that which was so far out of reach.

Sunday I went to a porn shop and found libido enhancing pills for women. I don't know how well they will work but it may be a few days before I can find out. In the meantime I'm sitting happily and number 10. Possibly more to come soon since I'm also rather horny this morning. Work might kill that, though. Oh well.

Girl's Day Out

So me and my friend Anne decided to have a girl's day out. I feel I deserved it after working all the hours I have been lately. Sunday was my only day off. The night before I had been talking to my dom and when he told me I could cum that night I made a joke about him neglecting me. Little did I know, that caused him to form a plan.

Sunday morning he told me I couldn't cum unless I made Anne come. After a bit of a guilt trip I talked her into a "test drive" of the hitachi before she went to buy one. So I was good to go. But, of course, he told me I wasn't going to come for quite a while yet.

So then we went to the mall. I went with a plug in both ends and the bullet resting on my clit, the control cleverly hidden in my pocket. Anne was aware of the whole thing and was terribly amused that every time I sat down or stood up, the vibe would turn itself on. We grabbed a bite to eat and had just sat down when my dom called. The entire time we talked he had me playing with the controls and threatening great punishment if I came. I managed to keep it from happening and then we were off the the nail salon to get a pedicure.

I had a task during the pedicure. Once I was seated in the chair, every 100 seconds I was to turn the bullet up just a little bit. Now I had been terrified that someone was going to hear the buzzing in the noisy food court while sitting on those metal chairs. But inside the quiet of the nail salon? Thankfully the pumps for the foot soak was loud and so were the acrylic nail trimmers. Still, I turned on the vibration in the chair to be safe. I was blushing pretty hard by the end of the pedicure and the guy doing my feet seemed convinced it was due to his good looks.

We finally made it out and I had to brave the stairs yet again due to the elevators being down. Walking the stairs with the butt plug is... chafing, to say the least. After that, we headed home. Once inside my dom had me strip and start exercising while everything was still in/on me. The crunched made me clench around the one in my vagina. But the leg lifts forced both plugs together and squeezed my g-spot. Still, I'm out of shape and my muscles were screaming by the end of it. They're still a little sore.

The entire time Anne is filming matter for my dom and cruelly manipulating the control for the bullet. Finally my dom decided he was tired of trying to make me fail at not cumming and was going to have me punished anyways. Mostly because Anne had agreed to dish out said punishment. So it was that I was tied face down and paddled fifty times, forced to count them out loud. I stopped trying to control my orgasm at that point and started TRYing to cum. Anne noticed and would drop the speed down every time I looked too close. I lost count of how many times she edged me.

Then I was flipped over for fifty more with a flogger on the pussy and tits. Anne did he best to get the nipples with just the tips of the flogger, despite them being sore from an hour of nipple clamp torture. Finally I was done, but still with no orgasm. I felt ready to explode. But my dom finally felt like I had earned it and let me. It was... intense. I do believe orgasm number 8 was the best of the year.

So, that was my weekend. How was yours, dear readers?

You Have The Right To Remain Silent

So I was driving home Tuesday, an hour long endeavor, when I saw someone pulled over by a cop. I thought about how dark that interstate was at night and even with all those cars, nobody can see you when that happens. I thought about all the unmarked cops around this area and how easy it would be for someone to pretend to be a cop. But then I started fantasizing about a dirty cop pulling me over and doing bad things to me. I don't really have a cop thing... But it was something new to muse over for a change.

It was pretty arousing and I was very hot and bothered by the time I got home. Using only fingers I spent about thirty minutes masturbating before I got off. It was nice.

Thursday I woke up horny. I knew my dom never responds in the mornings but I tried anyways. Receiving no response I took matters in my own hands. I edged for about an hour before finally allowing an orgasm.

So that puts me at 7/100. The monthly average for 100 orgasms is 8.3 and here it is March already and I've yet to make it to that number. It'd be kinda nice if I had some tasks to do that would make me want to bust out the remainder of January and February... To catch up, I'd need to have 17 orgasms before the end of March. That's a lot for me...

