Friday, 31 October 2014

Back on top, and teetering in the brink...

Tonight was unexpectedly awesome, I have to say! After Mistress cumming on my tongue for the third time in four days, she quickly had me hard as we kissed... but then, just as I thought she was going to move down the bed and start teasing my cock with her mouth, instead she lay down and told me she wanted me inside her.
Oh lord, this was going to be tough. I moved between her legs and Mistress reached down and guided my cock inside her. It felt so good, but after the initial penetration I wanted more freedom of movement, so I lifted Mistress's legs up and kissed her beautiful feet as I slid my cock in and out. I couldn't resist the temptation to speed up a bit and to fuck my Mistress deeper, and of course this only made it harder for me, and fairly soon I was starting to have to concentrate on not cumming.
I really didn't want to tell Mistress that I was close, because I really didn't want her to tell me to pull out or stop, so I gradually slowed right down and tried to calm myself down. Mistress still seemed to be really enjoying it being fucked really slowly, and I was still enjoying it too, but at the same time I really couldn't enjoy it too much or it would have been a major problem!
As ever I was fighting off cramp a bit too, which didn't help (such a pain in the arse whenever I'm on my knees like that now), but nonetheless after a while we moved back to a more conventional 'missionary' position and it seemed a lot easier for me to grind my cock into Mistress's pussy without overstimulating myself. Mistress definitely seemed to like that too.
When you really don't get to go on top very often you really appreciate it in a way that you simply wouldn't if you had a 'normal' sex life. On the face of it the desire to repeat this very hot, very intense scenario is very strong, but the one of  the reasons it was so hot and intense was at least in part because it's a rare treat for me to be allowed on top. And I accept that.
It did feel absolutely amazing though, and I cannot believe my level of control... I truly impressed myself! :) Even if it was a bit touch and go at times! Even as I was concentrating on not cumming I was imagining staying very still and effectively ruining my orgasm inside Mistress R, just as Mistress Marie has her slave do quite often (she assures me it's totally possible!). But that would have required permission from Mistress R in any case (which I didn't have) and in the heat of the moment I am sure it would have been most likely that Mistress would have either told me to fuck her hard and cum or she would have told me to pull out completely, neither of which I really wanted to do (although the first wouldn't have been so bad...).
Inevitably of course, since I had got myself under control, it fell to Mistress R to call a halt when she had enjoyed my cock for as long as she wanted it, and as soon as I pulled out of her she ordered me to lie on my back. She grabbed my cock and jerked it for a few seconds, then pushed her fingers in my mouth, telling me to clean the pussy juice off of them. Then she knelt up beside me and had me lick her pussy for a few seconds before she started teasing and slapping my cock again.
As we kissed, I begged her to sit on my face so I could enjoy her pussy properly again, she agreed, but told me that after that the session would be over. My cock was throbbing as I explored her delicious pussy for the last time, and left me wondering (despite what I wrote earlier) when I will get to feel that amazing feeling of being in control again. It's hard not to want to do that again soon, and harder still knowing it's not up to me to decide...but still, I'm sure when Mistress does want me inside her again I'm sure it will be worth whatever wait she decides.

Wednesday, 29 October 2014

And here we go again with the 'is chastity bad for your health' debate...

