14.7.2015

I got to spend couple of days with my Queen again. Unfortunately due to mother nature the encounter didn't include any orgasming (hers, that is) this time.

The weekend was also rather packed with stuff to do, among other things a shopping round to local antique bookstores and me and my Queen going to see stand-up comedy for the first time in both of our lives. We have now seen a gig of Ismo Leikola, the world's funniest man, apparently. (He has a diploma and all to prove it.)

The weekend included also another girlfriend test, of sorts. Namely, the Rocky Horror Picture Show. I said "of sorts", since we both are fans, but even though she has seen on stage productions, as have I, she hadn't ever seen the movie version.

Even though I'm not a real hard core fan I do know some audience participation lines by heart. My favorite one is to yell "Describe your testicles!" just as the Narrator is about to say "Black, heavy and pendulous". My Queen seemed to find that amusing as well. Making her laugh feels so good.

9.7.2015

We finally banged together, my Queen and I. While assembling a pair of Ikea bookshelves for her, that is.

4.7.2015

Good thing I have a movie night to take care of today. Considering how hot this day will become, in my constant horny state I would most likely spend it by edging all day long.

3.7.2015

We're currently having a genuine heat wave over here in Finland, which makes it very difficult for a leg man like me to run errands downtown without spraining my eyes or being run over by a car. All those beautiful bare legs simply drive me insane. Oh dear me.

2.7.2015

I celebrated my birthday with my Queen a couple of days ago. I don't usually celebrate my birthday, or at least people don't celebrate it with me, so it was nice change of pace to feel appreciated, even wanted.

The celebration wasn't anything fancy, but it gave us both to spend time with each other. We ate out at a nice Thai restaurant downtown, and had a coffee at a historic, sort of steampunk styled market hall. It was all very romantic, since I'm not used to things like that.

Afterwards we had sauna at my place and watched a movie. I got to show my Queen one of my all-time favourite movies as well as guilty pleasures: Elvira, Mistress of Dark (1988), and I was very relieved and pleased when she told me she had actually found it amusing.

I even got a present from my Queen, a copy of Ernest Cline's "Ready Player One" (I love that girl) as well as a packet of condoms with a date written on it. The date wasn't, unlike I thought at first, the date of my next actual orgasm, but another important future date, leading to it.

Naturally there was also some very nice edging involved. My Queen allowed me to masturbate for her again, and got nice and horny, but had to stay away from the edge. I'd like to get so close to orgasm I could feel it, but I don't trust my body anymore, and the idea of cumming accidentally simply scares me too much.

My Queen seemed to enjoy our little session, though. She says she likes to look at me edging, because I look "so incredibly beautiful" when I'm so frustrated and horny I'm almost losing my mind. It's still very hard to believe that, or the fact I actually look beautiful to someone. I love her so.

Lately we have tried to balance our sexual needs and preferences. Recently my Queen expressed her dissatisfaction due to the fact she has ended up as the dominant party, when in fact she enjoys being dominated as much as I do.

Since her happiness is very important to me, I put effort into it and, like she put it afterwards, "dominated her properly for the first time", with handcuffs, ice cubes and all. According to her she loved it, which is all I need to hear.

Being the dominant party requires effort from my part, but things like that are part of a switch relationship I suppose, with each party wanting to make the other party happy, and both loving each other very much.

Last but not least, a small piece of information concerning her visit. As a result of it I ended up borrowing my copy of "A KeyHolder's Handbook" by Ivey Green to her. I did it quite willingly, but I admit afterwards I've had some butterflies in my tummy. She seemed very interested about it. Oh well, what is done is done...

25.6.2015

The two-day long 600th day anniversary celebration with my Queen is now successfully completed. Giving a fully detailed description would take way too much space, and I'm still surprised all the things we managed to do. It was quite a couple of days.

Among other things the activities included: 1) a session during which I got to make my Queen cum four times in a row (our record so far), 2) having drinks at my favorite pub to celebrate the occasion (we were supposed to go to a fancy restaurant to do it in, but we couldn't find anything open at that hour), 3) having a nice and relaxing sauna together (a Finnish thing, but it was something we hadn't done together before), 4) a little bit of CFNM (something I've fantasized about for a long time), 5) me unpacking and trying out my male lace panties I've had a long time, and showing off my bum for her in them (according to her they make it look quite yummy even when I'm waring slacks), 6) my Queen trying some makeup on me (she likes to make me "look pretty", apparently), 7) some really nice edging in front of my Queen with her teasing me verbally, 8) a nice, romantic "sunday walk" with my Queen while wearing the panties (which, like I suspected, slid straight to my bum crack, making the walk delightfully uncomfortable), 9) a really wicked session during which my Queen rode on top of me and tortured my full bladder at the same time, with my vibrator lodged between us (you wouldn't believe the moaning we made) and finally even 10) my Queen letting me eat her out for the first time ever (according to her the experience wasn't unpleasant).

One thing I'm very happy about as well, is the fact that my Queen didn't made me cum after all, but instead decided to continue the ban a little bit further. 

20.6.2015

What a day. Like you most likely already read, my Queen and I ended up doing some good old-fashioned on-line bladder torture on yours truly.

The whole thing was more or less an accident, but ended up as an hour and a half long torture session. Actually I don't remember when was the last time my bladder had been that full, and in so much pain. The home stretch, so to speak, was the condition that my Queen wanted to finish a fantasy book she was reading before I could get relief.

The last forty-five minutes or so I was in complete agony, while my Queen was relaxing with her book. (She said the ending contained so much plot twists she had to go back and forth a bit.) The whole thing was very perverse, but we both loved every minute. After my Queen finally finished her book and I got to pee, it felt ecstatic, almost like cumming.

What I hadn't anticipated, though, was the fact that even though I finally peed over two liters of liquid in the course of few hours, and there was nothing inside anymore, the bladder is now very sore, creating a very strong urge to urinate. Then again, it's understandable, after the harsh treatment it got today.

However, in my point, the urge to pee, or a pain in my bladder, has always resulted into a heightened sense of horniness, as well. In other words, after my Queen went off-line to go to meet a friend of hers, I haven't been able to stop edging. As long as the ache doesn't subside, I don't seem to be able to stop this.

This is all fine and well, but over nine hours of edging, with only brief breaks, is quite a lot even for me.

Then again, this is the day after the midsummer eve celebrations over here, and people are supposed to spend it hung over or relaxing. It's nobody's business how I spend mine, right?