“I was there at noon until 3 PM. _____ left for a meeting at around 2. She put me back in chastity right away and then I started on my housework. I washed the cover for the comforter, cleaned the kitchen, swept and mopped all the floors, dusted the clothes closet and the livingroom shelves. I also cleaned the coffee grinder and the toster oven.
I had to scrub the stainless steel sink. ______ didn’t like the job I did the last time but she said I did it right this time when she texted me.
I mean the job on the stainless sink
I did everything in three hours Tasha.
That was all I had to do today. I dropped off some dry cleaning for her when I left at 3 PM Tasha. She had me just wearing my socks today when I cleaned Tasha.”
last night i am told that i gave head in a booth at some bar in williamsburg, then i fell on my face outside in the snow. the plan was to meet for one drink. this about sums up today.
when i was about 23 i met this rockabilly guy at some bar in chicago. he gave me a ride home on his bike and i invited him in for yet another drink. at the time, i lived in this garden loft that we called the dungeon because it was so awful. it was late, like 2 am. i don’t remember exactly how this played out, but within 15 minutes i had my fist shoved right up his ass. i was whispering all sorts of crazy shit in his ear, like how he’s gonna get ass raped in jail by big dudes named bubba. he was loving it. i used a Bath and Bodyworks Vanilla lotion for lubrication. i will never ever forget the smell of that lotion.