Browsing the comments on Literotica for part one of my 'Once a Month' story, I noticed a message warning of the dangers of the chastity lifestyle. It was nothing new, this crops up again and again, but I hadn't seen it for a while. Then on the radio yesterday I heard a report about some 'research' that claimed men who had 20 sex partners were less likely to develop prostate cancer than those with less.
Now obviously that's utter bollocks (and you might expect better from the BBC). There is no logical explanation why a man having 20 sex partners should make any difference to his prostate. The assumption of course is that a man who has twenty sex partners will be having lots of sex and ejaculate more frequently. Well, not if it's 20 one night stands he won't, for a start.
I'm-Hers probably heard something similar as he has written a short piece on his BLOG today too.
But he obviously heard a more in depth analysis as he has written about a further study of gay men which proves exactly the opposite, if gay men have more than 20 partners they have twice the odds of developing prostate cancer... so that's all very helpful then!
So brushing over that nonsense, lets assume that the 'science' behind this is to do with toxins remaining in the body longer than 'normal'. So why should the number of partners make any difference? Surely someone then who has just one partner but has a very vigorous sex life, or perhaps who just masturbates an awful lot would be in just as beneficial a position?
The truth is statistics can be made to say whatever the person writing them wants them to say. And talk of percentages is pretty meaningless anyway. 'Doubling your chances of developing cancer' doesn't mean anything without perspective. If it's doubling it from a 1/100,000 to 1/50,000 chance then that's a whole lot different than doubling it from a 1/1000 to a 1/500 chance, isn't it? 
The truth is there really hasn't been any chastity specific studies into prostate health and since it's hardly the top priority for the majority of the population there's unlikely to be any anytime soon.
That alongside the extremely inconclusive findings of the studies that have been made mean that it's really up to us to decide if we want to take the risk or not. After all, what we eat, drink and smoke all affect our health, as do any drugs we might take. It's probably far more risky to have sex without a condom or to drive a car than it is to refrain from cumming.
We know that the food we eat affects the production of cum, because it tastes different when you eat fruit etc. So maybe there is some food which creates some toxin or other which affects the prostate? It's probably unlikely, but we don't actually know that that isn't the case. Maybe all this oily fish we are supposed to eat indirectly causes prostate cancer and we just haven't discovered it yet. Who knows.
My view, at least until there's more conclusive evidence one way or another, is that it's worth the risk. And of course, if it is proven to be all about clearing out the balls more often, there's no reason we need to give up chastity, we just need to start having lots more ruined orgasms, and I don't see that being a problem.
I'm still kind of confused about why gay men having more partners makes them more likely to develop prostate cancer though...? And who knows what other common threads there may be amongst people who have large numbers of sexual partners, maybe they socialize more and all drink a lot? Maybe that's a good thing after all?
I realise this isn't a subject for flippancy, believe me, but until there's some actual proof one way or another I really don't think it's worth worrying too much about it.

Back in action at last...

It's been an odd week, Mistress has had a very prolonged off/on period which means that she's gone six whole days between orgasms. Not good! Thankfully, last night we were able to rectify this situation and thankfully I finally got some teasing too. Mistress was also very slappy, my balls got a few very hard slaps indeed, but they certainly did nothing to hinder my rock hard cock
Indeed, when I first moved down between her legs to lick her pussy my cock was so ridiculously hard it was difficult to get comfortable. It was then that I silently wished I could just slide up the bed and slam it into Mistress's beautiful pussy... but of course, since I am not allowed to initiate penetration, that was just wishful thinking.

And it did subside after about five minutes... or so.

The Lady with a bottom like the Tardis...


You may remember I posted a GIF the other day, featuring a woman being vigorously butt-fucked by a chap with a rather large cock! Well, someone left a comment asking if I (or anyone else presumably) knew her name. I didn't, but today I took it upon myself to find it, and after some very extensive research, not only can I tell you that her name is Franceska Jaimes, but I can also point you in the direction of the whole 35 minute Doctor Who themed scene!
Never let it be said that I don't go the extra mile for my readers.
It must be said (and this may be considered a bit of a spoiler in some people's eyes) that Rod (for that is his name apparently) is not quite as monumentally blessed as that GIF made it appear, I mean, still FUCKING HUGE!!!, but not quite the wrist-sized appendage it seemed. Must have been a trick of the camera angle or something.
Anyway, click HERE to see the video if you want. Don't if you don't.

Monday, 27 October 2014

Once a Month - Part Two (written October 2014)

As requested by an anonymous commenter, the sequel to Once a Month written in 2011. I hope you all enjoy this and I hope it lives up to the anonymous commenter's expectations!


