This being cunt brain.
Everytime I blink it’s like a second of a dirty image plays in my head.
My cunt is dripping and pulsing and…..my brain is foggy.
I have too many very important things to do. The results of all of my edges, days ago are now coming to a head.
Sir said I can edge with the binder after my meetings. Sometimes the pain puts me back together.
Right now….I’m not functioning well. All I think is damn all my toys are packed, all I have is the hitachi out. The whore In me just wants to say “screw this day” and go home, watch porn and beg sir to cum..plead and cry for him.
I know I can’t do this.
I know I won’t be home for another 8 hours at least.
I’m mushy, wet, needy and too busy to make it stop…..
Ugh poor you! I have almost perpetual “cunt brain” these days. It either makes me ridiculously productive (trying to burn off that energy/frustration) or it renders me completely useless.
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Yes! See I’ve been so type a and stressed that as soon as Sir went home….my cunt went dry. Now that I can breathe a little, it has come back to life with a vengeance!!!
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