Thursday, March 17, 2011

Progress up to March 16, 2011

I'm startled to notice that its already been a month since i've begun training. Time seems to have no meaning. It never does really. 3 hours can fly by like it was 20 minutes. and that 3 hours is never ever enough time.


Ive been learning the basics of boot worship, in terms of the upkeep and care of leather boots. Very soon i will be acquiring a pair to restore and practice with.

Oral service training and Anal training have begun again, the former a work in progress, the latter much to my delight. Ive been using my medium sized plug for 90 mins at a time.

The other day, i was granted permission to play with clove oil again for the first time in a very long time. i had forgotten the initial painful burn that comes with it, but that burn turns into a pleasurable radiating heat that forces your bits to involuntarily get very wet.

I'm glad that even though my tolerance for impact pain has disappeared, my enjoyment of applied pain remains intact.

I decided that i needed a new, more realistic toy to aid in my oral service training. I purchased one and it arrived today. Much bigger than i expected. Too big to be honest. Ive always been very tight vaginally but could handle the average vibes and my ex's cock with no issues. This toy has a 5" girth which is proving too much for me. I could get the head and about 1" in before i had to stop from the pain. Priding myself on being an anal slut, i cleaned up the toy and tried there. same problem. only the head and barely before the pain proved to be unbearable.

Emotionally, this is proving to be a crushing disappointment for me because i feel like i'm failing in my service, and will prove to be of no use. Ive already lost my masochisim, possibly permanently. Shall i lose everything else as well?

i was told not to worry, and to progress slowly with my training. its that faith in my abilities that is keeping me from having a full on collapse of confidence.

as a positive conclusion, Ive very much enjoyed my transformation into a puppy. even making my own ears and learning about puppy play. i dont think im so keen on barking too much, more the pup side of needing attention and a firm but loving hand overseeing my training. Daddys pitbull. thats me... WOOF!

Stay tuned for more progressions and updates. My sore bits and I are going to bed

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