Finally...

After an upsetting and disastrous evening of being unable to cum a few nights ago, I was successful today. It all started when I realized that a local fetish flea market had a booth for Locked In Steel. I ended up getting rather aroused whilst browsing their site and mooning over the female chastity belt options. Snatching up my bullet I kept it on low and browsed a few denial blogs and forums I was behind on. And hour later I was able to crank up the intensity a bit and finally manage to cum. It felt better than normal somehow, yet I know it wasn't my normal style. Maybe something's wrong with me? I'll take it slower for the next few weeks and see how things progress.

I'm 5 out of a 100. I think I'm stockpiling fairly well. It's my nature.

Double Time

Sunday I hung out with me fwb. I dropped him off at his place so he could get ready for a party that night for -uhg- football. He decided to be late. He made that decision while pulling my clothes off. He tongued me to my first orgasm, pinned me down and kept going until I built again. Then he added fingers to my anus until he could fuck me with a plug and managed to pull another orgasm out of me. I was rather impressed.

That brings me to 4, I believe.

#2

So it was 11:55pm, my dom told me I had 'till midnight to cum. Grabbed the insanely expensive KY Intense crap, my bullet, and managed with 30 seconds to spare. That makes 2 orgasms for the year. I'd say I'm doing good thus far.

Happy New Year

So we've determined that for 2011, I'm allowed to have 100 orgasms. I was given a choice between 300 or 100. I was concerned that I wouldn't accomplish 300 and 100 averages to about 8 per month. 8 a month is more than I've done in a while, so I feel my choice is fairly safe. I'll document each orgasm as it happens in this journal to keep track. Helluva start to 2011.

Happy New Year.

*** Update: I am down to 99. heh I made it last as long as possible, but eventually the hitachi called my name and I about killed myself with it. Fireworks for me!

Agonizing Abstinence

So my determination has been pretty sporadic lately to say the least. I'll get to that point and it feels completely overwhelming, like it's impossible to not cum. And if I don't cum I fee angry about it. But if I do cum I feel empty and disappointed. I just don't enjoy it. I like that feeling right before orgasm. Like I could live in the insanity of that moment and enjoy it better than cumming. I suppose it'd be different if I could cum multiple times. I have been getting a little better at that, but it's far from a consistent thing.

A couple of days ago I ran across this blog: http://agonizingabstinence.blogspot.com/

Reading some of the posts made me miss that acute denial more than I have in a while. There are challenges for everyone on there. I read through them and ended up soaked. I sent the page to my dom. He told me to do the 12 minute tease. I had to pause once, which is unlike me, but then I was VERY worked up before I even started. So the next day I had to try again and this time I made it through, even though I had to lighten up a bit at a certain part. Still, I wasn't allowed to cum. He wants me to wait a while.

I felt in need. Even after that, it didn't feel like enough. I started reading through some of the blogs and the stuff the girls were having to do and their reactions. It made me crave things I didn't know I wanted. I asked my dom if I could masturbate as long as I didn't cum. I needed to relieve some of the tension. He said it was fine. So I go like that for a good 30 minutes. By this point I have so many ideas running through my head from the blogs. I knew a crotch rope wasn't going to work. I bruise easy and there's no way I could sleep through that. But the thought of the pressure sounded nice. Another post talked about how she could only sleep with something inside of her. I never thought I'd understand that.

So up I went. I grabbed my bullet and put it inside me on low. I balled up a pair of underwear and pushed it against my clit. Then I covered it all with a tight pair of underwear. Then, I went to sleep. Figuratively. I would finally drift off for a few minutes only to be jerked back into consciousness. I wa swollen andd wet all night. I slept nearly 30 minutes at one point. I dreamt then.

