This is not an actual journal for any of the people listed here. Nor will it ever be. This is a journal for my muses.
The people you'll see here include Amazing Red, James Storm, Haylee Jacobs [OC], Frankie Kazarian, Trent Barreta, Tina Corino [OC], Sierra Hickenbottom [OC], Rydell Borden [OC], Scotty Rechsteiner [OC], Alex Shelley, Evan Bourne, Danielle Brooks [OC], Ariana Hart [OC], Regina Ellington [OC], Jayden Black [OC], Crimson, Edge, Cody Rhodes, and probably others I can't remember.
January 26, 2012
For as long as I've been with anyone, I've always been a bit of a sex addict. Well, maybe a bit is an understatement.
When Caylen and I first got together, Caylen used to call me his sexy kitten cause well, I was like a sex kitten. I've always craved having someone buried in me, and thankfully, Caylen was able to keep up with me. I'm kind of surprised he was so willing, but I guess I should be grateful. I don't think I could ever have a man that wasn't willing to sleep with me every night. Or so I thought anyways.
As of late, Zack has been getting hurt, a lot. I've made that known well enough in my other entries. The company is a real dickhead when it comes to how they use my Zack. And because of their latest use of him, he's gotten so banged up that he can't do much. This, this is a problem for me. Zack and I used to make love every night, sometimes even more than once a night. It was how we'd relax after a long day of work or travel. Whoever got stuck in the rooms next to us probably hated us every night; we tend to get a bit loud. Not my fault though, I've always been a bit of a screamer.
But, because of his injuries, these nights have stopped. They stopped back on Monday, and I figured it was just going to be a one night thing. He was in the hospital, he couldn't do anything. We were only really able to do one thing that night, so to make him feel better and ignore his pain; I sucked him off in the hospital bed. It was my first time doing something like that, surprisingly, but it settled him down and helped him relax. I bet Curt is glad he left when he did.
Then it came to the next day. I had to leave him in our hotel room with our new puppy, Maxxy. Yeah, I bought him a dog. Well I bought it a while ago, but we only recently got it. Anyways, I went to work and got beaten up by Slater. I got my ribs bruised by the barricade, and got dumped on my head. Then I had to eat Orton's finisher for the end of my night. It was a horrible night of work really for me. I came back to the room and found Eve all over Zack. I threw her out and well, somehow I and Zack ended up fighting. He couldn't do anything to make me feel better, and I was hurting. In the end, we pretty much did the only thing he was capable of doing. Zack sucked me off that night to satisfy me. It wasn't much, but it was good enough, I had to use my incredible flexible skills to get up to him since he couldn't move much.
Wednesday comes and we're back at home. Zack is stuck in bed, of course, and I'm left to do everything else. I cleaned the house, washed his clothes or rather started on it, and worked on fixing up food whenever he was hungry, along with doing everything that he needed. I went to bed that night with nothing from him. No making love, no getting sucked off, nothing. He was fast asleep by the time I got there, so I just went to sleep. Ha, what sleep? He woke me up every few hours with a new problem, and I wasn't able to properly sleep at all.
We come, finally, to today. I'm back doing my house wife chores, and although Curt came over to visit and told me to stop working, I was incredibly grouchy to him. I'm exhausted, I'm sex deprived, I'm annoyed, all of it. He finally got me to take a nap though. I fell asleep using his lap as a pillow and woke up hours later to him gone and Zack still asleep. And that's where I'm at now. He's asleep; I'm about ready to cry from how frustrated I feel.
Three nights, I think I have every right to be frustrated. I know it's petty to be frustrated over no sex for three damn nights, but gosh I need it. That's part of how I am. My body craves the need to have a guy buried in me, satisfying me. That's how I am, I can't change that. I know it's not his fault that he's stuck without being able to do much, but I just wish there was something he could do to help me. And no, sucking me off doesn't help me. That just…that just gets rid of the need for a few hours, and then I'm back to where I was before.
The temptation of wanting Caylen back has crossed my mind. I got slapped for saying I wanted him back by Curt, and he had every right to slap me. I don't need Caylen, but then, I do need a good fucking and that's what Caylen was always good for. No matter how hurt he was, how tired he was, any of that, he was still able to satisfy me.
I don't know how much longer I can deal with this. I don't know how much longer I can deal with him.
And that scares me.
Trentylocks Barreta