Teased by Facebook

Today i woke up to one of those messages on Facebook that has a photo you have posted in the past. The message read 'Your memories of 9 [in this case] years ago'. The image was a picture i had taken in Park Güell in Barcelona, Spain when Owner and i last visited that city, nine years ago. So why do i think Facebook was taunting me? Because it was on that same trip that Owner last allowed my little clitty inside Her.

Yep, since then we have enjoyed plenty of sex, i have had the privilege of having my tongue buried deep inside Her, of tasting and licking Her, of having my clit teased and tormented, slapped, spanked, paddled and fondled. Owner has masturbated me and left me happily locked away for months on end. But not since that trip has my little clit been inside Her.

Nine years is quite some time but, to be honest, i do not miss 'sex' as most would probably define it. It was always a performance wracked with nerves and fear of failure - and it was never a very long performance anyway - so not doing it removed all that anxiety and means that i actually enjoy the sex life we do have together a whole lot more. i don't think Owner misses my little clit either, Her toys are much more effective than it ever was. It is interesting to think that i am completely happy, in fact happier than i have ever imagined it possible to be in a relationship, even though it does not involve any 'sex' in that sense. Not a sentence a teenage version of me would have ever imagined one day writing!

But, back to the present. i was super lucky yesterday in that Owner also worked from home so i got to spend all day with Her. As i too was working from home the dice was thrown, as has now become normal, to see what challenge/activity i would have to undertake. This time i got one of my least favourite activities - having my testicles clamped with 20 mini pegs, for 20 minutes! Owner did the honours and took the following picture of yours truly fully decorated;

with 20 pegs in place

the wooden and metal mini pegs

As always, it was the removal of the pegs that was the worst part. i was very lucky in that Owner permitted me to do that.

Earlier in the week Owner was at work on a day when i was at home. That time the dice determined that i wear a butt plug for 3 hours....Whoop!  Now that was fun!

with glass plug in place

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