The Labor Day holiday weekend was a good one. I played with my puppy buster… denying him one night and then allowing his “release” after he’d fulfilled an obligation. At the start of the weekend I had received three new pairs of shoes from him so he was also rewarded with new shoe photos. I’ve started buster on my new charm bracelet. It is his job to fill it with cute trinkets so if you see the Amazon wishlist I set up for charms, they are his to buy. Everyone else can realize their Abigail-spoiling dreams on my regular wishlist.
Speaking of my wishlist, I have a promising new puppet whose job is to clean my list. Shopping puppet is only allowed to buy items I’ve added in previous months. So he gets to pick up the tab on everything you slackers miss. Since my birthday is next month, hopefully there won’t be much left for him to purchase so maybe I’ll just take his money instead… or add more to the wishlist. lol
Now on to the subject I teased you about in the title: petproject has a fascination with sleep deprivation so I took full advantage of the long weekend. We started last Thursday with lots of attention and teasing on my part and lots of lube, edging and money on his part. There wasn’t any forced intoxication because I wanted him awake as long as possible. At first “as long as possible” was the goal. As the weekend progressed I had petproject pouring on the lube (literally… and it was a mess) to stroke, sucking one fake cock and, for the first time ever, taking his HUGE black dildo in his ass. All on cam. All great fun! Around Sunday we started talking about how many hours he’d been awake and the number was high. Even while I slept he was typing regularly in yahoo chat so I could make sure he didn’t fall asleep. As I watched his mind deteriorate and his fantasies become darker, I decided the new goal would be a full 100 hours of no sleep. That meant he had to stay awake until Monday morning. I wake up Monday afternoon and he’s still up (with more ass play all on his own). The poor thing went past the point where he was too tired to actually sleep. Later that evening, he’s still awake so I started him on the alcohol. At midnight I tell him to get the big, black dildo out again… and that’s when he passed out. LOL The next day I took pity on him and pushed him towards his only orgasm in almost a week. Without it he wouldn’t have been able to function at all. So much fun. hahaha
In addition to all of that, a few new hopefuls came around. I see more tease and denial, panty fetish and strap on training in their futures. Yes, a very good holiday weekend.