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I know someone who might like this.
I’m just going to leave this here.
Ivy Update:
I’m down to my last week here.
While I am very excited to see my friends and family again, I am going to miss this place like crazy. I have had so many amazing experiences and I am trying to work out a way to come back here next summer, possibly for research purposes. The women I worked with were so inspirational and I had some really amazing opportunities and experiences that I never dreamed in a thousand years would be available to me.
Yes, sometimes it got dangerous and uncomfortable. But, no, I would not do anything differently (okay, okay, maybe a few things). I am so grateful to all the people who stuck around to follow me and for all the people who jumped on during my hiatus (there are more than a hundred of you, oh my gosh).
I’ll be back to my normal smut quota soon. See you all in a week.
<3, Ivy
Oh, the prospect is tempting.
Oh Ivy… please tell me this has you considering tattoo ideas…. at least just a little…
I must admit I had to consult google on this Poison Ivy gal. But, hey, any publicity is good publicity. <3
PS: She’s a fox.
PPS: Currently rattling around my head? Nananananana Nanananana Nanananana BATMAN.
Poison Ivy
I knew I’d seen Ivy before. Good job HDLH reminded me.
I’m Ivy. It’s not my name, but it is what my name very loosely means according to those baby books. It’s also the athletic affiliation of my university. But that’s seriously, seriously unimportant.
What is important is that I’m kind of a sick girl. Despite being raised to achieve, to conquer limits, to rise to the occasion, I’m terribly into submission, degradation, and dehumanization. I like getting slapped around. I like getting called horrible names. I like being brought down to a lower level. I love being tied up. I used to think that being submissive and being a strong woman were independent of the other, but I’ve learned that there’s much less of a binary than what we’re intended to think.
Despite this discovery, there’s certainly some bumps along the way of being kinky. Namely:
Sorry this first post was so long-winded, I’m sure I’ll get more terse as this goes along. Provided you stick around.
Love,
Ivy