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My mind has become my own worst enemy. The small fantasies that play within it, just thinking about my Master triggers The Tingle. And the fantasies come unbidden while I'm following his orders, and linger on when the moment passes.

My own body begs me for more, for a couple more seconds of sweet interaction just enough to slip over that edge. And it doesn't stop begging for some time afterward. There is not enough entertainment on the internet to ignore it >.>

By Saturday I might be slightly unreasonable.