I had a dream about my actual dom, which is unusual since I rarely dream about people I know and he lives and such a distance. I was next to another sub and we were both being teased. The other dom was actually there, whereas my dom was a very odd floating entity above my head to signify is distance. The other dom showed off by putting his sub over the table of a coffee shop and fucking her in front of everyone. My dom retaliated by telling me to find someone to fuck, to inform them to do whatever they want to me, and to NOT cum. Just as the guy started pounding into me I woke up withering.

It was at that point that I rolled over on my stomach and my hips started thrusting for a while. Oddly, it felt better after that. The vibrations from the bullet were muffled by the panties, so my clit got no excess stimulation. But the humping of the bed gave me enough pressure to relieve some of the ache. I tossed for another hour before I couldn't stand my dry mouth anymore. Sexual stimulation always gives me a dry mouth.

The problem was, I couldn't stand up. If I stood up I'd have to pee. I couldn't imagine turning the vibe off for that long. I couldn't turn it off at all. It would hurt too much. Finally I got up and drank some water. Then I went to the bathroom, carefully removed the undies on my clit, and did the only thing I could. I held it in place while I peed. As I was putting everything back into place I noticed spots of red on the toilet paper. Sure enough, I had started. Another dilemma.

If I kept it in the cramps would catch up with me eventually. But I couldn't stop it. I just couldn't. Despite how little sleep I'd had. So I put down a pantie liner and went back to bed.

After a while I desperately wanted to peak but that would require more noisy toys and my roommate hadn't left for work yet. Finally I passed out for a whole hour. I dreamt that my dom was driving a car with me and two other girls. All of us had on string bikinis. We also had toys inside of us and hadn't cum in weeks. One of the other girls had gone shopping at Sam's earlier for groceries. She'd missed a few items but insisted that they hadn't been at Sam's. So my dom was sending me in to check for those items. Once I was inside I realized my top had fallen off. Thankfully it was nighttime and the inside of Sam's was dimly lit. (yay dream altering) I found a towel and wrapped it around me. The items I was looking for weren't there, of course. On the way out I ran into someone that worked there that I had worked with at my previous job. She followed me outside asking if I'd been to the beach today. Outside it was suddenly a few degrees above freezing and there was a light rain coming down. By the time I made it to the car, I was shivvering and gripping my towel for dear life. My dom frowned at me and demanded the removal of the towel. I did so and he upped the speed of my toy. He told me I would go into the next store as well, even without my top.

I woke up then. This time pain woke me up. I was cramping so hard I didn't need to worry about any other pain. So I got up and removed everything and cleaned up and slapped down a pad. I noticed that my bullet wasn't as waterproof as it claimed and had blood in it. That was amazingly ucky and I pouted at it. After that I got some water and went back to bed. I finally slept for a few hours.

I'm awake now, but still bone tired. And horny. I want to slap a dildo to a wall an fuck the hell out of it. I want to grab my hitachi and peek so many times I could go crazy from it. But I'm also cramping horribly and can't imagine causing any more tension. I hate being a girl sometimes.

And lastly, there is a challenge on that blog I found amazingly erotic and daunting all at once. It gives you a number of peeks to accomplish before you can cum. So if you do a bunch of peeks in one day, you are aching with need. If you rest and do a few, you're extending the time before you can cum. It says to start at 250, or higher if need be. The number was surprising, but I can see how that would make it that much more complicated. I have the urge to try that one, even though part of me thinks I'm crazy for that. heh

Uhg. Need pain killers.

Not So Daily

So on the 3rd I was able to talk to my dom and tell him about the encounter. He said it was fine and asked if I had cum. I told him I had but it was officially May when it happened. He asked if it was good and I said "very". Then he said "So you're good for the month, right?"

Ominous.

We talked about it for a while and said that he might let me cum under very special conditions but wouldn't specify. I'm left worrying about a month of no cumming. Can I really make that? I don't really want to find out. I mean, I have done it before, but it was more just neglect of myself. Having someone tell me not to turns me on and then I'm dying for release the whole time.

