Mommy and I had a fairly relaxing weekend. On …

Mommy and I had a fairly relaxing weekend. On Saturday, we took a small road trip so she could pick up her new motorcycle, although we were both too tired at the end of the day to go to a biker bar so she could flirt with other men. However, at one point, as I was between her legs with the Magic Wand, she said she was fantasizing about a large biker bending her over her new bike and fucking her. She elaborated how he would take her roughly in the parking lot. She would wear a skirt, and he would bend her over, lift it up, and start fucking her hard on the motorcycle I bought for her. She also added "too bad you can’t fuck me." read more

Mommy created a Facebook account for this blog, and …

Mommy created a Facebook account for this blog, and I’ve gotten many new visitors from it quite suddenly. Its very nice to see that people find these thoughts interesting. It’s putting pressure on me to quickly upgrade the site, and I hope to do this within the next week. Then I can teach Mommy how to post her own thoughts too, and I think people will be interested to see the other side of our interactions. We focus on different details, we interpret the same circumstances differently. We have a lot we can learn from each other. read more

Mommy has also started writing about our experiences, and …

Mommy has also started writing about our experiences, and she showed me her thoughts on our first date, which were fascinating to read, to see the things she noticed, her thoughts on what was happening. I now understand better why she likes reading my blog. She also showed me a few of her writings on other topics, including her desire to own more slaves than just me. read more

Last week, Mommy had a date with her new …

Last week, Mommy had a date with her new friend, B. She once again sent me screen-shots of their texting exchange, in which they both seemed very eager to get together. They met up and rode on his bike for a while, and went to a bar for a drink. At each step of the way, Mommy texted me to let me know where she was and what she was doing. I asked her if she was excited, and she said "yes of course." And I admitted that I was too. I may have been even more excited than her! How I wished I could stroke my aching cock while I read those messages at work. read more

Last night, Mommy and I had a very nice …

Last night, Mommy and I had a very nice date, another perfect evening. She texted me earlier in the day saying that she wanted to take me out to dinner and asked me to choose a place to go. I chose a place that we had both talked about going to in the past, a very nice, new, restaurant with great drinks, great food and great atmosphere. It would be new to her, and I knew she would love it. read more

I always imagined what the effects of tease and …

I always imagined what the effects of tease and denial might be, but nothing could prepare me for the reality of it, the sheer power of it. And I wasn’t prepared for how quickly the effects would take hold. I thought I could go for a few months at least before the lack of release would start to torture me, but it has only taken a few weeks. What will I be like in a few months, a few years even? What will my thoughts be like, and what will I be willing to do under Mommy’s control? read more