A Good Try at Hummiliation

He came to my place straight from an interview. I had the usual instructions, no underwear, skirt, nice and trimmed. I got to see him clean shaven, a rare occasion. He was wearing a suit, and didn't even bother getting out of his car. He had me come to his window and lean in toward him. He immediately got out his new clover clamps and put one on each nipple. He tucked my tits back away. I got in the passenger seat in a whirlwind. He adjusted the chain so it was accessible and started to tell me about his interview. Every time it was my turn to talk I got the chain pulled a little. The way the clamps fell into my bra, my piercings went perpendicular to the foam. Which did wonders for the predicament.
The plan was to get  lunch at a cafe on Telegraph. We rode to the top of a near by parking structure. We found a little privacy out in the sun on the roof. Before I was allowed out of the car I had to hang out my window , ass up in the air toward him. He shoved a butt plug up my ass. I had forgotten to lubricate, luckily he let it slide. Promising punishment next time. He had me stay where I was and took out his camera. A bright pink digital thing. He moved me to where he wanted me to pose using the chain hanging from my bra. He had my tits hanging out of the window with my whole upper body, gravity taking effect to  further tighten the clamps. He snapped a few of me trying to blink back tears and smile for him. As he put my tits back I pleaded to have the clamps taken off. He gave me an ultimatum, pull them off now by the chain or wait till the restaurant and get them taken off for me. I opted to wait, they where already so tight and there was no way I was ripping them off! While waiting for the elevator, he made shore my plug wasn't going anywhere, and had me suck him a little. As we walked to the restaurant I commented that he just had to take me to that specific area. Just to make sore there was the most people out that I could know.
We stood in line and I worked on clearing my head enough to order. He had me sit down and brought me my food. We sat as close to the window as possible and he positioned me pussy in plain sight. Legs wide and skirt hiked up. Before we dug in, he took off the clamps. Nobody even batted an eye. He looked enough like just another suit, that we were able to get away with murder. We talked about body types and an ex of his over lunch. How our heads both turned to follow a hot chick and how much fun it would be to go 'fishing' together. As he showed off my cunt more and more to the window, I didn't blush or anything. I did try to catch my breath unsuccessfully though.
After lunch we drove into Tilden and found an empty parking lot. He changed my plug in the car and got me out. He tryed bending me over his trunk, but me being too short and to open the trunk. He penetrated me, feeling the plug still inside me, and pounded me till I came. I had dug my face deep into the blankets in his trunk at that point. He stood me up and pushed me onto my knees. I deep throated him till he exploded all over my face and tits. As we were getting dressed again, and he finished changing another car pulled up. We decided to walk down the trail. Me floating on air. We found a park bench and I got a good spanking. I love his big hands. That man doesn't need a paddle. He cleaned off the now flaky cum and we went further exploring. We ended up at the little farm. I had never been before. I walked on air around, shooting the shit and talking about when he had taken his girlfriend there.

My Trail to Top

So I'm an Aries, I'll start there. I'm the first one in bed to be 'fuck it, let's fuck'. Or the one that knows how to divide and conquer. So I tended toward the opposite of all that pushiness
and loved when someone else was completely in control. But my top side was always in there.

It's quite evident in my reactions to certain sexual activities. I've always hated being distracted when giving oral, I get off purely by getting my partner off and I love getting people all hot and bothered and then leaving. Soliciting a reaction is the goal, being in control of some one's mind and toying with them. My tops and doms seem to have the same goal. If I'm not giving the proper response, punishment gets tougher.

So the more I practise doing to others what I love done to me the more i find that fire i love to illicit in my partners. That "yes i have the power" feeling and mine goes a little deeper into "and i know how good that must feel". I've been told it's like a fire in my eyes.

I'm still timid, but I'm learning and training, and I know it's there. I'm getting more confident in myself everyday. 

