Notes: Endless

I wrote this over a few sittings.

When I write out my fantasies,

I get super horny.

Editing with a boner for hours.

This one though, has turned me into a teenager again.

I've been whacking off constantly

with a surprising volume each time

and an even more surprising velocity!

I've just ruined a clean t-shirt

having massively overshot

the layer of tissue I had put down.

I started writing this on Friday night

and it's Sunday afternoon now

and I am happy with it.

It went through some big changes.

It started as a single scene

and a much happier ending.

Just an especially challenging task

full of denial and temptation

given by a switchy mistress who likes to gamble.

At the end she tells him

that this was his one chance to fuck her.

Of course she would have punished him for it

and of course she's going to punish him now

for the things he did to her.

"I was just following orders" is never a good defence.

I love predicaments where it's your own fault.

You missed your chance - to hurt someone, to fuck someone, to escape -

and then have that thrown in your face,

doubling your suffering.

But this guy's suffering is no fun at all.

He's broken.

And she is not a nice person.

Something horrible should happen to her.

I wonder what.