Jul 18, 2009

Sretching my nights

I haven't gone continuously buttplugged in a couple of weeks, because of varying work schedules, but I've been very assiduous about staying plugged while home. I am trying to sleep longer with the acrylic plug on my ass, but still have a hard time getting past a couple hours. After that, I have to take it out and use one of my smaller ones, which frankly feel quite small after the stretch of the acrylic plug. After all, that thing stretches my butthole 2.5" wide going in or out.

I am plugged now with the Pace. I can't help but chuckle every time I go to sit down on a hard surface and hear my ass go "clunk". And, thanks to the magic of the iPhone, I can post this today from Dunkin' Donuts. :)

Jul 2, 2009

Wednesday night

I can feel my heartbeat. My anus is pulsing in rhythm. I like this idea; my asshole and my heart tied together.

It's been a strange week. I'm back on the wagon for several days now, and the humidity is forcing me to sleep with windows wide open, blinds not quite closed. Surely the mailman has, by now, seen my bare butt, perhaps even discerned the plug lying snugly therein. I am not really that much of an exhibitionist, but the heat and humidity are mounting.

Tonight, I'm very relaxed. Paid bills, poured myself a stiff one, and slide my acrylic plug up my ass. This is the plug that I've been unable to sleep with through an entire night. Perhaps tonight will be the night. I know that if I experience discomfort, all I have to do is relube - but for some reason, I always have chosen to go with one of my other sleeping plugs, instead of relubing and going back to bed with the acrylic buttplug. It is a challenge.

My heart is ready for it; but is my butthole?