I did something this morning without asking. I should have asked, but I didn’t. It felt good, oh so good, until it didn’t. It does not feel good when I don’t follow the rules.
Now corrective action has to be taken. Amongst other things, I must touch myself at least once each day for the next week but am not allowed to climax.
I should have asked.
This was a Sinful Sunday I will have to pay for.