I have been reduced to a leaky faucet. I don't mean my age has finally rendered me incontinent (I'm hoping I have a few more years before THAT happens, at least). No, I mean that a little "game" Rosa and I have been playing recently has made me more like this:
Not me, but other than this guy's age and body hair color, that does look a like like mine......especially when it worked a bit better. LOL And the oozing is extremely accurate!
Last week on Thursday, after our mortgage signing on Wednesday, Rosa and I felt playful and initiated a game we've played before on days where she was working: hourly edges with no release. We started the day off before she began working with me kissing her feet while self-teasing, and ended the day with her teasing me as I revisited those sweet tootsies of hers. In-between, as I worked in the yard, on each new hour, I'd apply our massager just long enough to bring me to near ejaculation and then stop. (That's a lot of teasing!)
OK, LOL, THIS time it IS me, not because I'm showing off, since I have nothing to brag about, but because the practice of using a single vibrator to edge (without all sorts of bondage and gear) simply can't be found in an image search!
The effect on me was profound. I felt open and devoted and way more submissive. Rosa liked the effect so much that continuing this practice on Friday seemed a no-brainer. By midday Friday, I was going about my chores and activities literally with damp boxers! I would start a tease off just fine and get to that special point and stop. But a minute or so after stopping, I'd find "pre-cum" oozing from me in varying quantities. Multiply that by the hours in a day and you start to get the picture!
Rosa was amused by it all but also seemed willing enough to grant final "O" permission if I wanted it. The funny thing is, I wasn't getting cranky or irritable from the frustration, but more and more subby and compliant! We discussed it and speculated that maybe the attention made the difference? It seems if I'm O-less for a long time because we're busy or stressed or for some un-fun reason, I DO get cranky after a while. BUT if that same denial is intentional and sexy, and accentuates the frustration as something of a goal, then it seems that the longing becomes more sweet torture than real torture.
In the midst of all this other things were going on too, and I will write about them another time, but soon. However, I did have a few exchanges via text with my Monster, Ana over other things, but when she asked me about my day, I couldn't help but confess my situation, especially since she is well aware of my O-dependency on others and approves. She did indeed find my situation amusing and I mentioned something about wondering how long I should keep this going, and, given the context of what we HAD been discussing, Ana suggested Wednesday. Well, that seemed like a good a day as any and so Wednesday became the target date. (Thanks, Monster)
Saturday ended up a third day of teasing. And Sunday we were out, so the hourly teases weren't possible, but I did have one this morning while watching Rosa dress. ( a lot of leaking after THAT one!) LOL.
So three days of hourly edges have left me in a profound state of subbiness and it managed to influence quite a few things going on around me. But like I said, another time for THAT.