I’ve been aware lately that I’ve not posted here for a
while. My long-term chastity experience
had reached one of its occasional plateaus where nothing much seems to be
happening. I was beginning to wonder
what I could write about. But then…
Tuesday May 29.
I had a violent nocturnal ball emptying during the night of Tuesday/Wednesday. For several nights preceding this I’d had my
sleep repeatedly disturbed by intense cbt sessions. These had me writhing around in the bed with
Goddess’s name on my lips while my cock and balls were teased and tormented by
the restrictions of my very prolonged chastity.
As ever I knew who was really doing it to me and the thought of that, as
ever, produced the familiar circle of denial and arousal. These events kept on coming night after
night. I was so knackered at work from
lack of sleep! The nocturnal cbt
sessions had never clustered like that before so I was going to write about
that and the delights of being tortured like this by my beloved, beautiful and
unattainable Goddess. However, it turned
out theses things were merely the preliminary tremors of something else and
events overtook the speed at which I compose these things. I find it easier if I have a little distance
between ‘me’ and the event I’m describing.
On the Tuesday night at about 0300 I was woken
from dreaming about something which had probably been ticking away in the subconscious
for a while but evaporated instantly as the eruption began. I woke
up with the most brutal violent orgasms battering their way out of my
restricted cock. And they didn’t seem to
stop, they just went on and on. It was
so unexpected and so intense and it wasn’t me doing it; it felt like
I was being thoroughly and pitilessly milked. Afterwards I was exhausted and in
something like a state of shock. There
was cum everywhere. Well, not everywhere. It wasn’t running down the walls. I hauled myself out of bed, stumbled into the
bathroom to clean myself up, and then crawled back into bed.
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| I've no idea what I wss dreaming about. Perhaps it was something like this. Perhaps it wasn't. |
Wednesday morning, having not been disturbed again, I woke a
little more refreshed than previous nights and set off for work as normal…
