A week in the crypt...

it'll be crypt tonight again... heh heh cryptonite
Tut Tut, don't be sad. Your tomb time almost done?
The one-eyed jackal can protect you.

The crypt tonight will be Super. Like the fortress of solitude, cool as ice.
Stay strong Throbbs! :cattail:
 
Ahhahahahhahahaha "TUT TUT"...
extra aprapo...as it just looked like rain!
 
Maybe some antlers would look good too! ;)

Your confinement is almost done, rise into the light!
:rose:
 
Maybe some antlers would look good too! ;)

Your confinement is almost done, rise into the light!
:rose:

Yeah, but no squiggly mouth drawn on!


Not exactly "confinement", I can come and go, more of a cone of silence or isolation chamber with an open door.
 
Still watching.

Tell us what you're thinking about when you get down there..
 
Still watching.

Tell us what you're thinking about when you get down there..

I do not typically take my laptop with me. Though there is (speaking of hi-tech) a desktop computer, though it is not "fired-up". Once upon a time I worked down there (on an older computer). Likely someday again, though maybe(hopefully) not sleeping there.

So the past few nights (and upcoming 2) I am thinking about sleeping.:)
 
Still watching.

Tell us what you're thinking about when you get down there..

After lights out, I thought about how sad it was that it was not a weeknight and was still cryptofied, but as is often the case, I found some comfort in my solitude and my thoughts wandered to sexual adventures— past, potential and imaginary—and worked myself into a deep slumber.
 
Are you not having some bad or odd dreams when sleeping down there?

not such that I have noticed. At least not that I would associate with being in the crypt. I did just wake from an odd dream, though it has already faded too much to try an relate.

Anyway, that was the last night for a while. Up early to pack the eldest off to an internship and I can move back to that one's room.
 
an odd dream (only a portion was retrievable) from the bed.

I was in a house, it was night, many people in the house, though at this moment I was in an empty 2nd floor room by myself. I was up to my arm pits in a hole in the floor— then a lean young woman with long dark hair came in and knelt near me and reached into the hole and began stroking my cock. We had a conversation which I cannot recall. She was dressed and one moment I was naked and at another I was dressed with my cock "exposed". physics and logic need not apply in dreams and she did not have to reach far to get hold of my cock....... what preceded and followed are lost. I was not "stuck" in that hole, I did not feel stressed, but I have no idea how I got there or why.
 
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