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DGG #20 Self Care —

http://iowabookgal.com/EspartoStudio,recycledbookart,bookpageprint,bookjewelry,reginasmith,reginasuhrbier/iowa-wines/ The reason for my long absence and how I’ve gotten through a rather difficult time in my life, with some orgasms and adventures thrown in.   Time Jumps (with fun links included) 1:07 Why I’ve been gone 4:46 the myth of the uber kinkster & uber poly girl 6:22 hook pulls 8:13 soothing activities 8:44 […]

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Psycho Drama pt 2 —

As we (the slaves) were slowly pulled into the Barn, the cat calls immediately started. Our would-be buyers inspected their merchandise, lifting skirts, groping breasts, moving us this way and that. Some of the slaves fought back, trying to lash out at the wealthy men. I cowered, cried, spouted the holy trinity in Spanish. (Later […]

Psycho Drama pt 1 —

They named it The Faces Of Human Trafficking. Yup, me and my friends went there. In soliciting for volunteers to participate, there were a few roles to fill: wealthy buyer of trafficked humans, trafficked person/slave/chattel, rival gang member, and child soldier (which would be played by littles). Did I mention I love my friends? I […]

Busy Day —

With the sacrifice of my Saturday a given, an unintended consequence arose. All of sudden I only had one day left at camp. One day to go to class. One day to play. One day to make everything happen. When I woke up Sunday morning, I already had a tight schedule. One class, four play […]

Lost Day —

It seemed like a great idea at the time. Since I was on setup crew for Summer Camp, eight days of my life to be spent at my kinky home, I figured sacrificing one day would not be so bad. Well, it wasn’t… at first. My call time for work wasn’t super early. I got […]

Safely —

When he asked me to tie him, I was a little taken aback. “I’ve seen your work and was wondering if you would suspend me?” Seen my work? People have seen me tie? It all felt other worldly. Still I was elated at the idea of playing with someone. Going into Summer Camp, I had […]