the life and musings of a kinky slut
“I can wait; she’s worth waiting.” “Now you know what it’s like to be a presenter; everyone wants a piece of you.”After the Dirty Pig Leather Contest, I packed up my kit and headed down to the Cigars and Services event in the Pavilion. It had already been underway for a bit, but I was […]
I pulled my gold fabric up over my ass, opting to not remove my toga. I had intricately placed my two pieces of long fabric and didn’t want to try to rearrange them. My diadem stayed put fine. My sandals and chainmail belt were not an issue. My golden wing earrings dangled from my ears. […]
There was lots of water for everyone; we all were sweaty and exhausted. I slumped over, chugging a bottle, and then another. Even with all my screaming (the scene had lasted about an hour and there were few times when I was silent), my voice was not hoarse. I’d never pushed my voice that long […]
I had a feeling… When I woke up Saturday morning, I knew from that breath on my abduction could happen at any moment. After a quick shower, I donned my purple and black dress, as well as my purple flats, and headed down towards the Pavilion. I was to demo bottom during the first class […]
Going into Fusion, I knew I wanted an abduction. I had previously attempted one at the last Fusion, but instead called off the scene. For this year, I chose my friend N3rddom to organize and coordinate the affair with my approved captors to make this scene happen. As part of the process, N3rddom asked me to send […]
He wore Spider Man underwear. Before we even began, I was smiling. On the walk to my cabin and then to the Dungeon, I gave Evil Mike a basic run down of how I wanted to proceed. He had come to me a few weeks before wanting to be suspended. I had accepted, knowing I needed practice […]
I feel broken. Chewed up and spit out. Chewed up and shat out. It’s 2:17am when I started typing, technically my birthday. Not the best way to start. “No, my brains and my bones don’t want to take this anymore…/So, why you being a dickhead for?/Stop being a dickhead./Why you being a dickhead for?/You just […]
“You are using the rope to deliver your message; your receiver is your bottom, not your knot.”At the front of the class stood a whiteboard. The bottoms faced the back, unable to see what Dart, the presenter, wrote. The tops read the word and began. My class partner started softly, slowly. Immediately there was intense […]
“I’m going out tomorrow to buy destroyable clothing.”“I don’t think you understand the concept of destroyables?”“Oh no, I do. It’s just I don’t own any clothes I want you to destroy, so I’m buying some for you to cut off.”We left around quarter after noon with a goal of returning by 4pm. I didn’t think […]
In the middle of my Ropen Space, I found myself drawn to a large circle of people in the main room. As part of the unconference process, this open area was kept in case a class ran long and needed more time. For Lochai’s Community Building discussion, the space was invaluable. I had not attended […]