ONCE A MONTH - PART TWO

August 3rd 2011

James lay on his back, his wrists secured firmly to the headboard of the bed, watching as his previously timid wife knelt between his legs working his cock closer and closer to the orgasm that he knew was coming today. Unfortunately he was distracted somewhat by the knowledge that this was to be his last orgasm until the 31st of December, way longer than he had ever gone before.
Janie's head sank down and he felt the heat of her mouth smother his throbbing cock, seeing as this was going to be his last orgasm for some time shouldn't it be memorable in some way? Maybe she would allow him to unload his balls right down her throat, he couldn't even remember the last time she'd let him do that. The thought of his cock pulsing ribbons of sticky white cum into his lovely wife's hot, wet, slippery mouth pushed him closer to the edge, but inevitably as he got closer Janie removed him from her mouth and slowed her stroking to keep him where she wanted him. Exactly where she wanted him.
Janie had really come into her own this past few months, gradually she had come to accept her role as James's dominant and become comfortable with the power he had offered her. She still disliked being called 'Mistress', but she now had no qualms whatsoever about calling upon James's tongue whenever she felt like it. She had also become very adept at controlling James's cock and seemed to have developed a sixth sense regarding his exact state of arousal, he hardly ever had to warn her of his impending orgasm any more and she seemed to be able to keep him close to the edge for as long as it pleased her.
Janie's hand moved slowly and carefully over James's aching stalk, he held his breath as he watched her rub the head of his cock against her soft, luscious tits.
"I bet you'd like to shoot all over my beautiful breasts wouldn't you James?"
"Mmmm....yeah."
Janie smiled and raised her eyebrows a little...
"Well, maybe...but not yet."
Her mouth closed around his meat again and her fingers slipped down between his legs, circling his balls and pulling them away from his body. James's cock grew another half inch and visibly bulged as he fought off the need to relieve the growing pressure in his balls, if this was going to be his last orgasm until December he wanted it to last as long as possible.
Janie deliberately slavered over James's cock, leaving it wet with saliva so that her hand would move easily over the sensitive head. She placed her left hand at the bottom of his shaft, circling it with her finger and thumb to keep it steady and then closed her right fist around his cockhead. She moved her hand only an inch or so in either direction, but the rapid movement left James gasping as her fingers over stimulated the nerve endings and threatened to tip him over the edge.
Sensing James's predicament, Janie abruptly let go and watched as his cock twitched anxiously. She loved to see him struggle for her and she was somewhat sorry that today she was supposed to let him cum. But still, that was the arrangement they had come to at the start of the year, and it had been she who had written the dates on the calendar and she had every intention of sticking to her side of their agreement, no matter what.
"You know..." Janie said, pausing for dramatic effect. "I'm supposed to let you cum today, don't you?"
"Yes baby..." James whispered.
"And you know that this is going to be the last time for a very long time don't you?"
James nodded, remembering his last period of denial between the end of March and the end of June and nervous about how he would cope with going through that again and more.
"I was thinking, five months is a long, long time. I know you can do it, but I thought maybe I could  make it just a little bit easier for you."
James wondered if this was the moment that Janie would buckle, at times during his three month stint she had shown genuine concern for him and had at times struggled to stay strong enough to keep him denied.
"How could you make it easier for me?" He asked eagerly.
"Well...it was just an idea, but what if I said I might let you cum three times before December, wouldn't that make it easier for you?"
"Yeah... that would be great baby, but... what's the catch?"
Janie smiled sweetly at him.
"Well, I'm just thinking about how swollen your poor balls are going to get and how sensitive you are going to be... and, well, wouldn't it be easier for you if I traded you today's orgasm for three ruined ones?"
James watched as his lovely wife circled the tip of his cock with her fingertip.
"Only if you want to, I mean I promised to let you cum today, and I wouldn't want to cheat you out of that. I'm just offering you the choice,  you know.... if you thought it would be easier for you."
James closed his eyes, his last orgasm had been just a few days ago, indeed Janie had scheduled three orgasms for July and as such he was feeling less desperate than he might have been. But still, he was staring down the barrel of a five month stretch, and he knew it was going to be tough going.
But as much as he really wanted to explode today, maybe he should take the offer up? After all, if she spaced them out reasonably well he might only have to go six or seven weeks from his last ruined orgasm until his own personal New Years Eve celebration. But was it worth giving up this, his last orgasm for many months?
"Will you spread them out evenly?" He asked, seeking reassurance.
"I'll spread them out as evenly as I can, but to some extent it will depend on you."
