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Someone to look up to
What she doesn’t realise is that I always do my best… it’s just usually rubbish, that’s all. Fortunately, I’ve had a lot of practice at scurrying.
She can resist anything except temptation.
At the OWK there’s always a bucket available, in case one of the slaves feels sick. Usually it’s just the bucket the food comes in, actually.
Of course, I don’t necessarily know that this is actually what happened behind closed doors, and I’m just imagining a scene that happens to fit what I would like it to have been. So… just like the actual series, The Crown, then.
His name won’t go down in the record books along with hers, but his scream will be what a lot of viewers remember, when watching the footage of that historic day. Plus, he got to attend the medal ceremony, curled up and sobbing on the grass by the podium. It did delay his trip to hospital but how many times in your life are you going to be the target of a world-record ball-busting kick?
I guess he was asking for it. But not paying… so unfair.
2 thoughts on “Someone to look up to”
That’s one of the advantages of getting older.
My right-footed wife eventually more or less eradicated my left testicle, although my right one did seem to grow a bit into the greater sac volume available to it.
Consequently, the overall target has got smaller and less sensitive over the years. I guess I also, as my wife required, became less of a scaredy cat wimp.
She who must be obeyed quite likes this overall outcome. I can now usually stand without whimpering or moving involuntarily at least initially, and she has a more challenging and enjoyable exercise to amuse her.
Also, my libido is much reduced and so she doesn’t hear any whining of that sort either.
Yes, men need to get out of this fear of women’s sexuality. many men find it uncomfortable to be confronted with a women keen to kick them repeatedly in the balls until the breath is driven from their lungs by their gasps of agony. But really they should learn to open up and share in the fun. You’ve become a better man – well, half of a better man – for it, it seems, so that’s an inspiration for us all.
That’s one of the advantages of getting older.
My right-footed wife eventually more or less eradicated my left testicle, although my right one did seem to grow a bit into the greater sac volume available to it.
Consequently, the overall target has got smaller and less sensitive over the years. I guess I also, as my wife required, became less of a scaredy cat wimp.
She who must be obeyed quite likes this overall outcome. I can now usually stand without whimpering or moving involuntarily at least initially, and she has a more challenging and enjoyable exercise to amuse her.
Also, my libido is much reduced and so she doesn’t hear any whining of that sort either.
Such a clever lady. I am so lucky she has me.
Mr Mouse
Thank you Mouseman.
Yes, men need to get out of this fear of women’s sexuality. many men find it uncomfortable to be confronted with a women keen to kick them repeatedly in the balls until the breath is driven from their lungs by their gasps of agony. But really they should learn to open up and share in the fun. You’ve become a better man – well, half of a better man – for it, it seems, so that’s an inspiration for us all.
Best wishes
S