Wednesday, May 25, 2022

Keep Mixing It Up

 What I mean by mixing it up is all about using different techniques to stay cleaned out verging on constipation, and the amount of lube, plug material, and diet.

I'm heading into 36 hours non-stop plugging. Understand that I usually give myself a break between evacuations, cleanup, and sometimes showering without a plug. But this time, I've unplugged for bowel movements about four times in the last 36 hours and wiped or douched and immediately replugged with no more than five or ten minutes during this process. 

What has changed? Just one thing. I'm still eating the same foods, still doing minimal cleanup, doing enemas a bit, but just to see if the water comes out clear. If it does back in goes the plug. I have been taking around two antidiarrheal, 2 mg tablets in a 24-hour cycle. The picture is of a generic brand of Imodium that I take, which contains exactly the same ingredients as the much more costly name brand. "Lopermide HCL" is the ingredient. I ordered this product from Life Sciences Pharmacy. This bottle contains 300 tablets. You go buy the same name brand product and you will pay around $6 for 12 tablets. I think I paid around $17.00 US for 300 tablets with this generic brand.

I'm monitoring my plugging in four-hour increments. At the end of four hours I walk around, squeezing my rectal muscles, sticking my butt out, and otherwise exercising my anus to see if I have to evacuate, or if it feels like I have to.  The one thing I have changed over this past few days is the amount of generic Imodium I'm taking. The product literature says not to exceed 4 tablets in 24 hours, so I've limited my intake to only 2 tablets in 24 hours. I've also researched this "Lopermide HCL" for long-term effects and, essentially, there are none. I've always had a busy, noisy gut and many foods give me gas, but with a change in diet years ago and watching the intake of certain leafy green vegetables, along with cutting out gas-causing vegetables, I now have a quiet gut. I've eliminated cokes and other sodas almost exclusively. I only drink a soda with an occasional hamburger when I go out to eat. I usually also cut my burger and other meal in half and take the rest home. 

You do what you have to do, just recognize that living plugged involves keeping your rectum plugged and that you have to share it with times when you evacuate waste. There's no way around this. You can wear a wedding band without ever taking it off, and it is made from material that the skin will accommodate without any side effects. You can't wear a carnival ring you might have won at a carnival because they're made out of inferior material. That's the same principle I use with my plugs: either metal or glass. Silicone is just not there yet as a material that won't affect your body in some way. But you decide; how much are you willing to give up to stay plugged as long as possible? If you have to constantly relube a silicone-based plug and you don't mind doing it, then that is perfectly fine. Just make sure that you're using high quality material, no matter which one it is.

My body would not accommodate silver metal in my rectum. But it doesn't have a problem with medical grade stainless steel. And Borosilicate glass is the best (for me), because it is strong, cleans up well, and never deteriorates. It is the type of glass that cookware is made of and can be vessels for food in an oven. It's great for cold and hot play.

As I have said many times, but which always comes back to me every day and every night, but especially in the warmer months, I am truly living my solo sexual bliss at home. During the warmer weather I stay butt naked in the house, slip out the back door into the back yard when the leaves on the bushes around the perimeter block views of me standing outside and taking a hands-free piss, masturbating in the sunlight (usually not to completion), and doing a few small jobs completely naked, and yes plugged. At night I feel more emboldened and can even go outdoors beyond the back yard.

In other places where I have lived I have actually taken night-time naked walks in my neighborhood. I don't do that here in the South, however, where people do seem to be a lot more modest at least about nudity. For example I went to the emergency room some months back with a constant pain in my stomach. Neither the nurses nor the doctor wanted me to change into a hospital gown (you know, like the one that you wear and your butt is exposed?) They kept me fully dressed and put monitoring patches on my skin on my chest and abdomen without allowing the nurse, or whoever, to actually see my skin!!! I would have very willingly disrobed and let it all hang out and I did in other states where only a minority of people actually go to church every Sunday. But not so, here, so I don't take naked strolls in my neighborhood, here in the South.

For me being naked and plugged is a non-stop solo-sexual experience that gives me blissful feelings of well-being and happiness, no matter what other shit hits the fan of life. I readily and unabashedly admit that I have always been a sexualized person. Even as a child I wanted to go naked, to the great shock and consternation of my mother, whom I no doubt freaked out when I asked her if I could go outside and play naked.