The day after that (I think) I had to take the biggest toy I had (rabbit) and just put it in me. I couldn't turn it on, I just had to leave it there for a couple of hours. Quote, "I just want something to fill your slutty pussy." Such words shouldn't turn me on... Eventually I had to clean and took it out though it was replaced with my butt plug up my ass. I had to wear it as long as possible. I made it to about 45 minutes before I had to take it out. I need a smaller one for long term use.

Tonight I wanted to use my rabbit in the shower since it IS water proof and hadn't done so yet. He said that I could but if I edged, I had to turn the water to cold and stand under it for exactly 15 seconds. No cumming. Period. So there I was with the suction cup base stuck to the tiles, me bent over, gripping the edge of the tub, the water pouring down on me... Fucking the wall while the shower is going and me soaking wet, my hair throwing water all over the place was highly erotic to me. I imagined being told dirty things. I imagined sucking cock while in that position. I slapped my own ass and muttered bad things.

I had fun. Too much fun. The cold water hurt and my leg almost cramped from the sudden change. Was it worth it? Well... I'd do it again. That's for sure.

On a side note, life seems to have flipped in the dom world. When we first started out it was quite a bit more daily. Which I don't particularly mind it being more intermittent, but it seems to far in between these days. Then again, that may be just because I have far to much time on my hands lately. Also, in the begining I was almost orgasming to a point of pain and overload even though I was being denied often. Now it's the reverse - sort of. Denied to a point of pain and overload, yet not orgasming often. I suppose I just feel neglected. That plus the stress I'm already under and all my free time, I am craving more play and at least a few more orgasms. I will most definitely not get to point where I can have numerous orgasms a week at the rate I'm going.

It's not that I don't like denial. I do. I just miss attention... and endorphins.

With that, I'm off to bed early so I can start my first busy week in months. I shall fall asleep to the thought of fucking a wall in the shower.

Apples

So my period ended early for a change on Thursday night. Not that it mattered, my dom was nowhere to be found. Not that THAT mattered, since I was banned for the rest of the month.

Today I had an old contact hook up with me. First time I've had sex since late February. How about them apples? He fingered me first and he was resilient. I came. I kept checking my phone to see if my dom would ever come online the whole day, but he was busy and I knew that. Oh well. I'll find out later if I should be concerned... Funny part was, after so many different positions, my guy still couldn't seem to get off. Too much time with his hand, if you ask me. It ended on a good note, though: a nice dinner.

Ah, well.

Chastity

So a few nights ago I had a dream about being locked in my chastity belt and my dom telling me to freeze the keys in a cup of water and he'd tell me when I could melt them. I woke up and told him about it and he immediately told me to put on my belt.

For the rest of the day, I spent wore that belt and the kegel things in me. I had to take the belt off after about 8 hours, the straps were digging in too much. That night, just before bed, I was allowed to take the kegel things out. The next morning to told me that I was to have no orgasms and no unverified stimulation at all for the rest of the month. That ended up being about 12 days, plus two since my last orgasm. It's been a long week.

Multiple times I've been in situations where I've been increasingly horny and he has even instructed me to continue in those situations, but no touching at all. And now I'm on my period which won't end until Friday anyhow.

I kept forgeting to post all this, so I am now. Do to all the forced lack of activity, I haven't gotten that far behind.

rubbing it off

So yesterday I get online and my dom demands a video chat instantly. He's already going at it. I ask if there was anything I could do to help. So he had me lay back, spread my legs and start rubbing. He gave me exacting instructions on how he wanted it done. When I edged, he had me stop, then edge again, then slap my pussy 10 times. Then he finally told me I could cum. I was elated.

I suppose from that angle is was harder to see when I came. He later told me to cum again and then to stop, trying to ruin the orgasm. He wasn't entirely happy to find out that I had cum nonetheless. Still, he seemed sated and that boded well for me.

Nothing more has happened. Just a quick update.

Lots and lots

I can't even think of the days correctly, so I won't try. We'll just go with early this week.

