Why isn't masturbating an Olympic event?

Seriously. I think a really really good solo play session takes more concentration than, say, archery.  And if I want to cum more than just a couple times, sometimes I need the stamina of a water polo player. Plus, how fun would that be to watch?

I have a new fantasy. Well, really it's a very very old fantasy that comes up every now and again. It's something along the lines of inanimate object sex. Thanks to the world of internet porn, I've seen things like fucking machines and the like in action. But ever since I can remember, I've always thought it was so incredibly hot to think about being violated (think vibe on clit, pussy full and maybe thrusting, maybe just full, ditto with ass, big gag in mouth) by something other than a Him. I don't serve anyone. I don't cum for anyone. I just get filled up and cum and cum and cum. Because that's all my mind can handle. And I truly have a much better perspective on life in general if I cum regularly.

But being a slave is so mental. It's like 90% mental. And masturbating is like 80% mental. (some might argue, but I've had the exact same toy on the exact same spot for minutes and minutes and had to really work hard at it. Whereas, with the right thought in my mind, seconds after finding that spot, I'm cumming) So in order to truly be able to go to my happy place without getting all inside my own head, I just take that element out of my play.

But, see, I'm a total pervert. So my inanimate fucking situation is so much more involved than just being on a fucking machine and cumming. There's fairly elaborate sets and props in these fantasies.  If I had the time, I'd write a whole short story about it. I do not have the time, so I will summarize.

Sometimes it's very elaborate (if I need to cum like 15 times or something). It's like a room. Of whores, like me. And we are all strapped to various types of contraptions and having slutty, sexy things done to us. (maybe for someone's viewing pleasure, maybe just because.) Sometimes, another tortured slave like myself is set free from his binds and is allowed to come and fuck my mouth and cum. Most of the time, I just picture other insatiable whores all being tortured (by tortured I mean clamps, clips, spanking machines, being fucking to oblivion, etc. My version of tortured is very very whitewashed and doesn't really involve pain.)  This removes any element of self-awareness, all sense of present situation-ness. 

I've found the blindfold comes in handy. Or a pillow over my head. (plus I love a little bit of breath play) And my old best friend is again my new best friend. My shower massager. I love feeling so so clean. While being so fucking dirty.  I think I could win gold on quickness of orgasms and could possibly even get a silver medal for amount of total orgasms. (I'm sure there's a Chinese slave who can cum more.)