O Fantasma ...
Today's film interlude was a Portuguese film about a young working-class man who realizes he has a thing for cops and motorcycle dudes and then, as he furtively pursues these desires, eventually goes completely feral. No plot, per se. No exposition. Just a fella who disintegrates under the self-reflecting glare of his own desires. This film would not be acceptable to either the Right or the Left in 2020 USA. He's both gay and deplorable ;-)
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So ... now I'm locked with the metal cage and a padlock (why wasn't this always the obvious solution), and I'm going to leave the keys at the condo for two weeks. Yesterday Sir Zero had offered me permission to unlock but I'm determined right now to stay fucking locked without recourse for weeks.
Yet my OCD says, "What if the condo burns down, or there's a nuclear war, and I can't retrieve the keys ever, and I spend the rest of my life with a locked cock?" Well, yes, in a future without bolt cutters. So what do I do? I order a 24" bolt cutter for the house. Just in case of nuclear war.
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The last time I was locked in the metal cage without a key, I did have an emergency key, but it was inside a realtor's lockbox and only Sir Zero knew the combo.
No emergency key this time. I'll have to drive to the condo.
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We don't know yet whether K's boyfriend will get a job in Portland in time to avoid signing a new lease. They'll either move within the next month, or they'll stay put until next year. I told K my bias is to keep them here until after the Vaccine, but I'm trying to be as supportive as I can be of what is best for them. Meanwhile, I'm talking about moving to a different hemisphere, LOL. In 7 years and 1 month. The seasons would be all fucked up down there! Freezing in July! Heh, Montevideo actually has a pretty mild climate. Hmmm.
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Part of me just wants to stay locked up without an orgasm until the Vaccine. With Sir Ben AWOL until then, and Sir Zero playing a reduced intermittent role, it's solely up to me.
Right now it's been about 3 weeks since I had an orgasm. Lock me up. Keep me locked up. My inner Sir goes to the mat with my inner boy, pinning me down, I surrender. My multiple BDSM personality disorder ;-)
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So ... now I'm locked with the metal cage and a padlock (why wasn't this always the obvious solution), and I'm going to leave the keys at the condo for two weeks. Yesterday Sir Zero had offered me permission to unlock but I'm determined right now to stay fucking locked without recourse for weeks.
Yet my OCD says, "What if the condo burns down, or there's a nuclear war, and I can't retrieve the keys ever, and I spend the rest of my life with a locked cock?" Well, yes, in a future without bolt cutters. So what do I do? I order a 24" bolt cutter for the house. Just in case of nuclear war.
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The last time I was locked in the metal cage without a key, I did have an emergency key, but it was inside a realtor's lockbox and only Sir Zero knew the combo.
No emergency key this time. I'll have to drive to the condo.
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We don't know yet whether K's boyfriend will get a job in Portland in time to avoid signing a new lease. They'll either move within the next month, or they'll stay put until next year. I told K my bias is to keep them here until after the Vaccine, but I'm trying to be as supportive as I can be of what is best for them. Meanwhile, I'm talking about moving to a different hemisphere, LOL. In 7 years and 1 month. The seasons would be all fucked up down there! Freezing in July! Heh, Montevideo actually has a pretty mild climate. Hmmm.
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Part of me just wants to stay locked up without an orgasm until the Vaccine. With Sir Ben AWOL until then, and Sir Zero playing a reduced intermittent role, it's solely up to me.
Right now it's been about 3 weeks since I had an orgasm. Lock me up. Keep me locked up. My inner Sir goes to the mat with my inner boy, pinning me down, I surrender. My multiple BDSM personality disorder ;-)