I managed to rig up a sort of cornu - found a nice sturdy stick in the Forest
with a projecting spur, and fixed it between a chair and a large packing crate,
under the beam that I clung onto. It was just the right height to torture me,
I had to hold myself up on tiptoe, feeling this cruel, rough stick between my thighs,
the spur probing into me... it was delicious!
Makes me wet to think about that