When I wrote about strap-on harnesses (yeah, like anyone forgot, cock perves!), I took out my toybox (which I *wish* was a fabulous carved old wooden trunk that sat mysteriously in my bedroom all sexy-like, but is actually a bright orange lockable Samsonite suitcase that I hide under the bed) so that I could check the construction of one of my harnesses to answer a commenter’s post.
The suitcase has since been sitting in the middle of my bedroom floor because I am lazy, and I have managed to smash both my big and little toes into it while stumbling … Continue Reading