the life and musings of a kinky slut
Walking into the tavern, she saw him almost instantly. His tall and brood frame stood out often, especially among groups. He looked relaxed, at ease, possibly tipsy. He drank and spoke animatedly to their friends. She walked over to the bar and ordered a drink. He saw her as soon as she entered. To him […]
I woke up to an alarm today, a day which will not be full of fun. Unlike previous years, I have come to a point in my career (wow, I can call it that now) that I get work during our slow season. Not a huge amount; I won’t be swamped like I will be […]
Recently I acted like a well adjusted emotionally aware adult. I received a request from a friend, to which I immediately and gladly said yes. But, as soon as I gave my agreement, there was a nag in the back of my throat, a little pop in my brain. I felt something, I wasn’t quite […]
~erotica~ – Send me a picture. * Of what? – Send me a picture. * Of… what? 😀 – You know what. * And yet I keep asking. – Be creative. * Ok. * [image] * Guess the body part. – Mmm, a game. I will say… hand. * Good. Now, your turn. – [image] […]
From my experience at Dirty Things… I sat on the floor, naked, my chest covered in ash. The Girl sat next to me, naked save for garters and stockings. Her Daddy sat in a chair beside us. The Empath barely stood, as far away as she could be in the small ten-by-ten room. I relished […]
From my experience at Dirty Things… He told me to go tie myself up. I scurried off, happy to have the practice, and wanting to try something new. I used my gifted red rope, along with a length of swapped black rope, for my chest harness. I used my gifted raw hemp for the hip […]
~erotica~ I really needed to pee. Like really. Like dancing outside the bathroom door, holding my crotch, needed to pee. And for some fucking reason, he was taking a shower at 1am. 1am! Who the fuck showers at 1am? He didn’t hear me knock over the running water, so I had a decision to make. […]
It wasn’t that we didn’t love the scene that was going to happen, but in the moment, it was that we both needed it. Both Murphy and I were exhausted. We’d barely gotten any sleep between the Bomb-iversary and leaving for FetFest. While Dov had passed out in my back seat during the ride, Murphy […]
Once again my friend Graydancer wrote something that got me thinking; I know, shocking. Read his entry, then read my thoughts which came to mind when I pondered “What recharges me?”. – When I’m driving, alone, often on my way to see friends, but occasionally on my way to work, I’ll just sing. I’ll sing […]
I spent most of today in a hospital. I came to the need of a friend, sat by their side through the slowest waiting room ever, many doctors, many nurses, more waiting, and lots of questions. In the end, my friend was discharged with no new answers but much less pain. It is a cliche […]