Early this week New Guy finally took a hint and we started playing. He tested my endurance with my nipple clamps. Clamped outter labia, even clamped my clit, which wasn't so bad. Then moved them up to the nipples. On and off again with the stimulation and build up for a very long time. He likes me begging, but he doesn't let me cum for it. Finally, he said that he had an amount of time in mind, but wouldn't tell me what it was. If I made it past that time without cumming, I was fine. If not, I'd be punished. The whole time, the hitachi was on high.

I made it 8 minutes and 46 seconds. That's when he told me it was 10 minutes. He told me to think of a punishment. If it was good, we'd do that. If not, we'd do that and something else he thought of. I liked the plan. It became a moot point, however.

Right as I submitted an idea for my punishment my dom popped online and said hello. Well, I told him everything, like a good girl. He was very, very mad. He asked how many times I'd cum since he last asked and I told him twice and he said, "I hope you enjoyed them." Doesn't bode well for me.

That night he used many different toys on me. I also had to slap my tits for a while on cam. They were red and raw when I was through. Nipple clamps were on most of the night and pulled off a couple of times. I had to write that I was owned by him across my chest in big letters with a sharpie. He took a picture and had be post it on fetlife as my profile. The only indecent picture I have on there, now. I also had to put mint extract cream on my nipples and then brush them with my toothbrush for 5 minutes. That hurts a lot surprisingly. Then I had to add toothpaste and brush for 5 more. He had me make 2 frozen dildos out of condoms but they were too big to fit, so they just stayed against my clit. I hate cold. It was awful.

Finally he told me to go to bed, no cumming. The next day it continues. I held my plain dildo in me for near an hour until it hurt and ached from where it was pressing. Then I had the bullet in me. Then he had to leave and said no cumming. The next day I had nothing done to me, no cumming. I had to watch him stroking himself though, but wasn't allowed to touch myself. Yesterday I had to watch porn before going to bed, but no touching at all.

Today I was meeting a friend for lunch. I couldn't wear underwear. No bra or panties. I wore a camisole with a pancho on top and a long skirt that buttoned up the front. On the way there I had to have the bullet vibing on my pussy. I barely got it out in time before she made it to my car. A button high on my skirt popped open when we were leaving and it flashed a lot of skin. Public play makes me insanely nervous.

I'm so horny I couldn't scream and he is wanting to keep me at this level through the weekend. It's driving me crazy.

New Guy

So, I'm thinking my dom either blocked me or died. He hasn't been on since he was mad at me. Possibly on purpose? No idea. That fact didn't stop me from talking to the new guy that responded to my ad that I posted. But, my dom's rule of writing all sexual activity still holds, so I'm writing. Of course, he also said not to do anything, but I didn't do it without directly being told to by a dom... Yeah, I'm a bad slave. I've been stressed. I don't care.

Anyways, the new guy is young and inexperienced, which is why I didn't hold his decision making skills against him. New ideas seemed hard for him to come by. Finally, after a long time of talking and me giving him no direction, he got around to it. He's very into nipple play and considering how slow he types, that lasted quite a while. The was some nipple pinching and twisting (child's play after my dom) and even some clit pinching. That was the odd part, as it didn't hurt overly much, just caused muscles to twitch.

Then he got down to the other part. I'd have to run the hitachi around for a while without it touching intimate places, then hold it to my clit. Then stop. Then rub with my fingers. Then stop. Repeat. It went on for quite a while. He made me beg for a long time and then stop all stimulation and continue to beg for orgasm. He finally let me cum, I guess 45 minutes later, and when I did, I squirted. It made quite a mess. I was annoyed, he was amused. As it always is.

It felt nice to release a little sexual tension but he seems to have no interest in giving me offline tasks, as I had stated previously. So, he's rather boring. Also, I miss my dom's creativity.

I got in my order for the Sex Toy girl in town. I'm missing a piece but she'd going to bring that by tomorrow. I'm most excited about my weird looking purple thing for kegel exercises. I can't wait to try it out. I mentioned it to new guy but his comments and reaction made me think he wasn't sure what I was talking about. Poor new guys...