I’ve just received an invitation to a private party on Saturday, a “Wild & Wanton Watersports Spectacular” and I can wait, The only problem is my cock. I have a wonderful Shenis that I like using in public (it’s what they wre designed for, apparently), since I’ve a tendency to be a tad bladder shy when I’m feeling enthusiastic. It’s funny, the more into it I am, the harder it can get sometimes.
My Shenis, which I think I should have several of, not just one, has the problem of not being, let’s, say, an inbuilt cock. So I left it behind at some party months, ago, I think it was at the First Inaugural Strapon Party. Well, wild parties, you have to lose something or it won’t be wild at all, it would be far too civilized if I went back home with my arsenal intact.
So a few days after the party, I receive this email from the friend whose venue e used: “you left your cock in my apartment.” Fine, he’d left his gas mask and N20 inhaler at mine, so fair do’s. That’s the thing about being a Domme in London, running around from place to place, to make horribly, delightful things to people, always perfectly heeled and fully equipped. And London is a big city!
So I mourned the temporary loss of my Shenis and carried on with my life, feeling ever so slightly emasculated, but with my head in other bits of kit, other experiments to perform on willing specimens.
Bestowing my golden blessings upon my subjects.
Until this invitation arrived, and I decided that yes, I did need my Shenis now, it would be the most fun piece of kit at a party that promises – aherm! fountains of golden youth. I giggled at the footnote in the invitation: “BYO – This is a bring your own drinks event.” Snigger.
But the giggles soon died out. Switched my mobile on to this message from the person who was supposed to have found it, and kept it safe for me: “sorry, I can’t find your cock, I must have put it somewhere, but I can’ remember where”, (not the first time a gentleman makes such a claim, by the way). So it’s missing. One of my favourite cocks is missing. As a fully prepared, fully armed Mistress, I have many cocks to choose from, but only one shenis. Or one ex-Shenis. Oh, woe!
This is a Shenis, perhaps one of womankind’s finest inventions.