I proved it to myself, when I put two friends in rope harnesses and made one get on their knees for me. Without saying a word mind you and present me my chip. All in front of a boisterous crowd of over a hundred. I'm still growing and I can't wait to see what I'm able to become.e

My First Top

He was a hairy hippie guy. I messaged him on my favorite online dating site and we had struck up a conversation quickly. He brought up the movie Secretary fairly quickly and having never seen it, I had no idea what he was referencing. We met up for a couple of hours between my classes and walked around Berkeley talking about random shit. He brought back up Secretary and explained the reference this time. He went on to voice his frustration of the San Fransisco Community. He had created a group that was anarchist kinky people that had since fizzled out. I was instantly intrigued. He was my type, big bear hippy and into stuff I had only dreamed about. My mistress has since told me that even years before I had come into the scene officially, I exuded kinkiness. Much like a closeted queer person can be sniffed out with the right gaydar. I was spotted by her years earlier after a dyke march and now by him. He dropped me back off at class after a date at his place later that week.
I got to his place and got a shaky back message. I could feel he was restraining something and it scared and excited me to no end. We talked about spankings and other off handed stuff. This was my first negotiation. On a quick drive we went through where our kinks came from. Why I always wanted to submit and why he wanted to dominate. We had shared pasts in some dramatic ways. I learned more about where he grew up and what brought him to California.
He finally played with me. First he stood me up and grasped me in his way, making it clear that I was safe and that he was in control. He would do this every time we played, once before and once after, and even though I was right at chest level I never heard his heart beat fasten. It was always steady and in control, much like he was. He sat back down and had me lay over his knee. Ass in the perfect place for his right hand. He gave me the best spanking. Rhythmic and even. Heavy but still with some surprises. He brought me to the pain orgasm I knew was possible, but had never experienced before. I slowly meandered down the mountain of my explosion. As I layed in his lap, I was held by one strong arm and caressed by the other. I hid my face, having had tears of the release form in my eyes. He ran his fingers over my now bright red bottom and let me swim in my own world.
I finally got up and he was tickled by my squirms of trying to find a less stingy way to sit. I got to my feet at last and took a big step down from the clouds over a cigarette. Before I left I was given a homework assignment. Research 'subspace' because I didn't formally know about it, but knew the feeling. I left to go home in a dream.
That week every time I readjusted my jeans remembering his hand. Smiling to myself and going about my business, knowing there was only more to come.

A Quick Word on Discretion

This is a topic I've never been good at, but it's come up quite recently with this blog.
I'm quite vocal about it and proud of it, so most I come in contact with where it's appropriate, I have them check out my blog.
The only pit fall here is when I decide to hook up with someone. I hate to be discouraging, and I'm not going to lie. So I'm caught in a quandary. I don't want to hurt someone by putting up a bad review, but some deserve only one star.
Granted I have high standards, and know how to make the other person have a good time a little too well sometimes. So I find I can leave people thinking what they want and not checking their assumptions. So to take them down a notch on my blog is kinda mean. And I might be brutally honest, but over the Internet is a shitty way to find out your not the best in the sack. Especially after your coming off of what you thought was a great night.
I do have to say I love playing with people, so keeping them thinking what they want makes it easier to play with them later on. So I'm resigned not to write about everyone.
So that's my quick word, just another thing on my mind.

My Dating Persona

I am Genghis KhuntRandom Brutal Sex Master (RBSM)

 So you are Genghis Khunt: master of man, bringer of pain—riding your way to conquest after conquest.

Your sexual avarice is legendary. You’ve already had an unusually high amount of experience, and, still you look for more. You intimidate many. You make no apologies.

Personality-wise, you’re carefree and relatively easy-going. You don’t plan things out ahead of time; you tend to live in the moment. Of course, this can cause some damage when the moment happens to include a screaming orgasm with his younger brother. Hence the ‘brutal’ tag we’ve given you.

But you know what, take five seconds to lock the doors, and you’ll be fine. There’s nothing wrong with a little sex, or a whole lot.

I just thought this was the funnyest thing when I first took it, and oh so spot on!

Mistress Sees

This is another cataloging of texts from my Mistress. She is quite amazing, this is how she saw my night the other night.

"I've been observing spiritually and energetically...and watched you energetically curiously strum one of the new energetic and spiritual threads added in my intricate web playfully a couple of hours ago! I'm so glad your having such a wonderful time and I always enjoy your seductive playful curiosity... It's always wonderful when your being mischievous... I am always here! You are absolutely extraordinary!"

I told her here that I had been hitting on this cute little thing all night. And what she had been observing was me playing with my new prey. This girl brings out a hunter in me, I'm having fun.

