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Archive for the ‘Impact’ Category

Bondage Bullfight —

“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 […]

Interrogation part 4 —

Let’s review. It was a dripping-sweat-hot Thursday night. I had invited Gray to have an interrogation scene. For my trouble, I found myself tied tight in 4mm hojo rope, partially suspended with only my left leg for support. I wore heels and stood on two overlapping matts, both contributing to my general lack of stability. […]

Interrogation part 2 —

Pain is my wheel house. Ask most people who’ve played with me and they’ll tell you I can take a beating. And, frankly, I love taking a beating. I love it when you can get me to a place where I am a sobbing mess, tears running down my face, snot stuffing up my nose. […]

Reprise —

After tapping my pinkie toe and assuring Veskrashen I was fine. After dinner, Chicago style pizza with friends at a nearby restaurant. After showering, getting ready, and chugging a Sparx. After my afternoon, it was time for my evening. For Sunday night, I donned a new dress. It was a black, tight, cotton stretch with […]

Earning My Wings —

As I sat on the floor beside NHF, my head resting on his knee, his hand naturally went to my hair. At first he gently stroked my locks. Then he gripped my strands and began to pull. He alternated between a light and rough touch. I closed my eyes, soaking in the feeling. Gripping my […]

A Punchy Mood —

“Plates or pony tails?”“Pony tails.” The first Friday of the month meant Dirty Things. I prepped in SkinnyBitch’s room and chatted with her, asking for her opinions as I dressed, before leaving out for the party clad in my usual fare, a school girl outfit. Upon arrival, I could tell this would be a low […]

Narnia —

Narnia. They made me scream Narnia instead of their names or any preferred curse word while I came. Narnia. PrudeNate had his fist inside me as N3rddom held a Hitachi Magic Wand to my clit, and all the while I am screaming. Narnia. Seriously. Would this be an example of humiliation play? Friday night was […]

Connection —

I expected little from my last night at Frolicon. I had already enjoyed a good event, nothing terribly momentous but a few days of chill fun. So as I walked towards Vlad and Itonia, I smiled, happy to see familiar faces. Vlad was dressed in a dapper pinstripe suit and held a length of white […]

Perched —

I initially saw them in the hallway just outside of the Dungeon. A Submissive, A Switch, and A Dominant. The Domme was female bodied, standing back from the Sub and Switch, wearing black Carhart pants, a black t-shirt, and black leather boots. The male bodied Switch wore a leather thong and a leather chest piece […]

Fifteen Hours —

I arrived at my airport, about thirty minutes early, at 8am. I texted PrincessA, grabbed my bags, and settled into a seat to crochet and wait for my ride. After PrincessA picked me up, we headed to breakfast. It felt odd calling our meal breakfast because I’d been up for so long. Then again I […]