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I take a distinct pride in knowing that even if he doesn’t want to identify as “Daddy,” I still got under his skin and managed to make him sortofkindoflikeit.

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“You’re just far too little and you’d be up far too late to play with Daddy and his friends. But, look, all of your little friends are right here, just in time for bedtime.”

Nanking Decade: Schadenfreude is a powerful force

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Nanking Decade: Schadenfreude is a powerful force

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So, due to some unforeseen circumstances, Craftsmate and I will not be making it out to the woods this weekend (boo.)

However, he’s already come up with something blushy we can do for part of that day and put it on his tumblr.

And, no, of course I won’t like or reblog it. I’m a brat like that.

(But all of you that do are meanies!)

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How I wish we could pull this off.

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“On second thought, bitch, I like you much better down there.”

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“When I am with you, we stay up all night. When you’re not here, I can’t get to sleep,” – Rumi.

Hrm.

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In an interesting twist of events, I’ve got an opportunity to go to a foot fetish party and basically get paid to let people play with and lick my feet. It’s really good money and I wouldn’t use my real name, but I’m not sure if this is something that could bite me in the ass one day.

Thoughts? Anyone have experience with this sort of stuff? Anecdotes? Tips?