Zod is Bread (The second of what may be many journals; also probably a bit NSFW)

Perhaps We Should Leave's picture

And so another day passes.

My sort-of-lover is getting a house, which may mean we're going to see each other again. I also owe him money.

My other lover has been unfairly accused of harassment. I am trying hard not to learn who the syphilitic horse-monkey is that accused him, as if I knew, they would likely be sent a box full of fire-ants.

Still looking for a goddamn job; learned that a lot of banks are trans-friendly. Many fucks were whatted.

Oh yes. My other lover and I are going to set up a D/s contract for a 'trial run', as it were. I expect him to be a jolly good sub, as he's pretty much a natural and has the obsessive desire to please that well suits a 'servant'. Plus I get to indulge in my more sadistic urges again. Which is so lovely. Lately I've discovered the joys of drawing blood with one's teeth (not very difficult for me, I possess extraordinarily sharp teeth and I have very little sense of how hard I am biting someone); it's a damn good thing the boy's a serious masochist. Of course, the downside is that he's hornier than I've ever been (that's saying something) and given that the estrogen has been seriously downplaying my libido, his constant begging can get tiresome. Although denying his constant, increasingly desperate pleas to fuck him can be terribly enjoyable in and of itself. He can be so pathetic- but unfortunately for him, while I'm reportedly good at cuting my own way into getting what I want, I'm pretty immune to someone trying to cute me into doing something. Reportedly, anyways.

I'm falling asleep. So I leave you with these words:

When the land of shadow infests your silverware drawer, get used to the blood of your as-of-yet unborn children dripping endlessly from your spoons. And no, there's not that much blood in a normal human body.

Cheers! I love you all.

Comments

elph's picture

So... do I assume correctly...

that if so motivated, you remain physically quite quite capable of obliging his desires?

Does the estrogen also interfere with your practice sessions? Do you ever give serious thought to just tossing the estrogen... as it may truly be compromising your innate libido?

Perhaps We Should Leave's picture

Goodness

Yes, I'm capable. It doesn't mean I wish to. XD

It's more that I'm not constantly desiring sex. I'd never toss the estrogen because it's pretty much making my life livable; without it, transition would not be happening.

I don't see losing some of my libido as bad, just a thing that's happening. Sex isn't the most important thing in life. Besides, he needs to learn patience. And it's fun to watch him squirm.

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In conclusion,

I am the Walrus, koo-koo kachoo. Q.E.D., bitches.