Janie curled her fingers around his cock once more and started gently stroking his cock again.
"If you behave yourself and do as I tell you then I will promise to make the gaps between all three very similar".
James thought it over for a few moments while his wife gently stroked his meat, it was such a difficult decision, but he knew, as much as he wanted one last violent orgasm, the offer on the table was the better option for the long term. Three months had almost driven him insane, the thought of nearly five months without an orgasm was mildly terrifying. At least this way he would get some kind of relief... and he reasoned, if he was super-desperate, surely any attempt to ruin his orgasm would only be partly successful. Wouldn't it?
Janie's hand started to move faster on James's thick cock and he swallowed hard, trying to put the thought of cumming in Janie's mouth out of his head and concentrate on the matter at hand.
"Okay... I'll do it," he blurted out suddenly.
Janie continued to stroke his cock and then once again lowered her mouth over James's cock, her tongue flicking against the head as his muscles tensed and he clenched his fists. Sensing he was getting closer to the edge Janie sat up and loosened her grip on his prick, but still kept gently stroking up and down, up and down, up and down...
"Are you sure?" She said. "Because I don't want you whining that I duped you into something..."
James thought for a moment, but ultimately agreed, he had to take the long term view.
"Okay, well let me see," said Janie. "Wait here."
Janie smiled at her own joke as she climbed off the bed and disappeared out of the door, returning moments later with her phone. She switched on the camera and pointed it in his direction.
"Okay, tell me exactly what you just agreed to."
"I agreed to trade my August orgasm for three ruined orgasms."
Janie turned the phone around to face herself.
"And I promised that those three ruined orgasms would be evenly spaced as requested."
She turned the camera to face her husband again.
"And are you totally happy with this deal, you don't want to change your mind?"
"Yes."
"You do want to change your mind?"
"No, no... I'm happy with the deal."
"Okay... you understand why I'm filming this don't you, I want you to understand what you've agreed to."
"Yes... I get it."
"Okay then."
Janie placed the phone on the bedside table and manoeuvred herself back onto the bed, she was going to enjoy this.
"Such a shame," she said. "If you had stuck to the plan, I was going to let you cum in my mouth. I know it's been so long since I let you and I know how much you miss it."
James groaned in frustration as Janie started to stimulate him once again.
"But never mind, look on the bright side. Instead of one amazing, memorable, blissful orgasm... you've got yourself three agonizingly frustrating ones instead. But I tell you one thing James, they'll still be memorable. I promise you that."
James moaned as Janie pulled on his balls once more.
"I think we've wasted enough time tonight, and I'm sure you knew when you agreed to my proposal that your first ruined orgasm would be tonight, didn't you?"
James had hoped that perhaps that wouldn't be the case, but was resigned to the fact nonetheless.
"Are you ready to ruin your first orgasm for me James?"
"Please Janie, couldn't you just give me a little longer?"
Janie smiled sweetly,
"Of course I can sweetie."
Within a few seconds Janie had slid off the bed, kissed him on the lips and walked out of the door, leaving James still tied to the bed with his cock straining ever upwards.
"Janie..." he called after her, but she ignored his calls and left him to stew for a good half an hour before she returned.
The minutes passed slowly for James, as he lay there waiting his mind was drawn inexorably to the thought of pumping his thick, creamy spunk into Janie's soft, willing mouth. How could he have given that possibility up so easily? Of course in reality there was no cast iron guarantee that Janie would have allowed him to cum that way, and he clung to that thought as his only solace, but still...when might he get that chance again?
Eventually Janie returned, still naked and glowing like a woman who had just enjoyed a mind-blowing orgasm.
She walked up the side of the bed and gently slid her fingers across James's lips, the scent and taste of her pussy had an immediate effect on James's cock and within seconds his cock was fully hard again.
"Perhaps you're ready for me now," she said playfully. "But if not, I can come back later?"
"No, no... I'm ready!" Begged James. "Please ruin me Janie, please!"
Janie smiled and squeezed her cute breasts as she slid back onto the bed.
"You really want me to?" She teased.
"Yes, yes... please Janie, don't make me wait anymore, please."
Janie slid up the bed, her legs straddling James's body. She allowed the tip of James' cock to gently brush between her legs and then moved a little higher so that he could suck on her nipples. James closed his lips around her bullet hard nipples and thrust upwards, trying desperately to create some sort of friction between his aching length and whatever part of Janie's body he could reach, but to no avail.
"Oh you're really getting desperate now aren't you?" Janie whispered.
"Yes," he begged. "Please let me cum Janie, please ruin my orgasm."
"You really want me to do that to you James? You don't want to change your mind and blow your load on my gorgeous tits?"
James was struggling to think straight now.
"Five months is a long time James, can you take it for one spectacular orgasm?"
