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Well, I tried to masturbate again and the experiment was, as the scientists say, ‘not replicable’ so today I am totally horny, totally at the mercy of my chastity device, and my Mistress is far away. She told me at one point she was going to mail me the key as she was going to be out of town, but I guess that’s just more exquisite torture.

I went to the S&M club last night for a couple of hours. I have trouble meeting people there and I definitely have trouble asking for what I want. I look, I think, somewhat like a top, when at heart I’m a bottom. Moreover, there’s a cadre of older guys who just look, and I don’t want to be like them. So, I’m going to go buy myself some leather or vinyl club clothes. I look ridiculous in drag, but that humiliation is part of what I crave.

Playing around with my new high speed internet, I saw a video from the Other World Kingdom. The interesting part about it was that the Dominatrix was torturing a guy about my age with a nice set of breasts. The guy was pretty ugly, but he had a nice rack. Makes me wonder.

Lastly, on days when I don’t go to work, I don’t drink as much coffee as I do when I do go to work, and then I wake up with a terrific headache. Two solutions present themselves – First, cut down on coffee all the time, Second, drink more coffee on the weekends.

I wish Mistress Katja was in town, I really would like to see her.