Okay. It's
500 days now, finally. I think I'm supposed to say something.
First of
all, I have a strange feeling looking at the figure. For so long it was my goal
and after reaching it I feel it should mean more to me.
I suppose I
would feel more victorious if there hadn't been the unfortunate slip-up a mere
days before. I am glad and proud to say it wasn't me who gave in, but my body.
Happily I
didn't get any sort of enjoyment out of it, quite the opposite. And in return I
got back my libido, and hornyness roughly ten times compared to the one I had
prior to my accident.
In fact I'm
continually so horny nowadays, yesterday I though I could have ejaculated into
my pants, just by thinking about it. I even tried it, to have a frustrating
ruined orgasm, to celebrate my 500 days, but at the last moment my body got a
stage fright, or something. The experience was wonderfully frustrating thought.
So, things
could be worse I suppose.
At the
moment there are things happening my life which may make it unpractical or
impossible to continue my ban indefinitely. But it's been quite a ride, to get
this far. To be allowed to enjoy the frustration as long as I have.
