Injured Reserve

Frustration level: HIGH

I pulled a bunch of muscles last week. I pulled the hell out of them. It seems as if they are taking forever to heal.

The closest I’ve been able to get to sexy-times is in reading my extensive collection of porn. Erotica. Pornotica.  Sir has excused me from my masturbation schedule until my body heals.

Today I asked permission to try for an orgasm.

I waited for Sir’s response.

“No. I want you to go to danger. Just to the edge.”

It did not take long.

“Thank you, Sir.”

“Good. Again.”

“Thank you, Sir.”

“Good job, Honey. Again. To orgasm, this time.”

“THANK YOU, SIR!”

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