Growing up on a farm, I witnessed sex in their own way from every variety of animal we had on the farm, including pigs, cows, horses, dogs, rabbits, and cats—chickens? Not so much. The horses have the best looking, huge dongs on any animal, and they will develop a hard-on just standing in the field. So will I. On the farm I used to walk around with my dick out and play with myself, and I would do it in front of my cousins when they visited me or I visited them. We all knew not to tell our parents. Years later it was funny to hear one of my elderly aunts and my father laughing about the time that they got into a pissing contest, on who could pee into the spout of a teapot. My father obviously won that bet. They laughed pretty hard about that particular memory...but hey, humans and animals all have their sexuality, whether it's on display or hidden from everyone but our partners, and even then most of us have our own further hidden sexuality that we just don't share readily with anyone. That is why I love living alone right now. I would of course jump at the chance to live with my husband again, but we're working in different states and that's not going to change any time, soon. I also will not cheat on him, and so solo sexuality is the best solution to any of that. 

Naked

Plugged

Edging

Nothing else need interfere with that, and I can still get all my work done with very good concentration. I'm a self-employed person, and I work at home. I occasionally have clients come for long-term sessions when a project is coming to completion. I'm dressed during those times, but more than likely also plugged and secretly enjoying myself.

 




Balls Deep

4 comments:

  1. Another nice one! I have started eating some bread-like items before bed, as it produces a firm back-stop to produce clean bowel movements even if I have eaten nuts or trail mix during the day. Seems to be working!

    Calisia

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    1. What kind of bread. This sounds interesting.

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  2. I’m reading your posts in reverse order my apologies. Perhaps you have addressed this already in a previous post however you made mention here that you masturbate but not to finish. I’m curious if it’s because you have a similar issue to myself. In the past, if I came while plugged I’d often feel a need to remove the plug after. Sometimes I could fight through this urge but I really struggled. The solution for me was chastity and to for the most part cut stroking out completely. I certainly miss edging but for me, cumming would mean the end of plugging for at least a refractory period. I’m curious if you only edge and not fully release for the same reason. If not, do you have any tips on remaining plugged following an ejaculation? Maybe it’s just mind over matter. Sorry for the long winded question but you’ve peaked my curiousity! Sissy Ty

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  3. Ah, here we go...I'm now responding directly to your comment, here (July 4 4:10 p.m. I no longer feel the need to remove my plug if I come. I just milk my cock until I get every drop of cum out and then I meticulously eat it, which just fuels my horniness all the more. I stay in a state of horniness most of the time, although I can function quite well doing ordinary things. Sometimes I out shopping or at meetings and as you said, I just do kegel clinches to feel the plug and my sphincter tightening around it. You had mentioned somewhere about wishing you could keep a dildo (that looks more like a cock) in your ass, rather than the plug. I used to feel that way, but I don't any more. I have a very specifically designed plug that is so well engineered and designed that there is not a single place or surface or shape that is uncomfortable. It is borscillicate glass, with an egg on the top, about 2 inches in diameter, which then sits on a shaft about two inches tall and 1-inch in diameter, and the shaft is then sitting on (melded into) a donut shaped ring base. The unique design, however, is that the egg on the shaft is just slightly tilted, so that when I push it into my rectum, I turn the tip of the egg AWAY from my prostate, so that it doesn't continually massage my prostate, and when I'm sitting, it slides past the prostate and on into the depth of my rectum. The rectum is curved in such a way that the curved egg on the shaft is the perfect fit. The ring base sits between my butt cheeks like a coin in a slot, and it is so nice and fat and smooth it never irritates my sphincter. In fact, the ring base is just slightly less than halfway into my sphincter opening. Take a look at the picture of my butt in the upper right hand corner of these posts. You can clearly see the ring base as it sits in my anal opening. So back to the wish my plug was shaped like a cock? No longer. I'm wearing this plug for the long haul. Ten years and counting and I sincerely hope I die with it in my ass. By then I won't know what the people dealing with my body are talking about or whatever. Hehehe...morbid? I don't think so, just fun, a last cosmic joke on the world.

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