the life and musings of a kinky slut
“Oh you’re easy.”“So I’ve been told.” It felt like I was moving through water. It felt like new… fuller… a dull electricity. Touching my hands as I slowly lifted them to my face. Touching my chin as I rested my head on my hands. Everything was slower. I swayed, as if I were floating in […]
The final night, the final hours of WinterFire, of course I didn’t want to go to bed. I found myself in the lobby of the hotel discussing possible cookie snagging with TwistedView & Dov. In our conversing, I learned of the secret (not really) rope folks lounge up on the ninth floor. With the allure […]
So… after Gray’s edict. After Chey & Stefanos & Nerine. After laughing and screeching, boots on flesh and twisted faces of pain. After all that, I still had a scene to oversee. It was time for some chicks to fight. My whole point for going to Playful & Predicament BDSM was to germinate possible ideas […]
“The rule is do what you want.”I parked a block and a half away. He carried my toybag up the stairs to the second level to check in. He paid my admission; I’d forgotten to swing by an ATM. I looked through the throng and saw Diamond was there. I rushed into her arms for […]
“You have to pay the toll.” I happily bopped up the stairs and hugged my friend, TwistedView, who was in town to teach a rope class and enjoy in the merriment that was Dirty Things. He stood a step above me, so my face mussed into his tummy as well pulled each other in tight. […]
Sunday morning had me continuing a tradition I started with a few of my friends last WinterFire. At 9:30am, after I completed my sound checks for the first class session, I ventured up to the hotel room of PrudeNate & CandleLover. It was time for my Sunday morning fisting. Standing outside their door, I was a […]
“Come on. Give us some poetic desires. How does it feel?”- SkinnyBitch“Like velvet fire licking my skin.”- meI laid on the plastic drop cloth shaking, anticipation increasing. CandleLover, Diva, and I patiently waited for our audience. The chill from the basement floor rose up through the thin carpet and plastic sheet. I shivered. CandleLover rubbed […]
After Jim’s bootblacking, I looked at my phone. It wasn’t quite time for my next play date; I was to black MrBlackBeard’s boots. I ventured up to a cocktail hour for Amethyst’s birthday. There I found DeepEnd and SkinnyBitch relaxing with our friends. I sipped on my Sparx and eased into socializing with my folk. […]
In conversation recently, I’ve heard about a study that showed Americans are not touched enough. As a person who is in fact a “hugger”, I tend to believe this. Often we all need our personal space. I wouldn’t want an unwanted individual breaking the minimum eighteen inches around me that I view as “my air”. […]
Recently I hurt a friend. There was a miscommunication. I jumped to conclusions. I went into protect myself mode. And, in the process, I let them down. For that I apologized. We have since reconciled and all is well with our friendship. But as soon as things were better again, I began wondering why things […]