"Ah...so the women withe the seemingly innocent curiosity is named Lily! No I wouldn't call her innocent...clever...mischievous maybe in an adorable and cute way like a curious kitten maybe... but hardly 'innocent' this Lily is too experienced with the seductive chase to be genuinely 'innocent'... At least that's my observations. I'm finding it quite enjoyable how you've got your friend and I spiritually and energetically am participating in your fun with Lily tonight! It's quite fun really! How you've been periodically coming over and noticing all the new ideas and strands and intricate designs to my energetic and spiritual web... things that you are waiting eagerly to experience what surprises they hold...while your dom is standing to the side like a knight  or elf guide as you happily go back and forth between him and I... periodically disarming him with your seductive magic... and strumming my spiritual web to get my attention as if it's time for me to do more then observe... once you've got both our attention you've been drawing this Lily in... keeping her attention... when she cleverly and shyly takes a step back and feels things out... You take her hand ...lead her to him... and ask for his 'unbiased' guidance while enticing this Lily... with the extraordinary one of a kind seduction you do... and as he smiles he points to me and my web. So a couple of times you've led her over to a familiar already experienced thread or 'design' you've already experienced being entangled and gleefully squirming in... while she's taking all this in... trying to figure out what to do next... with all of this, some of witch she doesn't understand... you walk over playfully and strum a thread of my web which I am waiting and watching but not moving... but definitely absorbing you healing and seduction... Lily... turns to you not quite believing you when you assure her that it's safe. She of course has sensed it's safe, but still doesn't understand your excitement about it. So you lead her back to him, her old friend! Who of course is clearly enjoying all this fun, he has been trying to convince Lily to follow you... this back and forth went on for hours... Lily even strummed one of my threads and reacted with a gasp like a kitten with a new toy... and you just lit up and almost had her in your arms at more than one point! Him and I separately each with glowing smiles of the wonderful progress your making with this Lily! I can only imagine how things have been progressing physically with you and her! I am honored to be part of this seductive playful game and even more honored that it is my unique web that is the object to attract Lily's mischievous and playful kitten like curiosity so she can experience your motherly nature and being and wisdom! It's beautiful!"

A Long Suduction

She is a self identified hard nut to crack. But so far It's been so worth it. I love a challenge anyway.
I met her on her birthday, and had an immediate reaction to cuddle her and keep her warm. Our first meeting is scattered about in 'An Eye Opening Date'. She is amazingly cuddly for how petite she is. 
I first tryed hanging out with her socially, get to know her better at my favorite pub, but she was never game. I did manage to get her out to a dutch dinner once in this time, that was lovely. So I took a different approach and took the dogs out to a park together. It was very nice, we both got soaked by a golden retriever, I got a sun tan and had great conversation. She opens up like a day lily, timidly and quickly and pulls out of me, similar experiences, that some of my most intimate friends don't know the details of. There is a lock on that box, that though is hard to crack, is incredibly comforting. She quickly elicits a reaction of protector from me. Not predator, the way I can be with other conquests, or knight in shinning armor, how I can be with straight women that I'm interested in anyway. But a hand maiden, supporting, helping and trusted confidant, maybe lover.
I ran with an off handed comment of hers about good clubs and suggested my favorite one. And really the only one I know of, Bondage a Go Go. It happened to be the right day for it as well. I was super excited to dress her up and take her out to show her off on my arm, but I was rain checked on. It was last minute notice.
The next day, I got to sit down with an old boyfriend of mine that is currently dating her. (She had him first, and thus ends up with him as well) He is a good friend of mine still. We had a very nice chat over a dirty chai, debriefing a little over some poly drama. But the topic switched quickly away from my exploits, falling for my primary, and small tensions being worked out in his life to her. We both kinda made a game plan of how I should seduce her. How this would not only be advantageous for all involved, but how I would get to be with her. She is quite a catch and a very special girl. With a hidden and quiet grace, and playful sexiness that brings me to my knees.
I decided to take her to a new play party at the local dungeon, the Dirty Palette. A body painting, sexy, scantily clad, party bdsm overtones and just something that was exactly up her alley. I got her all girlishly excited for it, asking questions like "what should I wear?" and such like that. We had a blast of a time as out lined in 'Breaking Her Out'.
My Mistress, her and I all have hung out. I got to treat them to chocolate and feed my Mistress Fenton's ice cream. They got along famously.
 She is trying to date, but it's particularly stressful for her. So one night she came over just needing to be held. I surrounded her in my arms. And layed her down next to her. Rubbing her back and telling her how stunning she is. I was very good, not going to her butt, or around to her chest. Staying only to her back and shoulders. I ended up wrapping her in my blankets as I did other things, just holding the safe space for her. It was incredibly lovely, just lying next to her. Being able to care for her and give her the attention she needs and craves. I tend to forget the effect women have on me.
We finally went out on a real date night. We skipped the movie and went straight to drinks and dinner. And then ended up in Benicia. At a play ground no less. We are both big kids and love a good play ground in the middle of the night when we have the whole place to ourselves. She led me to a small tower. We were surrounded by wood and sheltered from the rain. We even had our own balcony. I got to cuddle her close. Breath with her and take her through her own body. We talked of energy, and archetypes. I'm the earth mother that plays the seductress. Her the warier women with tattered fairy wings. We talked off faith and hope, the essentials for humans and the short cuts to get there. We ended on the ridiculous accident of it all. The funny, utterly unbelievable totality of it all. And how it's okay not to know.
We drove home, exhausted and cold, but recharged and elated.
I can't wait for what happens next.