James was torn, if she'd have offered to let him cum in her mouth he would have jumped at it, but now that had been taken off the table he was in two minds. Of course he wanted to pump his load out over her beautiful breasts, but five months was so fucking long with no hope of relief. Finally he decided to stick to his guns.
"No Janie, please I want you to ruin my orgasm, please."
Janie shivered with delight as he begged her yet again to ruin his orgasm.
"I'm not going to ask you again James, that was your last chance to change your mind."
Janie sank slowly backwards until she was sitting upright just behind James's cock. She reached down between her legs and slid two fingers into her sopping wet pussy.
"I'm still soaking wet James, you should have seen me downstairs. I came like a train thinking about you up here waiting for me... waiting for me to come back up here so that you could beg me to ruin your orgasm."
Janie slid forward until James's cock was nestled against her sodden pussy lips which she slowly started to ease up and down against his throbbing flesh.
"Mmmmmm," moaned Janie. "That feels so fucking good right now."
James could only moan in response as Janie's pussy lips curled smoothly around his pulsing shaft, he knew this wasn't going to last much longer, but he still tried to fight it for as long as he could.
"Cum on baby, I want to see your cum dribble out onto your stomach for me... I want to see it ooze out of you so slowly, I want to see your frustration baby, cum on, show me... let me see it in your face!"
As James' muscles drew tauter and tauter so Janie's stimulation became lighter and lighter until eventually she was just barely touching him. James felt the build up peak, but he just couldn't get over that ledge, it was maddening. And of course Janie kept him right there, right on the very edge until his face was screwed up tight as he tried so very hard to push himself over. Suddenly Janie grasped his cock and pumped it hard twice, just twice, that was all it took and James felt himself edge a tiny bit closer and then...
James opened his eyes and looked down at his throbbing, pulsing cock. Janie had moved away from it, granting him not one tiny bit of friction lest it brought him one iota of satisfaction. Then it started, a single drop of cum appeared from the slit at the head of his cock followed by a thick, treacle-slow stream of cum which crawled like white lava down the length of his cock and pooled at the base.
James looked up to see Janie watching him, enjoying his suffering, his frustration, his ruination. Her fingers were back between her legs as she played with her clit and before long she was coming hard, but this time James could see and hear her as she writhed on the bed next to him. He'd never seen her cum so hard or so easily and he wondered just exactly what kind of animal he'd unleashed from the shell of his previously quiet wife.
Janie rolled over to see that James's cock was still hard, she reached out and curled her fingers around it, using his ruined spunk as lube as she stroked him firmly. She scrambled on top of him and pressed her pussy down onto his face.
"Lick me!" She ordered as she started to stroke James' cock harder.
With his tongue pressed against Janie's delicious pussy and his nose wedged between her cheeks James knew it wouldn't take long to reach the edge again, and more than that he knew that Janie knew it too. He started to writhe beneath her as he felt it approaching and tried to gasp a warning to Janie, but she kept her pussy pressed firmly over his face and ground down against him as she too got close to another mindblowing orgasm.
James' mind was racing and then he felt her grip loosening as his muscles pulled his stomach and groin tight and then as he felt the warm trickle of cum oozing out of his cock she came hard right on his face. Despite his distress, James continued to lick Janie's clit as she writhed on his face, greedily lapping at her delicious juices and breathing in her amazing scent... until finally she was spent and she slumped forward.
After a few moments he could feel her tongue gently lapping the cum from his still hard cock and he finally realised that this wasn't over, and then it really hit him...
Three ruined orgasms... evenly spaced. 
But all in one night. This night...
Just as he asked for and exactly as she promised.
He had truly created a monster and now he had to live with the consequences.
Janie's mouth sucked him inside once again and he tried not to think about the coming months of denial as he watched her reach back between her legs and force her fingers into her dripping wet cunt. He knew he should be angry that she had fooled him into giving up his orgasm and he would be, save for one thing. Never in his life had he seen his wife so horny and turned on and he realised that she was truly becoming what he had always wanted. The thought of her getting off so hard on his suffering hit him hard and within less than a minute he felt himself nearing the edge for a third time.
It was going to be a difficult time ahead but at least he knew he would be starting his journey fully drained... moreover he couldn't wait to see what new levels of cruelty and deviousness his suffering might inspire in his gorgeous wife. He felt his climax edging nearer and nearer and, then he felt her responding, the cold air hit his cock as she pulled her mouth away leaving just one finger gently stimulating the underside of his cockhead until the flow began and then even that was finally withdrawn.

