At work, my relief guy arrived late, so I got out late, for a 12 3/4 hour shift, all in all, and went home.
Walked the dog, fed the animals, checked in with Her. She was on schedule, looking to arrive at my place 0900-ish.
I began my enemas, first one at 07:40. Completely evacuated by 0755.
I was laying down on my stomach, waiting til 0815 or so for the next.
Somebody from customer service at ATT called, asking how my internet service was working, which I would have found annoying, but it did wake me up at 8:45, so it was really fortuitous.
I bounced up, and inserted my second enema... and I was still on the toilet, evacuating, when She came up the stairs, about 0900.
We showered together.... after I dried off, I went into my bedroom, popped 1/2 a Viagra, as noted later, and went into the playroom, ready for the morning Treat.
This is the context of a journal entry I posted on FL, although parts that appear here do not appear over there:
I would not say that our play-time is common or run of the mill, but I would say that it is common enough that it would not interest the regular players here.
Today, though, WAS a bit different.
She has said, repeatedly, that She does not believe in the use of "physical' punishment. (She has, on me, once, and well deserved.)
She has said that She does not believe in the use of "physical" discipline.
So, what we engage in is Funishment, for Her pleasure and mine.
Funishment is always at Her discretion, as to what She wishes to use, for how much, how hard, how long. (I have some input, but She has the final word).
And there are Treats, given for good behavior.
When given a Treat, I get to choose, for the most part, 'with what' and 'what position', with whatever variables remaining to be at her discretion.
However, I'm not allowed to be too specific in choosing Treats.
The first time I was given a Treat, I was told to give Her a list of five scenarios, and She would choose one.
That resulted in a long OTK spanking with a hairbrush.
Another time, I was told to give Her a list of four scenarios, ranked by my preference.
THAT resulted in a 20 minutes session of me bent over a chair, getting strokes from four different canes, as I documented in a previous journal.
So, TODAY...
A few days ago, She told to choose from numbers 1 to 4.
I chose 1.
Considering I was choosing blind, that I had no idea from what scenarios I was choosing, I'm not sure how to consider it a Treat, other than Her word that, whatever I chose, I would enjoy.
I liken it to Her having a list of movies I want to go go see, and out of, say, 15 movies, She narrowed it down to 4, assigned them numbers, and told me to pick a number. So whatever I picked, theoretically it was going to be something I wanted to see, even if, in advance, I did not know what it was going to be.
Then She told me to choose, "Up or down".
I chose 'Up."
As we approached the morning of, meaning much earlier today, She told me that 'up means standing'.
Okay then.
So, in the morning, at home, getting ready .... (ie taking a shower, etc)...
And here I will mention:
I just finished 12 3/4 hours at work. Not hard work, not exhaustive work, just sitting in front of a computer work....so I do have to be, for the most part, awake and alert... and I had been awake since 4 p.m. the previous day, to go to work, and when we were getting starting, it was about 9 a.m......
I had not had a bite to eat since 8:30 the previous morning. That is my routine during my work week, eating one meal a day, when I get home from work, and subsisting throughout the day / night on coffee (iced or hot) and nicotine (derived from my current allowance of 2 cigarettes a day, plus what I get from e-cigarettes).
AND... well, over a dozen years ago, my mother sent me a baggie of about 40 Viagra pills. I never used any of them, still had them laying around.
I had mentioned them, in passing, to Her, whose summary response was "Throw them out."
But I had not, yet. There they were. I broke one in half, and swallowed it, just before we started, in my play room.
I presented myself, naked and ready.
She allowed "#1 up" for me:
.... Standing, in bondage, blindfolded, my choice of one implement, Her choice of two, with a timer set, without me knowing for how long.
There are pictures of my cock and ball pillory post on my profile.
....a vertical post on a metal base, with ankle clamps on the bottom, and two short horizontal bars in the middle, on a post of adjustable height.
I stepped on the post, and with Her help, fit my package in between the horizontal bars, and tightened the screws. Then She locked the clamps around my ankles, and had me put my hands behind my back, one hand clasping the other forearm, and cuffed them together.
