Yeah, I’ve once again left this too late. And to think I managed to get to bed so early last night! I blame Monster Hunter, personally. I’ve been getting back into it with a friend now that Rise is on PC, and with Sunbreak coming out soon we’ve got some catching up to do. He is, however, going to Brazil with his girlfriend for two months, a few days after it comes out, so we won’t be playing together for quite a while. But… it’s really just a lot of fun anyway.
In slut news – June Wifey Skill #1 training is continuing apace. The sessions are getting long enough that I don’t really know if I have time to do one in the morning before I go to work? In theory, yes, it’s only fifteen minutes or so (and getting longer every day!), but in practice, my mornings are usually streamlined enough that getting out of bed a few minutes later than usual has knock-on effects down the line. True, I could probably just spend less time scrolling Twitter before I get out of bed. But I think I’ll find it easier to just do one session of throat training right after I get home, and then another later on in the evening. They’ll still be a few hours apart, so it’s not like I’m doing half an hour back to back or anything.
…not yet, at least. Because, if you’ll recall, once I embark upon the journey towards June Wifey Skill #2 (baking a Victoria Sponge cake), I’ll be spending the whole time the cake is in the oven at the docking station. Which, according to Mistress’s recipe, is about 25 minutes. SO really, it’s for my own benefit that I’m getting this much training now – I’m going to need it once I start the baking! Of course, all the training is really for my own benefit anyway – being able to better serve my purpose as a good and obedient malewife, always able and available, is its own reward. And, even better, it’ll allow me to serve Mistress Charlotte’s pleasure to a greater extent than ever before! Do I know what purpose she has in mind for my enhanced deepthroat endurance? Nope! There may not even be a specific purpose in mind. An alteration on a classic fantasy, perhaps – bound in place underneath her desk, my throat full of her strap-on as I am utterly ignored, while she gets on with far more important things. Can’t have me making any slutty little gagging noises then, you know? Might distract her from her work, and that’s just no good. Deepthroating a strap is one of those things where I do wonder sometimes just how much the Domme really gets out of it. I mean, there’s not exactly anything being physically stimulated for them there, after all. But then, I think about how much I would enjoy the sight of having Mistress standing over me, as I kneel before her length. How thrilling it would be to feel it ka-chunk into place right there, deep in my throat. In theory, there’s not much being directly stimulated for me there, either, other than the inside of my throat (which is hardly a typical sex organ). But in practice… It’s hot as hell. And why shouldn’t that be just as effective from the other side?
But, y’know, ultimately, it’s a skill that she wants me to have, and really that’s all that matters. It’s just so much better when she decides my thoughts, my skills, my actions. My everything. Thanks for reading.
Service and Sluttery 