There isn’t much to say. Got a good whuppin’ over the weekend, with the F.C.T. along with several other toys (Hate bath brushes. Hate them, hate them, hate them! … yes, I know, I keep returning.) The F.C.T.? I am terrified of it, yet I oddly love that I’m terrified of it and he still uses it on me.
The picture below attests to my stoned-out bliss when we were done. Not to mention sheer exhaustion. Bottoming to SincereM is a lot of work!
*Fucking Cat Toy. See the explanation on my old blog.