Then looking at the choice of implements on the wall, She first selected the leather two-fingered tawse, and told me to choose. I chose the dark purple, almost black, thin wood paddle. Then She put a blindfold on me before selecting Her next. (She told me later, She had actually selected 3 others...)
I heard Her say "9:25" as She was setting an alarm on her phone.
And She began, using paddle and tawse, and I don't know what else, on my buttocks, the front of my thighs, the back of my thighs.... while in between and during the strokes, Her fingers stroked my cock and scrotum, Her fingers tweaked my nipples, Her teeth chomped into my pelvic region.
If you're curious about my vocal reaction, you'll need to ask Her. I think I'm very quiet, as a rule. But then, i really don't have opportunity to hear myself.
At any rate... I felt myself getting woozy. Thought I was in control of it but...
She says, She said "Oops." I did not hear it, but She explained later, She had drawn a tiny bit of blood, and had turned Her back from me, in search of a baby wipe with which to clean it up.
And in the moment She turned her back, I passed out, and teetered over, forwards.
Obviously, with no way to catch myself.
Placed near the scene of this session was one of those plastic bathtub seats, one meant for sitting on ..in a bathtub or shower. Afterwards, judging by the six inches of the seat, broken and dangling from the rest of the seat, that's where my face hit, first.
The only damage I sustained from the fall is to my right eye socket, as shown in a recent picture on my profile, and a bruise directly under my chin.
Since I could not move, or collapse my body, She says, I wound up kind of leaning, with my head against the wall, and She had to pull on the base of the pillory, to straighten out my whole body, flat on the ground.
I was still 'out' while She undid the ankle and arm restraints.
i heard her saying, 'Are you okay, wake up, Shilo, are you okay...'
I came to, and said, "Yeah, yeah, how long..."
"About a minute...'
"What, I had a long dream,seemed like ...much longer.."
"Nope."
It took both of us to get the screws undone, and get the horizontal bar restraints off my junk, and I groggily was able to get up, enough to sit down on the bed, and breathe.
Elapsed time, from when we started to now, was like 20 minutes, and the alarm She had set for 25 minutes was just going off.
We talked about why this happened, and I mentioned possibly fatigue, and low blood sugar.... then we moved into the other bedroom, where the bed was more comfortable.
THEN I mentioned the Viagra.
Much to Her displeasure.
Which She demonstrated with hard hand slaps and pinches to my thighs.
"I TOLD you to throw those out!"
"Well, I had two pill bottles full, and I did throw one out, but still had these..."
'THROW THEM OUT!"
"The bottle is right there, take them with you when you leave."
And yes, the Viagra was having the intended effect on me.
Which resulted in what I would call vigorous lovemaking, until I started feeling a cramp in my right thigh, and had to stop.
I rolled off, and She gasped, "I've never been so thankful for a leg cramp...."
But it was still erect.... yet we were both exhausted....
After binging on some chocolate and sugar, I was finally able to go to sleep, around 11:00.
Awake two and half hours later, the Viagra was STILL working, which was put to use with more lovemaking... and after I got up to urinate, it finally started to pass, and I was able to go back to sleep, as She got up to leave (taking the offending bottle with her)...
and I slept until it was time for me to get up and go back to work.
Later, She told me, the point of the enemas was: "Depending on how you reacted to this, I was going to fuck you in the ass."
Damn, maybe next time.
So, groggily, up and off to work.
She was at an evening meeting....
Around 2130, sent me a text, saying She was on the way home.
I saw that She was active on FL, commenting on my journal, updating statuses, but... did not invite me to chat.
At 0130, She text, saying, "Sleepy, going to bed...."
I was disappointed, and said so, that I was feeling sub-drop.
She quickly came online, and we chatted on g, for awhile.
She talked about how guilty She felt for letting it happen, for not seeing the signs....
I forgave Her, said it was my fault, for letting all the factors happen that caused it, that I used viagra because of what I considered my own performance failure.
We talked about possible ways for 'it' to happen.
And finally, both of us satisfied, She went to sleep.
