the life and musings of a kinky slut
~ a story ~ Her eyes were soft, caring. Her smile was easy. She smiled at me as I looked up at her. The conversation was laid back. I was getting to know everyone. She was a part of the group. And she was beautiful. I tried not to stare, tried to just sit […]
The first night of Rope Camp featured Midori’s Meat Market, a fun little event to introduce folks to one another and start the dialogue for play. After the get together concluded, I eased my way over to Rough. He was showing off his Fat Ass Rope, and I wanted a taste of the experience. I […]
End My outfit for the night: my black wrap dress, my red nighty underneath, some chainmail, and my boots. We arrived for the party at 9:15pm. Instead of being bubbly and happy, as I was earlier that day, I was nervous. But, for me, this was par for the course. We showed our registration chains […]
Rope Camp Memories continued… I arrived to Dov’s class with rope in tow, and sat with Murphy’s friend. The two of us chatted while waiting for the presentation to start. Dov began with a short lecture on language, explaining Japanese names for ties were descriptive. He talked about how each tie had different variations, how no […]
Rope Camp Memories continued… He sat on the edge of his bed, spooning ice cream out of a just opened pint, savoring each bite slowly. I looked on wantonly. “Would you like some?”“Yes, please.”“Not in those clothes.” Obediently, I stripped. He instructed me to grab his towel and I knelt on it in front of […]
I love my friends; they challenge me in ways I cannot do myself. Case and point: I just finished reading an essay by my friend Graydancer, Eff The Ineffable. In it, he challenges everyone to name the things that make you different. Why are you a “unique little snowflake”? Why is an experience with you […]
Once again, I am taking a small pause from my DO: Fusion 2011 recaps. This post was too much fun to hold til whenever I finished writing about my highlights, which should be by Wednesday. My life this past year has been filled with happy random…luck; I don’t know how else to explain it. From […]