The other day, after plodding along a bit more with my vibrator, I cleaned it up, and plugged it in to charge. I flopped onto my bed, and giggled a bit. I thought about the time with Thrax where he attempted to use a hitachi on me. How he just put it near my genitals, and waited about two seconds before shifting it once, and giving up. He put on an attachment, tried to insert it, and after about five more of it being stationary gave up. To keep it in mind, he was able to get me off with digital stimulation. Frequently though, he would try to shame me when I would ask for more play. Turn it into a gaslighting attempt, because he couldn't enjoy his biggest kink with me, claiming it to be forced orgasm. I would tell him that he could always indulge in this manually, and he would tell me it was too much work, and that he just wanted to be able to strap a toy to my leg and watch. Really, he wanted to avoid work at whatever cost. Wanted unwarr...
My life is such an odd and surreal rollercoaster of kink, mischief, body modification and wonderment. Read along, and see the new pages of the journey that is my life, with all the sex, trouble, friends, family, pain, and adventure.