Twas the night before Christmas

… when all through the night
not a penis was stirring,
all locked up quite tight.

 



Look, she said it, not me – OK readers?  I respect and cherish each and every one of you. But she doesn’t.



 The divine Mistress Eleise.  You might have seen her here once or twice before, I suppose.

 
 
You’ll look back with longing at this, come summer, when she’s whipping you up a hot gravel track under the merciless sun.
 


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1.2 seconds of pure bliss.  But, you know, it’s not just Christmas that comes but once – oh, hang on.
 
 
 
 

 

I used to suffer from low self-esteem.  But then I just decided to enjoy it instead.
And the divine Divine Mistress Heather, too.

 

He should pay attention to this blog over the next few days.



 

Merciless heavens

Do you think she’s feeling generous?  I’m not sure.
The miraculously wonderful Lady Sophia Black.  Another lady who has had the misfortune of having to deal with Servitor in person.
 

 

Well, if she thought he was you at least you can be sure that nothing sexual went on between them.
 
 

 

Don’t worry about the tears dripping down, though. She quite likes that.
 
 

 

It’s amazing how brave you can be when you’re strapped down really tightly.
 
 

 

Simultaneous orgasms are over-rated anyway.  I usually don’t come until several months after my SO.

If it be your will

If there is a choice
Let the rivers fill
Let the hills rejoice
Let your mercy spill
On all these burning hearts in hell
If it be your will
To make us well.

 

 

I find feminine contempt very sexy.  Fortunately I get a lot of it.  Masculine contempt too, of course, but that’s not so much my thing.
 
 



I’ve heard they’re not actually that great anyway.

 

Congratulations.  You’re the ‘special friend’.  Again.  So much better than having a sexual relationship.  Really.

 




 

 
 
 
Oh god.  Let’s hope it wasn’t someone I work with this time.
 
 
 

 

Yes dear.