Happy Holidays and hope the New Year brings you joy and satisfaction! That is all.

How It All Began

It started simple enough, nothing more than a game at first. One night while we were sitting on the couch watching a movie, she reached over and fished my cock out of my pajama pants.

Slowly at first, she began stroking, male me grow harder and harder. She smiled, chuckled a little bit and kept going. After about ten minutes, I was ready to explode, the first drop of precut already running down swollen head.

Suddenly she stopped, my cock twitching, just throbbing there. She looked at me with a quizzical glint in her eye, "What? I have to go to the bathroom. It'll give you time to calm down. No touchy." She giggled. And with that she stood up and walked away, with that intentional hip swaying, ass shaking walk.

I sat there stunned, feeling the cum building up, wanting to escape. Than slowly subsiding, leaving a dull, aroused ache. I just sat there, stunned, staring at my cock as the twitching subsided and the precut dripped more steadily. "I wonder what her point is." I pondered to myself.

After a few minutes I here her coming back from the bathroom, except this time, wearing nothing but a thong, her nipple rings glistening in the light. She had a mischievous smile on her face as she sat back next to me. I felt her sliding across my leg, gring my cock firmly and begin to stroke again.

She looked down, seeing the precut and smiled. "Precum tastes the best!" And with the leaned over and sucked the head of my cock firmly, making me grow harder. She sat up with and smile and continued to stroke, turning her focus to back to the movie.

I could feel my orgasm building again. My cock harder l, my breathing growing more shallow and rapid, my manhood leaking like a dripping sink. Just as I thought I was going cum, she stopped. Stretching her hands over her head, and looked back at me with sly grin,"This movies great, isn't it?" She asked coyly.  I nodded my head it was, unable to form words at the moment.

"Don't worry, you'll cum tonight. Hard. I just want to play a game with your cock for a while." She playfully said. And with that reached down and began slowly stroking, swirling the precum around the head of my twitching penis.

She continued to draw me close to the edge of pleasure than stop. Over and over and over again. With each passing time, my mind growing more and more blank, only focusing on my throbbing, dripping self, in a state of ecstacy. The movie became a , time passed by without a thought. The only thoughts were this mostly naked woman, my wife, and her hands playing her "game" with me.

She leans over and whispers in my ear, "Good boy, it's almost time for bed, we've been up watching movies for a few hours now." She began stroking faster, longer strokes, using the precum as lube around my cock. "Now, I want to cum. As you get closer and closer, I want you to think about something..." her words entering my ears, not registering them, only making me drive my hips into her hand, feeling the pleasure building. She stroked faster, whispering the first part of her plan, "I want you to think about me doing this to you while someone else fucks me". With that she pushed me over the edge, I groan, my cock twitching, spurting long streams of thick cum. She smiles, giggles and leans over and whispers, "This is only the beginning...."

I miss the people I used to talk to on here and the journal entries of so many others. Well, I suppose it is time to find a new group of friends! Hopefully I find some of those from the past and make some new friends along the way!

Fracturing Your Mind

If the world did exist where I could do as I pleased, where the breaking of a woman was not illegal or frowned upon, the fun that would bring. Perhaps some loophole exists currently to this, whether through contract or agreement, where a woman could submit herself to the process allowing someone to irreversibly break her mind.

It would start simple enough, a small room, barely enough room to stand, a cold concrete floor beneath your feet. You notice the collar poking into the flesh on your neck, than realize it is the only thing you are wearing. The dim lights make your eyes squint as you reach around in the near darkness, feeling out the room around you. You discover nothing. Only four walls, the grates covering the little light in the room, and a few others you have no clue what they are.

And this is where the fun begins, well, at least for me. Suddenly the lights become blindingly bright,  I see your eyes blinking as they try to adjust. You hear an automated voice slowly begin to speak. "Welcome. We will now begin your training. For this stage of the training, the rules are simple. There is only one rule. Do not sleep. The purpose of this exercise is to completely break your mind, to make you compliant. To erase your identity. Good luck." The speaker suddenly cuts off. I can see you looking around in bewilderment, wondering what is about to happen.

The speakers cut on, uncomfortably loud. Mantras repeating over and over, binaural beats throbbing in the background. What do they say? I can see your head tilting, trying to make out the words. The sudden realization on your face is priceless. "You are not a human. You are a toy. Your worth is only the pleasure you provide your masters. You are worthless. You can be replaced." The speaker drones on and on, over and over.

I watch you curl up in the corner, hands pressed against your ears, tears begin to stream down your face. You realize how vulnerable,  exposed and afraid. You have no idea how much time has passed, all you know is you are incredibly tired, your eye lids begin to droop.

I stand there, watching the monitor, getting ready to savor these next few moments. You see, the collar you were fitted with serves two purposes.  To measure your heart rate and deliver a painful shock. When the collar registers that you are falling asleep, it simply shocks you. Each time you try, it increases in strength.

I watch jolt awake, your body arching as the current passes through you, I see your mouth open as if you're screaming. I grin to myself.  The system is in place, maybe I'll come back in few days and check on you. We'll see how broken your mind is, than we can begin with your programming.