Tragedy!…. And prostate milking

Yesterday, I suffered the tragic loss of my vibrating wand. I was using it while kazander fingered me when all of a sudden, it lost power and died. The first thing I did was check to make sure it was still plugged in.

It was.

Then I checked to see if it was overheating (which, due to the amount of time it can sometimes take to make me cum, is relatively common).

It wasn’t.

Then, in a sudden burst of insanity brought on by desperation, I fiddled with the dial again and again, willing the thing to turn back on. But it stubbornly remained dead, and none of my attempts to revive it made any difference.

I was devastated. Seriously guys, I could’ve cried. I felt like someone had killed my puppy.

Kazander thought it was hilarious. Until I grabbed him by his hair and made him finish the job with his tongue.

But I guess it was bound to happen sooner or later. It’s our most-used toy, and it’s lasted about a year. It cost 60 bucks, and I guess that a pretty good deal for the few hundred hours of play we got out of it. Still, it sucked to lose it.

Needless to say, I went out and bought another one that same night, and we broke it in as soon as the baby was put to bed.

I’m still in the middle of denying kazander a real orgasm. It’s been a week, and I finally decided to milk his prostate and release some of that fluid. And let me tell you, it’s not as easy as you’d think. But I bought a prostate massager that attaches to my wand that should help. And hopefully, it’ll arrive sometime tomorrow.

It’s cute how horny he is after being given a ruined orgasm though. He was still begging to be allowed to cum again. But the only thing he can hope for is a ruined orgasm for the forseeable future.

Give and Take

So there are some definite advantages to reproducing. For the more old-school types, you get the whole my-legacy-lives-on thing. And if you’re one of those nurturing types, you get a cute little dress-up doll who may or may not grow up resenting you. Ah, but what the hell. No matter what you do, there’s a reasonably high chance the kid is going to need extensive therapy/resent you/become estranged/whatever. Since I’m not necessarily old-school, and I’ve certainly never been described as overly-nurturing, neither of those things appeal to me. So it may surprise some to discover that kazander and I have a kid.

Why in the blue hell am I talking about a kid on a femdom blog, you may ask? Well, because that little terror, as cute as she may be, has had a massive impact on our lifestyle. For example, trying to make this cuckolding thing happen is exponentially more difficult because we have to coordinate kazander’s schedule with Spooky’s schedule AND we have to coordinate those schedules with our babysitter’s schedule. Frustrating as all hell.

It probably also wouldn’t be appropriate to have kazander crawl around naked, in chastity, with a pig-tail butt plug while she’s around (now THAT would be a new take on “daddy issues”). Luckily for us, she goes to bed at 9, and I have the rest of the night to do whatever I wish to him. Speaking of which, that chastity device is looking AWFULLY lonely there on top of my dresser.

On the plus side, she’s almost two and can now do simple chores that I just don’t wanna do. And as she gets older and masters more of those pesky motor skills, she’ll be able to do more stuff that I don’t wanna do. So, there’s that. Also, now I have an entire person that I can control and shape into a successful adult. And, for a Napoleonic power-monger like me, that’s a pretty significant bonus. She’s also the most unintentionally funny person I’ve ever known. Oh, and since Mother’s Day is tomorrow, I get all kinds of special treatment for having grown a person. I’m definitely looking forward to going to Texas De Brazil tomorrow night. Oh, and my parents are footing the bill. Score!

So, as with everything else, there are pros and cons to having a kid, and having a kid certainly changes part of the D/s dynamic. While my word is law on most things, I fully expect kazander to step up and be the strong, assertive father his daughter needs. And he’s done a pretty good job of that. Sometimes our dynamic changes minute-by-minute. It’s confusing.

Anyway, so pros and cons. Give and take. I have to give up a little bit of freedom as far as when I can beat the living hell out of kazander. But I get free, 24/7 entertainment in the form of my very, very weird and entertaining daughter.