the life and musings of a kinky slut
We all sat, luxuriating on the couches, our bellies full with delicious foods. Randomly, Hammer subtly gestured to the seating area directly across from us, about twenty feet away. With his body turned, blocking the sight line of the foreign assemblage, he spoke. “They’re looking at us.” Indeed, when I peaked my head to my […]
“Stop spinning.” She whispered it into my ear, her breathy voice carrying the grin on her face. I breathed deep, my head against hers, a smile across my lips as well. Soft silk pressed against my eyes, blocking out the world. And my lids weren’t the only ones shielded. It was just me, her, and […]
My Last Night: NHF IntroductionShivering, but smiling, I sat in a chair on the side porch, joining Belarian and the Naked House Friend as they enjoyed some cigars. Introducing myself, both NHF and I were able to put faces to FetLife names. Almost as soon as we began chatting, I noticed NHF had a nice head […]
My Last Night: Scotty’s Boots Back inside The Naked House, we all settled in the living room. I placed my bootblacking kit on the floor by a comfy chair in the corner. Who was to be first? Unfortunately, Scotty had to leave in about forty-five minutes. It was a school night. Scotty sat in my […]
Outfits worn: 8 Hours slept: PLENTY Cliff bars consumed: 2 Bananas: 3 Chinese food: just once Bacon cheddar BBQ burger: just once Items purchased: 5 – Two rope books, a small flogger, a wrist cuff, & a silent auction Twisted Monk 50′ 8mm red hemp rope Items lost: 2 – my black hat & my […]
I was given one star for every orgasm. To be fair, I had not kept count, guessing the number at above twelve but below thirty. Truth be told, it could’ve been over thirty considering how long we’d camped out in the swing, but eh… Our scene was about the fun of predicament bondage, fisting, vibrators, […]
Today was the best day. Today was the worst day. Being in San Francisco, on the left coast, attending an event with a different energy than I’m used to, has been challenging. The last time I was this nervous for an event was my first one. Today I felt like I was making strides. I […]
My Last Night: Preparation During my first night in Minnesota, with PrincessA’s permission, I sent out a general invite for folks to come to her home Wednesday evening, arriving around 5pm-ish, to enjoy some cigars in The Naked House’s backyard. It would be a small party, making the most of my last hours in Minnesota. […]
Recently I read a blog entry by my friend Graydancer asking what metaphors do we live by and how those metaphors contribute to our lives. His, unfortunately, was of a crumbling house built on love. Mine, unfortunately, were not much better.Cabin BitchThe first metaphor that came to mind was Cabin Bitch. My title, so earned […]
I’m taking a vacation. I’d planned for this year to be amazing: lots of events, traveling all over. Though Winter Fire was my first event this year, it feels like my real adventure is just about to start. At 6am on Sunday, I’ll be flying on my first plane in eleven years. First I’m visiting PrincessA […]