Monthly Archives: October 2019

More Kinktober – Play Parties/Dungeon

Oct 25, 2019 | Posted by in Kink & Scenes, Kinktober 2019 | 1

I love it when plans come together. I resisted making lots of plans for this weekend’s kink event, knowing that – especially at this particular one, Kinky Kollege – I tend to overplan and then to get overwhelmed, and end up not doing the things I really wanted to do. So this past week or so I’ve just been putting desultory feelers out there, keeping an eye on the event discussions, but not jumping in too much or doing my usual online socializing and setting up play plans. And I’ve ended up with what feels like a good balance. Friday is a bit activity and potential-play heavy, but I can balance that out with a quieter Saturday night, and then round it all out with a Sunday morning demo bottom opportunity to send me on my way, and back to Viper, who I am (in an unusual situation) seeing SundayRead more …

I got paddled. And more.

Oct 17, 2019 | Posted by in Kink & Scenes | 3

(Gratuitous paddled butt image.) I got paddled last night. I may have also licked semen off that same paddle. A lot of semen… “However did you end up licking semen off a paddle, Jade?” I can hear you asking it. And if I’ve got a picture of that cum-covered paddle (I know how you lot think, don’t think I don’t.) But no. How I wish I did. About 5 minutes after I’d licked it all up (making a really scrunched-up face, I’m sure) I was saying, “damn, I should have got a picture!” It was beautiful. Thick, creamy and so so white on the burnished mahogany wood of the paddle (my favorite paddle). He managed to spread it in a squiggly, artistic way (yes, artistic semen – hah!) but it wasn’t there just for looks. He had been smacking me over and over with it. My hands against the wall,Read more …

Kinktober, A Spanking Event & Anxieties

And now we have a Station Break from our regularly scheduled drama, “The Grand Canyon and Beyond,” (soon to be continued – promise!) I’ve had an up-all-night for-no-good-reason kind of night. Sleeping meds finally dropped me over into Morpheous’ arms at about 1:30 a.m., but they only hold for so long, and here it is 5:50 a.m. and I’m awake AF. I’ve got my upcoming trip to Chicago on my mind. It’s to a Thurs-Sun spanking party, and while I was excited for all kinds of reasons to sign up, a lot of those had to do with nostalgia, and wanting to make a statement about this new reality I find myself in, as well as the sheer fun I hoped I would have. And still do hope! But, as with everything, it’s complicated. One of the sillier complications has to do with clothing; with presentation. I had no idea,Read more …