Sent a version of this photo to Pup a few minutes ago, and liked it so much that I took another. Sir’s hosting a play party in a bit and I’ve got my outfit and my collar on and I’m ready to go. This isn’t the one I am demo-bottoming at, but I’m still a nervous girl.
collar
I fantasize a lot about just being left somewhere to be used. Like, chained to a wall or tied to a bed, and just left there to wait until someone was ready to pleasure themselves with me. Except, in practice, I know I get pretty bored pretty fast just being made to wait. Anticipation doesn’t do all that much for me unless there’s some sense of activeness to it – being blindfolded, being in predicament bondage, etc – and otherwise I just want the action to start up already. But, in fantasies, at least, I like imagining just being a little fixture, made to wait.
Even though the idea of it is super terrifying to me, I’d love to go to a play party in this sort of situation one day.
Chantelle Fox – MFH
I look good in teal.
Which is my way of saying I want this ballgag, thanks.
“And now that you don’t have to be perfect, you can be good,” – John Steinbeck, East of Eden.
The venue where the play party was supposed to be last night fell through, and Sir and I got the notification that the party was cancelled halfway through getting dressed.
This was kind of a blessing. I had never met this partner before and I was a bit nervous about being thrown into a situation where we’d be semi-naked and surrounded by people fucking a little bit after meeting. I suggested we all just have a nice evening here, and we did.
Oh, and Sir and I totally co-dommed her. So that’s a story I need to tell once I have you all caught up.
ph. Highcastle
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I get this so soon.
But, as always, it’s not soon enough.
“I become such a monster when I miss you,” – Clementine von Radics, From the Ocean to the Moon.
Sometimes, even though he prefers cats, Sir gets to play with a little puppy named Sprinkles.
She’s not all that bright, but she’s cute and she means well and she knows one or two tricks.
Sometimes I just need you to have the gall to tell me you don’t care whether or not I’m comfortable.