Subject: Re: Therapy |
Author: AV
| [ Next Thread |
Previous Thread |
Next Message |
Previous Message
]
Date Posted: Saturday, June 15, 2024, 06:55: am
In reply to:
AV
's message, "Therapy" on Friday, June 07, 2024, 08:28: am
Losing the war, losing the fight, losing control, being forced on to the toilet, not only fighting my mom over getting over her lap, or resisting my brothers helping the best I could, but those urges, those urges after the soapy solution was inside me, basically making soft served bm as the soap softened me a lot. I always thought those urges would go away, just release a little water at a time, trying to not have any pain but still try to have some control. Once i released a little soapy water and basically made a slippery pathway for this locomotive to make its way through, here it came. I could literally feel it move through me as it traveled through and out of my colon. Of course I was already afraid of the pain so I lifted my feet out of reaction and gripped the side of the toilet always thinking in case I needed to strain and stop it, but there was no stopping this, it was like an out of control water slide as I lifted myself up a little and took a deep breath and relaxed as i emptied. Mom just didnt know as she would say, “now that wasn’t so bad was it?” Yes! It was bad. But I was so tired and just limp from all of my bodies reaction. Mom finished up and I cleaned up. Mom sometimes would take me and instead of laying over her lap, I would sit in her lap as she held me. I would fall asleep soon and wake up later in my bed still feeling the effects of the emptiness in my stomach.
[
Next Thread |
Previous Thread |
Next Message |
Previous Message
] |
|