Score
Cigarettes 2
DSLO 50 1/4
DUW 8 7/12
Walked the dog, fed the animals, checked in with Her. She was on schedule, looking to arrive at my place 0900-ish.
I began my enemas, first one at 07:40. Completely evacuated by 0755.
I was laying down on my stomach, waiting til 0815 or so for the next.
Somebody from customer service at ATT called, asking how my internet service was working, which I would have found annoying, but it did wake me up at 8:45, so it was really fortuitous.
I bounced up, and inserted my second enema... and I was still on the toilet, evacuating, when She came up the stairs, about 0900.
We showered together.... after I dried off, I went into my bedroom, popped 1/2 a Viagra, as noted later, and went into the playroom, ready for the morning Treat.
This is the context of a journal entry I posted on FL, although parts that appear here do not appear over there:
I would not say that our play-time is common or run of the mill, but I would say that it is common enough that it would not interest the regular players here.
Today, though, WAS a bit different.
She has said, repeatedly, that She does not believe in the use of "physical' punishment. (She has, on me, once, and well deserved.)
She has said that She does not believe in the use of "physical" discipline.
So, what we engage in is Funishment, for Her pleasure and mine.
Funishment is always at Her discretion, as to what She wishes to use, for how much, how hard, how long. (I have some input, but She has the final word).
And there are Treats, given for good behavior.
When given a Treat, I get to choose, for the most part, 'with what' and 'what position', with whatever variables remaining to be at her discretion.
However, I'm not allowed to be too specific in choosing Treats.
The first time I was given a Treat, I was told to give Her a list of five scenarios, and She would choose one.
That resulted in a long OTK spanking with a hairbrush.
Another time, I was told to give Her a list of four scenarios, ranked by my preference.
THAT resulted in a 20 minutes session of me bent over a chair, getting strokes from four different canes, as I documented in a previous journal.
So, TODAY...
A few days ago, She told to choose from numbers 1 to 4.
I chose 1.
Considering I was choosing blind, that I had no idea from what scenarios I was choosing, I'm not sure how to consider it a Treat, other than Her word that, whatever I chose, I would enjoy.
I liken it to Her having a list of movies I want to go go see, and out of, say, 15 movies, She narrowed it down to 4, assigned them numbers, and told me to pick a number. So whatever I picked, theoretically it was going to be something I wanted to see, even if, in advance, I did not know what it was going to be.
Then She told me to choose, "Up or down".
I chose 'Up."
As we approached the morning of, meaning much earlier today, She told me that 'up means standing'.
Okay then.
So, in the morning, at home, getting ready .... (ie taking a shower, etc)...
And here I will mention:
I just finished 12 3/4 hours at work. Not hard work, not exhaustive work, just sitting in front of a computer work....so I do have to be, for the most part, awake and alert... and I had been awake since 4 p.m. the previous day, to go to work, and when we were getting starting, it was about 9 a.m......
I had not had a bite to eat since 8:30 the previous morning. That is my routine during my work week, eating one meal a day, when I get home from work, and subsisting throughout the day / night on coffee (iced or hot) and nicotine (derived from my current allowance of 2 cigarettes a day, plus what I get from e-cigarettes).
AND... well, over a dozen years ago, my mother sent me a baggie of about 40 Viagra pills. I never used any of them, still had them laying around.
I had mentioned them, in passing, to Her, whose summary response was "Throw them out."
But I had not, yet. There they were. I broke one in half, and swallowed it, just before we started, in my play room.
I presented myself, naked and ready.
She allowed "#1 up" for me:
.... Standing, in bondage, blindfolded, my choice of one implement, Her choice of two, with a timer set, without me knowing for how long.
There are pictures of my cock and ball pillory post on my profile.
....a vertical post on a metal base, with ankle clamps on the bottom, and two short horizontal bars in the middle, on a post of adjustable height.
I stepped on the post, and with Her help, fit my package in between the horizontal bars, and tightened the screws. Then She locked the clamps around my ankles, and had me put my hands behind my back, one hand clasping the other forearm, and cuffed them together.
