Busy, busy, busy. On my phone, on my computer, Facebook, emails, and texting. I just can't help it but it's something I can't live without. My constant compulsion and addiction to social networking and being on my phone always seems to get me in trouble - even during a party. During the midst of tonight's house warming, I went upstairs to to check for any new messages and felt the urgency to reply to an important email. I got a little distracted for a good half hour which resulted in Martin (my Punisher) having to investigate as to where I had disappeared to. When he finds me on my bed, relaxe...

Busy, busy, busy. On my phone, on my computer, Facebook, emails, and texting. I just can't help it but it's something I can't live without. My constant compulsion and addiction to social networking and being on my phone always seems to get me in trouble - even during a party. During the midst of tonight's house warming, I went upstairs to to check for any new messages and felt the urgency to reply to an important email. I got a little distracted for a good half hour which resulted in Martin (my Punisher) having to investigate as to where I had disappeared to. When he finds me on my bed, relaxed and (surprisingly) on my phone and on my laptop, he's livid and adamant to teach me a lesson so he ties me up and stuffs my mouth with my panties so that I don't make too much noise and leaves me there while he returns to the party.