I was majorly crazy before, I’m still somewhat crazy now, and I am okay with that. I’ve made a lot of progress. And I am not afraid to say the word “crazy” in reference to myself.
I go a few days to a week without an orgasm and haven’t died from it. Hell, I still have a strong sex drive. This doesn’t make my Owner an Asshole who ignores His greatest treasure. This makes Him an Asshole who gets off on denying me something.
I had a very dysfunctional relationship with orgasms when I started to date N. I couldn’t reach them due to a mental block. After a while, I could have them, but they were painful. I now have them plentifully and do not find it an affront to my past that they are controlled.
My Owner will freely admit that He is an Ass. My pet name for Him is Asshole. We are okay with this and don’t care if you aren’t.
I am not the center of my Owner’s universe and not only understand that but accept it.
I am a bisexual slut who lives monogamously and my psyche hasn’t imploded yet.