It is possible that this weekend we will be alone–my Queen and I are certainly hoping so. Because of the Pandemic, we haven’t had any extended alone time since February! And because of my daughter’s assault, we haven’t had any alone time in three weeks. Prior to that event, we would get the occasional hour or so alone, but since then, none!!
As of this morning my Queen is at 18 days since orgasm which is a very long time for her! That orgasm was the result of some oral performed early one morning before the kids got up. Angus was caged and there was no penetration. I loved it, but…
I’m now at 454 days since orgasm. So there is a light at the end of the tunnel for me. It’s at these times that the punishment of further orgasm delay is felt most deeply. Fortunately that hasn’t happened yet. With luck it won’t. I should be allowed an orgasm in anywhere from 33 to45 days!
The good news is that I won a bet. My Queen and I walk together at least five times each week. We currently are walking a minimum 10 km or 6 miles each day. We vary our routes and sometimes even drive a few miles to walk in totally different spots. She suggested we turn and walk down a street she referred to as “Butterfly Street”. We didn’t go there that day, but it sparked some conversation. Now I knew it wasn’t Butterfly but I couldn’t remember what it was exactly–it was Butter–something. When I told her it wasn’t Butterfly she laughed and said confidently that it was and that we should bet on it. She suggested a reward for me if I won. So, after a few days we came to the following bet. If the street was named Butterfly I would lose, but if it was named something else I would win. If I lost I would immediately start to eat clean (currently I do allow myself a few treats each week), and do home weight workouts a minimum of 4 days a week. If I won, she would shave Kitty and I would be allowed to go down on her at least three times a week in the morning–for a month or so.
It is delightful to see my Queen with a lovely shaved Kitty–and it’s very nice to feel how smooth and soft it is. Yes, it wasn’t Butterfly Street. It was actually Butterfield Crescent. And my Queen was so certain!! lol.
Image courtesy of Pixabay!