Beyond the Edge of Control

Day Twenty-Two of orgasm denial. Last Wednesday, a well-known discussion between Master and I on top of this month's orgasm denial, and the edge I stood on crumbled beneath my feet. Inside a mental and emotional void, I went off on Master. I thought I had let him know well enough that I was too... Continue Reading →

Master Took Pity on Me.

I made it 15 days without an orgasm. Master called me Sunday afternoon. “How are you?” “Horny,” I replied. My go-to response for the last few days. It must have been my tone that alerted him more was going on. He didn’t ask, and I didn’t elaborate. “You know you are allowed to come if... Continue Reading →

Some Relief

Three hours after I added my post, Master called. "How are you today?" "Not good," I said, my voice soft and subdued. I'm usually upbeat, laughing and teasing. As I relate to you our phone call, I'm still quiet. "You're doing good to make it fifteen days." "I'm trying." "It's all I ask." "Pinch your... Continue Reading →

No End in Sight

January has always been my least favorite month. When I was a child, snow days were great. But dark, dreary, wet days were more of what I experienced. Days on end without sunshine. Darkness coming early, though every day is a tad longer. The evening stretching on until I watch the clock, wondering if it... Continue Reading →

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