Attended a most enlightening lecture on agricultural improvements at the Royal Society this afternoon. The discussion of selective breeding techniques for livestock was particularly fascinating – the precision required to cultivate desired traits, the importance of vigorous stock, the careful timing of couplings. It puts me in mind of my own domestication projects. There is something profoundly satisfying about bending a strong man to his biological purpose, watching his resolve crumble as my cunt demands his seed. The way a man's hips buck involuntarily when I have him pinned beneath me, his cock pulsing deep inside as he fulfills his singular, beautiful function... it is, in its way, a far more honest science than any discussed in those hallowed halls. One that I shall be practicing with renewed enthusiasm this evening.