Day Two

This morning I woke up with a feisty erection. I knew it would be one of those days when just about anything will turn me on. Generally I try and keep this feeling all day by viewing porn, thinking about my favourite fantasies, and, finally, I masturbate before going to bed at night. I can make it last all day and it’s like a tease and denial with a pay off.

Of course there will be no pay-off for quite a while at the moment. This isn’t going to stop me torturing myself.

I have a pair of women’s Puma sport pants which are very tight and perfect for this sort of day as they keep me aware of the excitement all day. So I decided to wear them today in lieu of the cage.

Most of the day I have been thinking porno thoughts. For some reason an old fantasy popped into my head and I’ve more or less gone with it all day. It’s kept me on edge, particularly when I was mowing.

It’s an odd fantasy because it started as a dream I had when I was with K and during our cuckolding times. I don’t normally remember my dreams but this one was quite vivid and affected me so much that I enlarged it into a fantasy that grew and grew over quite a long time.

In the fantasy I am the plaything of a rich man. While I’m definitely me, I have been having hormone therapy and surgery so I’m really a she-male. I live in a granny flat at the bottom of this guy’s garden. He has a family and they all live in the ‘big ‘ouse’. He wants me to be available to him whenever he needs me so I never leave. I wear a lot of leotards and quite like the fact that you can’t see my cock when I wear them.

That’s all the background there is and the fantasy generally involves him arriving, saying nothing and me servicing him but then, for some reason, a new twist started popping up. K would arrive.

Apparently (there was more back story) I had just vanished one day and no one knew where I went. K had come to find me. It had taken a while but she now wanted me to come home with her.

From this point it all got a bit silly with her feeling me up and then the guy arriving for a blow job etc, etc. However, I think the whole thing is quite odd. At the time this started as a fantasy, I was living a wonderful fantasy life. I can’t figure why my brain needed to make this up when all I had to do was imagine K having sex with a real person! Very weird.

Anyway...it still works. I’ve had an erection all day.