I noticed, in answer to a question to bitch-boy on his Q&A section of this blog, that he answered as follows:
“I do not know the exact date of the last time I had sexual intercourse. Once I was in chastity, Mistress Scarlet began gradually reducing the frequency of me penetrating her, the times became longer and longer apart until one day it just never happened again. Because I know which house we lived in at the time, I do know it was at least 7 years ago.
My last wank without another person present was even longer ago, as soon as the first chastity device was introduced.”
bitch-boy’s answer got me thinking about the evolution that has taken place regarding his ejaculations. Regular readers will know that (unless he is undergoing a serious punishment period for a serious infraction), he gets to ejaculate between once every ten days to two weeks (sometimes three weeks). I make his ejaculations forceful and powerful for him. I do so because he then knows just how much pleasure I am withholding from him on a daily basis, just because it amuses me to do so – and its cruel and controlling. And I take great pleasure from being cruel and controlling.
Something I had not really thought about was the degrading attributes that now accompany each of his ejaculations. I am amazed how these attributes moved from an occasional special torment, to become the normal state of affairs – without me thinking about this evolution. Attributes as follows:
I think it is probably three years since he ejaculated free from a session of dickie-discipline first. Probably in the last two years there has been at least one application of Deep Heat embrocation cream as part of every dickie-discipline session. He has been in serious bondage during every single ejaculation for about two years. Even if we are away staying in a hotel on a long holiday, the Deep Heat and his wrists secured to his collar, have been in play. It must be two years since he ejaculated free of the taste of my piss or his semen in his mouth, thanks to the ice chunks and funnel gag. Even on holiday he will have been pissed on in a walk-in shower, and into his mouth, before moving to the bondage/ejaculation stage.
And it is unimaginable to me that , in the future, not even a single one of his ejaculation events will ever be any different, unless I have found ways to make them even more degrading or controlled. This evolution thing, over the years – is hard to keep tabs on. What starts as a special twist, ends up as an integral part without one realising it. Its interesting.