I do, however, have two new black sharpies and two new black gelpens so I can distract myself somewhat. I also have a mind that is determined today to plunge headlong into flashes of more-kinked-than-usual fantasy. Seriously, when every time you close your eyes you see a row of naked bodies chained spread-legged, arms behind their backs, to a wall... just waiting... yeah. If I don't drag it back promptly my mind starts going off into the fantasy, picking one, dragging them off to a convenient room, or occasionally going behind the scenes, seeing them being shipped in, broken, bound for the first time... watching what is done to them by others, enjoying the chance to just sit back and delight in how thoroughly one human can torment, arouse, degrade, or delight another... so many lovely mental images.

And here's me with the beginnings of a yeast infection from the surgeries followed by antibiotics, STILL not supposed to be having sex of any sort yet, still tender enough that masturbation is unpleasant... yeah.

Grr.

Makes me wish I could snap my fingers and teleport a certain someone - or several someones, for that matter, here so I could at least watch, even if I can't DO jack in the way of sex.

Besides, beatings only involve chest and arm muscles, if you do 'em right. *smirk*

On a side note, I seem to be gradually getting back into the frequently-updating habit, much more than I had been for a while. Time to go tidy up the archives soon.