7 days. On the 18th I will once again be at my Master's mercy face to face, hand to hand as it were. Until then, every day, every hour not spent sleeping or at work, is met with fruitless masturbation. I'm supposed to work myself close to that edge, near the sweet fall of release, but without actually toppling over.
It's only day 1, and already the tingle has become almost ever present. I even enjoyed my day, sleeping in after a long day of work. Reveling in the fact that my 12 hour shifts have been diminished to 8.
At least until I realized that was 4 more hours of fruitless teasing.
I probably shouldn't call it fruitless. I know there's a pot of gold at the end of this frustratingly long rainbow. I've been down this road before, but it's never been so bloody long. On a regular day I can be needy, horny, wanting, begging, and nearly insatiable.
I hope Master's ready to deal with whatever monster he may have created by the end of this week <3
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