Yeah, the sick fucking was better than sick and not fucking.
Today was a pretty fall day outside though. I went for a walk with Mystique and then we did our grocery shopping together.
Earlier this morning, before I even got out of bed, with Master's permission, I tried to masturbate, which didn't go well.
I guess there was a climax, of sorts, but it was anti-climactic, if that makes any sense.
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I hate sick. I can't shake it. And even when I'm disgustingly horny I can't get anywhere. Even with Sir's help. Ugh! I feel for you hon. Hope you feel better soon.
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