But, I've been busy. Between getting rid of the roommate from hell, and moving a pretty terrific one in, plus family issues, and relationship issues, plus a wonderful party that I threw last weekend....I've been a busy bitch.
The fun stuff: I threw my first party in years here last saturday night. Once gain, my house rang with laughter, the music played, the pornos raged on TV, and the fun was outrageous. I had moved my bondage rack into one empty bedroom, my St. Andrew's Cross into another, left the massage table in my main playroom, and turned the room adjoining the playroom into the Sybian Room. Some friends of mine did suspension bondage from the bondage rack, and I'm going to see if he'll start teaching me the finer points of suspension technique and safety. I love his ropework, and I'm excited to learn. The cross got used in the other room the way crosses usually do. My massage table got a helluva workout since I did spankings, fire cupping, needle corsets and more on it all night. One of my close friends looked at me at the end of the night and he said "I kept track, and you did about $1300 worth of playing if you had been charging." Hahahah!! Leave it to a former client who made it through the ranks to become one of my closest friends and play partners to see it that way. There were a few former clients there, and for all of them, it was their first party, and their eyes were spinning the entire night! There were also some ultra gorgeous lady friends of mine taking turns on the Sybian, and that was a sight to behold!!!!! I'll be posting some pics of the party soon, after I get everyone's permission. And, I'll be hosting another party in a few weeks, and I look forward to more shared laughter and energy.
Mistress Kiley will be coming over tomorrow, FINALLY. Hopefully. For the past few weeks, our time together keeps getting interrupted. I look forward to spending the day with her tomorrow and catching up. I miss my friend.
Oh, and as for the new roommate...he is a lucky motherfucker. Well, so am I, but in a different way. How is he lucky?? Well, first of all...the first few nights he stayed here, he didn't have his bed, so...he got to sleep with me. Totally platonic (other than him giving me a great backrub til I fell asleep the night of the party I just mentioned when every bone and joint in my body was sore), but still...very few men land in my bed. So he slept with me for a few nights. However, the poor guy does like to smoke a ciggie before bed, and the first night he was here, he got out of the shower, and went to walk outside to smoke before going to bed. I rarely smoke anymore, and even when I puffed like a steam engine, I still hated going to bed with that cigarette smell on me. So, when he grabbed his smokes and started to head out the front door to light up, I said "You are NOT thinking of having a cigarette and then getting into MY bed and making it smell like an ashtray, are you?" His response? He smiled and said "Of course not, Ma'am." and dutifuly put his cigarettes away and went to bed like a good boy. He's also lucky because tonight we played. Whee!!! And my beautiful friend T., was here to watch and take pictures. Yummy!! I wasn't dressed up or anything, and wasn't even wearing make-up, so I'm going to have to crop myself out of the pics before posting, otherwise, I'm pretty sure I'd get fined by the FCC. Anyway, it was a lovely hour filled with leather hoods, rubber restraints, paddles, slappers, floggers, pinwheels, ball parachutes, CBT, NT, and it was so much fun. My little houseboy (literally) is a total pain slut!! Yeah, I'm pretty damned lucky, too.
Love to all of you, and thanks for being so patient with me even when I'm not updating this thing.
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