Diphenhydramine maalox lidocaine

Novocaine is pretty useless on me and even Lidocaine barely makes a dent{rimshot}
in the pain. I wish I could afford laser dentistry.

Sheridan darling, henceforth your Dom will apply a touch of lidocaine upon your clit. Just a touch. Yes, you'll still feel the stinging pain of slapping and whipping your pussy lips. He'll spank and whip and slap you without mercy. But your clit will not feel thing. You will be forever denied the joys of a clitoral orgasm. Go baby, go!

You may want to talk to women who have given birth. True, women's vagina can stretch to give birth, but it's no orgasmic sexual experience. Au contraire, it hurts like hell. Getting sewn up after tearing is no picnic either. Lidocaine only does so much to take the edge of a needle stabbing through one's perineum multiple times.
Also, there are many women who cannot give birth vaginally and wind up having a caesarian section.

Well, I was laughing throughout the whole thing. I think it was slightly too dramatic to take seriously. Like being in status epilepticus for some unknown time in front of her daughter, that cant be controlled until examined at the er and given multiple drugs...and she lived to vent her urine and feces another day. So, they tried lorazepam, phenobarbitol, and valproate, but had to give up, intubate her and then give her propofol, the anesthetic that killed Michael Jackson, ketamine, and lidocaine in order to stop her hysteria. And they topped it off with xenon and nitrous oxide. Damn.
When I read this paratrooper will kill you, I don't think being serious was ever the intent. What's next, are you going to put on your robe and wizard hat?
But the ending and the use of a human choice and not a damn plot device to get to it was good. The length of conflict wasn't unnecessarily long. So, the best way to reconcile this with reality is that this is a joke.

Agreed, authenticity is what a man wants. Acknowledge his attention and effort, compliment, or coach his skill, and for fucks sake, maybe just once in a while, tell him what you want. Speak up, self advocate, empower yourself… after all, the only person responsible for meeting our needs is ourselves. Besides that, many men are responsible for every decision that crosses their path, and then after deciding things for other people all day, and dealing with the fallout of bad choices, they’re then tasked with running the bedroom scene as well…if I’m left to my own devices and only do what I want, without a little input from my partner, they should be prepare themselves by stretching their neck thoroughly, warming up their jaw, and if necessary, have their lidocaine throat spray ready. Truthful, complimentary praise, constructive modifiers, and great cock worship will get you everything. Flattery is cheap. If someone is with a partner that is so insecure that they can’t take a direction, so you’ve been constantly let down, or made to feel like your needs aren’t important; either get counseling or gtfo.

bornwildnfree, I sent you a private message. Please contact me.
As for everyone else ... life keeps adding on the 'happy' {sarcasm}.
My neurologist decided to prescribe a more powerful tool to manage the pain in my feet. So, he gave me a foot cream. What wasn't obvious was the non-prescribed 'side effects' of the foot cream which included ... (sigh) ...
Well, as my feet have been hurting like sons-a-bitches, I was slathering that cream on three and four times a day. It had minimal positive effect which was leagues ahead of the pain I was going through. Besides, it was foot cream. What was the worse that could happen?
Baclofen (2%) ~ [Lightheadedness or fainting, trouble seeing, severe tiredness, weakness],
Cyclobenzaprine (2%) ~ [Anxiety, restlessness, seeing or hearing things that are not there, severe drowsiness, fainting, or confusion],
Diclofenac (3%) ~ [Sudden or severe headache, or problems with vision, speech, or walking],
Gabapentin (6%) ~ [Behavior problems, aggression, restlessness, trouble concentrating, moodiness (especially in children), problems with coordination, shakiness, unsteadiness, unusual moods, or behaviors, thoughts of hurting yourself, feeling depressed, dizziness, drowsiness, sleepiness, tiredness],
Lidocaine (2%) ~ [which, somewhat stunningly, isn't trying to fuck with my head]
So I've been staggering around in a semi-lucid state for the past several days, unable to figure out why I couldn't do much, if any, writing. It took me complaining to my wife to provide some clarity.
I repeat - it is freaking foot cream!
I've stopped with the foot-crack and am back to dealing with the pain. Hopefully I'll be back to writing soon too.
James aka FinalStand

Way down under in Melbourne, Australia is the story of a
tightly done male adult circumcision of the ultimate kind. You'll never
believe the story … or will you?
Around 17 years ago, I became aware that circumcision was of interest to
me. How to go about it ? What an embarrassment, how to sneak into a
Doctor cost etc. I became more and more frustrated, as I knew I wanted
it done. Australia is a hot climate too and I wanted a slick model
penis, not a sock, at half mast. I had learnt from school that I was
bisexual, I would use the odd opportunity to check out and occasionally
talk another classmate into pulling down his pants and letting me give
him oral sex. Both circumcised and uncircumcised, although I didn’t know
what circumcision was then.
Anyway back to circumcision. I became more and more, frustrated and
there didn’t seem to be a way of resolving the issue. Then I had a
bereavement in the family. If I couldn’t solve this simple problem… It
was a question of honor.
So what I did may surprise many. I am an everyday kind of bloke, a
family now, job and the rest of it. So don’t be too shocked. Where there
is a will there is a way.
I had been researching on the net at the time and I was reading and
seeing pics of tribal and African circumcisions. There are great stories
of the Tuli in the Philippines and also teens putting their penis on a
log with a piece of twine and the elder slicing off the foreskin, high
and tight, leaving a terrific red patched scar.
I decided after much viewing and research that this is what I wanted. I
was a bit far from the Philippines and Africa, so this is what happened.
One long weekend when there was a Public holiday, I decided to have a go
myself. This is not for the faint hearted.
On the Friday night, I did the usual, a few beers then came home. I
opened a bottle of white wine and proceeded to watch an x-rated video.
Of course with a long ring barked cock or two. After a while I was
ready. A bit of popper amyl and I was more or less ready to have a go.
At circumcision.
I knew the skin would be sensitive, so I had purchased from an adult
store, delay spray. This I think had lidocaine like when you get Suntan
mozzie burns cream from the supermarket only stronger. I applied it to
my foreskin until the end of my cock felt number, than usual. Another
drink and some poppers, a look at the tightly taut scarred cocks on the
TV screen and it was time. Time to join the rest of my male brothers on
the planet with a permanently forever nude glans and a stripped pointed
helmety penis. Intention purple glans to always lead the way, from that
night on or else.
I sized and drew a line working out where to cut and checked this out
numerous times. Another drink, more amyl and an inspection of the video
playing and I was ready.
I took a very sharp pair a medium size sewing scissors and sat down
down. Carefully lining lining them up, I very slowly, and I mean realy
really slowly, put them through the line on the foreskin I had drawn. I
had already pulled the foreskin as hard as I ever could in front of my
glans.
Slowly but surely I got the job done. Everything dropped back behind my
glans and my foreskin lay on a tissue. A dream come true. I couldn’t
believe my absolute relief and satisfaction.
All this time later nearly two decades on, I am still happy. A couple a
days later, I consulted a friendly doctor and some stitches were added
on the quiet to complete the job.
Result is I have a very tightly circumcised penis, with absolutely no
frenulum or foreskin.
The absolute tightest male circumcision possible, for myself and any
partner I should choose, whether it be female or male. Amazingly there
is no two tone scar and the circumcision join is one color and height.
No different levels of skin height or misalignment.