Lately, I found myself craving being more physical and more rough and punishing. My attitude always was that I much prefer to get inside his head than to inflict pain. But it’s something I’ve been recently thinking over, because I’ve realized that I do enjoy it a little more than I used to. I wonder if it’s a shift in my preferences, or if my mind is just getting bored and wants to explore all the hidden corners to see what’s there. It wouldn’t be the first time. How can I know what I like if I don’t try it? So I just do and then see what sticks with me. 🤭

I think my original “mistake” was not fully grasping that the body is just another path into his head. I think I’ve mentioned it before, but I really love letting him know I own him. Or better yet, letting him feel I own him. That’s something I didn’t appreciate enough. His mind has no other choice than accepting his submission to me, since he’s letting me do anything I want with him. Though to be fair, I don’t want to exaggerate my session, because in the end I just gave him a couple of dickslaps. But that’s still a significant shift for me, because not so long ago, I would have hesitated to slap him just once. But I kinda start liking it more and more. I love switching the pace, to make him feel really good, play with his dick with my oiled up hands, without him knowing when it might sting 🤭

So happy I built the table, which I can use as a gloryhole, when I don’t want to be lying down. Adding the barrier between us adds more than it’s taking away. I often love to play with his nipples and watch his face change depending on what I do. But it also changes what I do, because after a few years of playing together, I can read him pretty well, even under his mask by now. So putting this all away, to basically reduce him to just dick and balls, is both thrilling and liberating. Obviously, I have no issues with object permanence; that’s a cognitive test I passed long ago 🤭 I am well aware that Luke exists on the other side of it. But not seeing him, not even knowing if he’s biting his lips in excitement or fear, is making it easier for me to just slap him however I feel like. 😈 I guess the physical barrier is lowering my mental barriers, allowing me to explore myself and hold back a little less. It’s still quite personal and I wouldn’t want it any other way, but reducing his presence is way more fun than I expected it to be. 🤭

Anyway, I do enjoy edging and teasing sessions like these. It’s like spicy food. I wanted to give him a stretch out of the cage and edge him, because even after all this time, he just can’t get used to it. Funny how a simple handjob makes him strain his cage and throw any mental balance he might have out the window. He experienced this so many times, but it just never fails. He’s leaking and whimpering just like the first time. 😈 For a moment, I have his whole attention in the palm of my hand. And it makes him so devoted and attentive later, once I cage him again. It won’t ever get old … but after a while of doing that, I think adding a little spice is making it even better.🤭