Putting the WC on the Clock

This morning we have some advice via our Senior Correspondent to share with our Western Correspondent. But first a follow up on yesterday’s post about the “shock collar”. I must say I was assuming that the collar was really for pets, or maybe necks, but “anonymous” did pass on this post from “Male Chastity Journal” that demonstrates the ability of a Mistress to strap one of those little suckers around the base of a submissive male’s cock and balls already equipped with a cock cage.

Ouch!

Fortunately, Mistress has not placed this item on her Amazon “wish” list just yet, though she might have wished for one last night, when we attended a political fundraiser in town. It certainly would have curbed any thought I might have had to stray from her side for even a moment. (Not that I did, I might add…. But what can a little extra deterrence hurt?)

Now, back to the WC. 

As our loyal readers know, he has a knack for exercising his special occasion cock throughout the work day and beyond. His penchant to burn through  large drums of high end lubricant almost broke the bank here at UCTMW, and caused several rounds of budgetary retrenchment.

But one thing we have never documented (for science of course) is how long the WC typically takes from unzipping to rezipping. Does he go for multiple quickies, or does he enjoy dragging out each self- encounter with his impressive specimen of manhood? 

Over the weekend, Donna passed along a post from a blog called “The People Your Mother Warned You About” suggesting that guys not subject to a “not touch” rule (like yours truly) should extend their moments of “self-abuse” as long as possible to train themselves to better please their “better halves” in the sack. Here is an excerpt:

The most important part first: Don’t rush through your petting session with the one-eyed monster. A weightlifter lifts as much weight as they can and a marathon runner runs as far as they can. Do the same with your stamina for the bedroom. Make it last as long as you can as often as you have the time to. When you rush through three minute fap sessions, you are training your brain to rush toward busting that nut. That leave seventeen minutes of recalling baseball stats or picturing your grandmother in the shower (which, by the way, who the fuck suggests this? That’d make me get dressed and go home to drink myself to a black out and leave my partner really confused). In the Navy we said “train like you fight”…well, train like you fuck. Sex is an important part of a healthy life so you really ought to train for it anyway, just as you train to stay fit or stay sharp at your job.

Secondly, use lubrication when you choke the dolphin. The brand doesn’t matter at all. You can even use some Oil of Olay rejuvenating whats-its to keep you dick looking young and wrinkle free. Just use it. Tune your nerves to deal with as close of an approximation of a pussy as you can. Pussies are wet, warm and fucking magical! You need to tune your nerves.

Well we know the WC uses plenty of high priced lube. But what about the other advice provided here, Miguel: Do you go for a quick burst of fun, or do you take the opportunity to train the SOC for those moments when the lovely B wants your complete attention.

Maybe we can put your cock  on the clock for a few weeks and publish the results in some upscale medical journal.

It’s all for science.