Recently, over the last few weeks, I have definitely been feeling more uptight.
Body tense, jaw clenched without even realising until I notice and then force myself to relax.
Clearly something is pent up inside.
Something needs to be released.
I can’t actually tell if it is anger or sexual frustration… maybe both.
I look forward to releasing myself next weekend, using it as an object to receive my pent up anger and frustrations, unable to escape my attacks.
The thought of the cattle prod makes me smile to myself, it might accidentally rip its balls off if they are trapped in a humbler when it is zapped. The way it jumps. The look of fear in its eyes… Delicious. Arousing.
Having it bound, on it’s back, laying there helplessly, being fucked relentlessly in the ass by a machine, whilst it alternates between chocking on my cock, being smothered by my pussy and ass, gasping for air and having its balls cock and balls abused into oblivion… Delightful. Sensory overload.
Using its mouth as my personal piss pot, watching it choke down every last drop.
Harsh beatings for its numerous failures. I want to leave it black and blue all over.