Read My Kink

So I’m sitting and tying into this box for the first time in a while.  I have not died; I have just been quiet lately. Now that a decent amount of the recent events in my life have been sorted out, I am ready to write again.  To bring me out of my blogigng slum, I am going to write about a new weekly task that Sir and Miss have given me.  This started Last week (on Monday, July 12th) and has proven to be challenging to me.

Until further notice, I am to have five orgasms every week.  I am allowed to watch porn, read erotic literature, and use toys in my ass cunt.  I am also allowed to count orgasms that other people cause, as long as they do not use toys on my cunt or clitoris.  If I want more than five orgasms in a week, I have to ask for them.  I realise that that may not sound like much; but I am having trouble with it.  Perhaps it is because my mind has been muddled with overhanging clouds of emotional stress lately, or because I am just not used to cumming so much; but having these orgasms takes a lot of effort.  At the rate I am going though, it does not seem like I will need to ask for very many.

Most of the time, I do not even need porn any more, and I let my imagination run wild.  Other times, I turn to a story for a muse and then continue with my own fantasy.  It seems like there aren’t many stories that I like that I haven’t already read.  While I have gotten better at not needing outside stimulation (porn, stories, etc,) I have also noticed that my desire for an orgasm is not as prevalent as it used to be.

I do not know what happened to me.  A year ago, I used to have orgasms every night.  I used to have exactly one orgasm, right before going to bed; but as I grew, I started feeling less of a need for them.  Now, there are nights when all I want is sleep.  The drive, the urge for an orgasm does not hit me like it once used to.  Don’t get me wrong, my mind still very much lives in the gutter.  There are very few days that go by without me having a sexual thought; but when I am horny, I do not always feel like having an orgasm.  I sometimes just enjoy living in that horny frame of mind; constantly turning things around me that are not sex related into things that are.

I think, and I could be wrong, that part of the reason I no longer necessarily want an orgasm every night is because I have learned to live with my horniness.  I have accepted that I am a very sexual being, and I have learned to embrace the times when my mind will not come out of the gutter.  I think I have just gotten used to it.  I have gotten used to it, and I like it.

Point is, the amount of orgasms that I have in any given week has gone down, and this task is to bring it up again.  it is nice to be allowed to have my orgasms without always asking for them; especially when it is really early morning and I just cannot sleep.

I am grateful that Sir and Miss have given me this privilege, and will do my best to make sure I complete this task every week. I have already failed once.  The first week, I left one orgasm for myself on Sunday night.  When the time came for my body to cum, it just did not happen.  I tried to make myself cum in as many ways as I knew how until the clock struck twelve, and then I stopped.  I failed.  I do not plan on this happening again.

Five is a very doable number, and that I have no doubt that I will get used to it soon.  I have a slight fear that the number will increase before I am ready for it to; however, I am also always looking to grow and take on a new challenge.  For now though, I will just concentrate on the task at hand.

Two down, three to go.

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