Bear, while we’re basking after he pounded me into the mattress: “I’m not going to let you come this time.” “Okay,” I say. “I want to explain to you why,” Bear says. “Whenever you come like you did, I feel like I better give you an orgasm soon, like it might have been too long …
BEAR here. So schnoff and I have sort of made a pact that as part of his blogging that he would post a summary/insight into his journey on here not just for his and your pleasure, but also I am finding I gain new insights into his path as well. In return, I will work …
Navel-gazing, mostly, in September, I’d say. Plus some frottage. Oh the frottage. Unf. Oh, and I’ve been really enjoying unixslut’s journal / tumblr. Edit: Gone with the great tumblr purge. Go read it. It’s great stuff. Week 4 and 5 of denial Things felt a bit surreal. This is the navel-gazing part. I’d become acutely …
My new collar arrived. Bear is out, getting peppers for a home-made Frank’s Red Hot clone. I can’t wait for him to come back home. So, wait what? This weekend, Bear wanted to fuck me. I asked him whether he wanted to leash me, as well, and he said yes he would. Using the collar …
Punished I had forgotten to take off the cock ring I wear around the house, when I was out taking the dog to the park. Well, more to the point, taking the dog to the park while the daughter learns to drive me there. Let’s say I was more than just a bit preoccupied. I figured …