I haven't completely hit the wall full force yet, maybe just slowly rolling into it but my good attitude and resolve with this whole orgasm restriction thing leading up to vacation is beginning to grow thin.
It all started several nights ago with a single comment. Daddy informed me that apparently my task was too easy and I should be more challenged.
In the calmest voice I could muster, I explained that I was working hard not to whine or complain.
Inside I was really steaming.
Was being good...not good enough? I'm so confused...
Then the next night, I was told that the number of times I was expected to edge myself would increase daily until we went on vacation.
On top of that, my task would continue while we were on vacation and would still increase daily until we had an opportunity to do "something".
Well, anyone that has kids knows when you are vacation with them, the chances for adult activity is slim to none. Or at least it is for us.
I guess everything was fine as long as I could go through the motions feeling as if there were defined parameters with an end in sight. But changing it up, that threw me for a loop. Apparently, that is his prerogative though...or so I was reminded.
Plus, the random comments like...We will see how bad you need it and what you are willing to do to get it...aren't helping my nerves any.