Lately J has given me lots of room because of Jenny’s new baby. i’ve had to be there for her a lot, and he has been supportive of that. The only thing is now my leash has gotten so long I’ve started to choke myself with it.
Today is his 33rd birthday, so I made him a nice dinner last night. i love to make fancy dinners it makes me feel like Betty Crocker. He enjoyed it. i also bought him Matchstick Men. He liked it too.
i don’t know what’s wrong with me lately. i can’t cum. J is getting really aggravated with me, and says that he will be tightening the leash up very soon, reminding me of how things work around here. Usually when he says this kind of stuff it terrifies me… but not now. i’m actually looking forward to being back at his feet, the security that comes with being on the short leash.