Then looking at the choice of implements on the wall, She first selected the leather two-fingered tawse, and told me to choose. I chose the dark purple, almost black, thin wood paddle. Then She put a blindfold on me before selecting Her next. (She told me later, She had actually selected 3 others...)
I heard Her say "9:25" as She was setting an alarm on her phone.
And She began, using paddle and tawse, and I don't know what else, on my buttocks, the front of my thighs, the back of my thighs.... while in between and during the strokes, Her fingers stroked my cock and scrotum, Her fingers tweaked my nipples, Her teeth chomped into my pelvic region.
If you're curious about my vocal reaction, you'll need to ask Her. I think I'm very quiet, as a rule. But then, i really don't have opportunity to hear myself.
At any rate... I felt myself getting woozy. Thought I was in control of it but...
She says, She said "Oops." I did not hear it, but She explained later, She had drawn a tiny bit of blood, and had turned Her back from me, in search of a baby wipe with which to clean it up.
And in the moment She turned her back, I passed out, and teetered over, forwards.
Obviously, with no way to catch myself.
Placed near the scene of this session was one of those plastic bathtub seats, one meant for sitting on ..in a bathtub or shower. Afterwards, judging by the six inches of the seat, broken and dangling from the rest of the seat, that's where my face hit, first.
The only damage I sustained from the fall is to my right eye socket, as shown in a recent picture on my profile, and a bruise directly under my chin.
Since I could not move, or collapse my body, She says, I wound up kind of leaning, with my head against the wall, and She had to pull on the base of the pillory, to straighten out my whole body, flat on the ground.
I was still 'out' while She undid the ankle and arm restraints.
i heard her saying, 'Are you okay, wake up, Shilo, are you okay...'
I came to, and said, "Yeah, yeah, how long..."
"About a minute...'
"What, I had a long dream,seemed like ...much longer.."
"Nope."
It took both of us to get the screws undone, and get the horizontal bar restraints off my junk, and I groggily was able to get up, enough to sit down on the bed, and breathe.
Elapsed time, from when we started to now, was like 20 minutes, and the alarm She had set for 25 minutes was just going off.
We talked about why this happened, and I mentioned possibly fatigue, and low blood sugar.... then we moved into the other bedroom, where the bed was more comfortable.
THEN I mentioned the Viagra.
Much to Her displeasure.
Which She demonstrated with hard hand slaps and pinches to my thighs.
"I TOLD you to throw those out!"
"Well, I had two pill bottles full, and I did throw one out, but still had these..."
'THROW THEM OUT!"
"The bottle is right there, take them with you when you leave."
And yes, the Viagra was having the intended effect on me.
Which resulted in what I would call vigorous lovemaking, until I started feeling a cramp in my right thigh, and had to stop.
I rolled off, and She gasped, "I've never been so thankful for a leg cramp...."
But it was still erect.... yet we were both exhausted....
After binging on some chocolate and sugar, I was finally able to go to sleep, around 11:00.
Awake two and half hours later, the Viagra was STILL working, which was put to use with more lovemaking... and after I got up to urinate, it finally started to pass, and I was able to go back to sleep, as She got up to leave (taking the offending bottle with her)...
and I slept until it was time for me to get up and go back to work.
Later, She told me, the point of the enemas was: "Depending on how you reacted to this, I was going to fuck you in the ass."
Damn, maybe next time.
So, groggily, up and off to work.
She was at an evening meeting....
Around 2130, sent me a text, saying She was on the way home.
I saw that She was active on FL, commenting on my journal, updating statuses, but... did not invite me to chat.
At 0130, She text, saying, "Sleepy, going to bed...."
I was disappointed, and said so, that I was feeling sub-drop.
She quickly came online, and we chatted on g, for awhile.
She talked about how guilty She felt for letting it happen, for not seeing the signs....
I forgave Her, said it was my fault, for letting all the factors happen that caused it, that I used viagra because of what I considered my own performance failure.
We talked about possible ways for 'it' to happen.
And finally, both of us satisfied, She went to sleep.
Score
Cigarettes 2
DSLO 50 1/4
DUW 8 7/12
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