The other night, I told Bear that getting pierced was the best thing that had happened to me in a long time. “Why is that?” he inquired. Because it felt like he finally accepted me for who I am, I said. “I’ve always accepted you for who you are,” Bear said. “I think it’s more …
Yesterday, Bear and I sat down and talked about ownership, as we do every so often. Bear’s been nervous about the idea of owning me ever since our first attempt at Master/pet crashed and burned. I still want to be owned: That I am not is an ongoing source of sadness for me. I had …
There’s been a bit more rope play around here lately, and I’m enjoying it greatly. Mostly having my hands tied and pulled over my head secured to the headboard, maybe a bit of cock bondage, and being humped by Bear. Last time he did this, he teased me close to orgasm, and as I got …
Good boy I was stroking Bear, pressing myself against him, and when I had him nice and hard, he said “Now that you have me all bothered, you should kneel and suck me off.” Yes. Yes I should. And so I did, kneeling at the foot of the bed, with my swollen balls pressing into …
A day after I last came, I was horny. Four days after I last came, I was crawling up the walls horny. I thought this was a new thing. Surely, I had never experienced something like this before: An orgasm that left me desperate for another, instead of calming me down for a spell. It’s …