Sunday, 26 October 2014

Queen and Knight are back...

Good news folks, Queen and Knight's blog is back! I've missed them and I'm sure you guys have too. Go HERE to find out what's been going on for the last few months...

International Fisting Day.... WTF?

I got an email the other day from an online sex toy retailer (I don't know why, I'm pretty sure I've never bought anything from them, unless it was the RodeoH pants...) telling me all about the 'International Day of Fisting'. Who knew there was such a thing?
Okay so there probably isn't, it's probably a slightly amusing ruse to sell lube and prosthetic fists...still, it gave me a small chuckle nonetheless, so here are their '4 reasons you should try fisting'.

Enjoy a satisfying stretch with a deviant difference...

Go way beyond the ‘spot’ and experience sensations like never before. No other sexual act has quite the capacity to deliver such satisfying stimulation. This is largely due to the unique feeling of fullness it provides. Additionally, the extra pressure put on external tissue stimulates the nerve endings, ensuring that even more thrilling signals are sent through them. The sheer intensity of the stretch alone feels incredible and will have you on the climactic brink within seconds. In fact, there may be no need for any movement at all. The euphoric combination of feelings, both physical and psychological, is further enhanced by endorphins that flood into the blood stream.

This is deep! Experience a newfound trust that will bring you closer together...

You can’t connect on a much deeper level than this! Feeling another person so deep inside inspires feelings of vulnerability and trust, both of which can only serve to bring you much closer together. Fisting is an experience which can only be shared with someone that you trust implicitly. Having confidence that they will read reactions, listen to what is said and stop if necessary is vital. Tops need to be extremely responsive and obedient to the bottom’s requests, but will take great gratification in knowing that they are providing such satisfying stimulation. As such, it is an incredibly intimate sexual activity that triggers supreme psychological responses. Trust us; you won’t be sorry!

It will have a hand in providing your most intense orgasm...

Experiencing/providing the orgasm of a lifetime is literally in your hands! There’s nothing quite like the intensity of reaching climax through fisting. The muscles contract around the hand, fixing it in place. The pressure felt against the fist as those muscles pulsate delivers unique and unbeatable sensations. Floods of dopamine and endorphins shower the brain, resulting in a euphoric natural high like nothing you’ve ever felt before. A complete connection between mind, body and emotions makes the whole experience all the more explosive. This transcendent sex play will take you to all new heights, so isn’t it time you were a little more hands-on?

Hand over control, relax and enjoy a fist full of fun...

Want to hand over control? Putting an entire fist inside someone can be an act of dominance. Similarly, receiving a fist can be seen as a submissive act. Watching a partner take control in this way is incredibly thrilling, while seeing how vulnerable and helpless a bottom is, and knowing that they trust you completely, can have the same effect. Like any other type of BDSM play, it is bound to inspire an amazing sense of self, connection, esteem and pride. As a bottom, having no control over what’s to come will result in intense anticipation and excitement. You’ll certainly get your fill of submissive satisfaction with this type of play!

Keen as I am to experience anything which would bring Mistress and I closer, and as much as I would love to give Mistress R 'the best orgasm she's ever had', there is no way on earth that she would ever countenance the idea of my fist being inside her, and I must say I can't really blame her. Even though Mistress has tiny hands that she can fit inside a Hi Ball tumbler, I don't really fancy the thought of her fist inside my ass either. Especially not with her nails!
Interestingly the online retailer doesn't seem to have realised the potential for larger sales by expounding the virtues of anal fisting, perhaps they thought it would scare some of their customers off the idea. Hardly an 'inclusive' sales pitch though...
Still, while I'm in no position to write with authority on the subject, there must be someone out there among my readers who has experienced this most intense of experiences (perhaps Harry Haversackers... he seems like a likely candidate), anyone care to share their experiences? 

Saturday, 25 October 2014

My latest poll...

Thanks to everybody who voted in the poll... it seems the common consensus is that everyone likes the blog just the way it is, though the captions seem to bring in an unfeasibly large number of views (but then I knew that anyway). The point of the poll was to determine if there was an area which was a waste of time pursuing, and aside from 'reviews' (which I don't do much of anyway) there doesn't seem to be anything that takes any great amount of time, so I guess going forward it will just have to be more of the same.