So i thought i had it pretty well figured out. Sir was only letting me have 7/8th orgasms, so i quit asking. Why torture myself needlessly?
Then He decided i could have a full orgasm ONLY if i’d already done a 7/8th orgasm at least once previously. Perfect.
After my lovely orgasm the other day, i was ready for more.
i asked for permission to do a 7/8th and got that approval.
i did that one.
Then, last night, i asked for permission for a full orgasm.
“Did you do your 7/8th?” He asked.
“Yes, Sir, i did it Monday.”
“You didn’t tell me you did.”
“Um, no,” on shakier ground now, “No, Sir, i didn’t know i was s’posed to.”
“Well of course you’re supposed to! Next time, make sure you tell me.”
“Yes, Sir! i will, for sure!”
“So you think you want an orgasm tonight?”
“Yes, Sir! Pleeeeeze…”
He nods. “Ok, yes you may!”
And i was gonna. i was totally starting some dark fantasy in my head, drifting, starting to touch…
…and i fell asleep.
Not even a 7/8th orgasm to claim.
But tonight ~ right?
Sir says no. But ~ but ~
~ apparently that orgasm expired last night. No one told me the clock was ticking, but ~
~ it doesn’t matter. Gone. Poof.
Gone. Just like dust in the wind.