Not really paying attention to much and just wasting time on a Saturday afternoon (while under the general control of a Domme for the weekend), I stopped and took an objective look at myself.

Here I am, a 50 year old man who lives alone, wearing a chastity device and bright orange panties while laying in bed... wasting over an hour watching one cute cat video after another on my phone because I am literally too lazy to reach over and grab the laptop.

It just is sad and really makes me question my choices in life that I had pizza for dinner last night and I know I am lactose intolerant, so now I have to get up and go to the bathroom instead of stretching this out to two hours. Why do I set myself up for failure like this?

Yea, its a phone so I can keep watching it on the toilet but it just isn’t the same...