Fishing Line

I had instructions- wear a shorter skirt, no underpants, shave or trim as much as possible. And for the next 3 days when you masturbate have something in your ass, whether it be a finger or dildo, I want you to come with something up there. I was excited because I had asked for the instructions. And he had a challenge, get me to safe word. I had only done it in session, when I was doing a little bit of pro sub work. But never in real life play. He had asked if he was bad for wanting to change that, and of course it wasn't. By this point we had both gone through a checklist. It's, Soul's Haven,  it's well set up and comparisons are made super easy. He picked me up at my place and took me down a back alley to check if I had complied to his liking. I passed with flying colors. On the way up to his house I had to show off my cunt to others on the highway and my tits to the toll collector.
He showed me around his place for a minute, it's totally a hippy commune style place. I was quickly taken to the dungeon. Or more of a converted wine cellar, DIY style. But I love it just the same. He showed off the 2 new eye hooks in the ceiling, they where put there just for me. I'm still quite proud of that. I'm such a little pain slut I needed spacial modifications to his dungeon. We didn't use them right away. First I was cuffed with my ass in the air. A little spanking, and caning and then a pin wheel. I wasn't told it was a pin wheel. He was going to cut me up. He went for my breasts, and back, I loved it until he got to my feet. I'm super ticklish there and hated it. He switched between the cane and the wheel, to make it feel like he was cutting open the welts. He had me sniveling and tearing up when he got to my feet. I couldn't even hold position. I was finally released after being curled up crying. I felt for the blood, and there was non there. ASS. I still have to smile at the fake out though.
I got taken out braless to get lunch. We went to a park and he set out a sleeping bag that smelt so much like sex it's kinda ridiculous. As we left he did this super man move, lifted up the thing in one swoop, through it over his shoulder like a cape while flipping his hair back. All one motion. He thinks he is so suave.
We went back to his place for the main event. I was layed down and cuffed once again. Face up this time. He pulls out his fishing line, and shows me what a good boy scout he was. He was the one flaw. When he attached the line to my nipples and behind the bars in them, he used a slip knot and never anchored it so it would stop tightening. Just cause it's thin doesn't mean you get to use bad rope technique, ladies and gentleman. Anyway, he threaded the line through the new eye hook and just let them hang for a minute. While he attached the spreader bar to my ankles. He lifted my legs up and propped them there on his chest while he took the fishing line and tied each nipple to it's adjacent ankle. Then let the bar drop. I could half bend my knees without pulling too hard on the line. I actually let my knees rest at first just to get the pull I wanted. He especially likes anal and tryed that very quickly, just my thrashing made one of the lines snap. It was pure nipple power. He wasted little time, laughing at my mistake and fixing the problem. Now I got the tiger balm. On my clit, in my ass, and all over my muff. That stuff burns so bad. I subbed out hard core. Yummy. I have no idea how long he had me down there, but it finally took him trying to go straight back in my ass dry for me to finally red out. He had to help me along even though it was my body that was trying to push him away. spreader bar and everything. He started putting things away. When I come back to earth enough and notice that maybe my nipples shouldn't be that color. So he take me down. I take my time getting back to my feet. I was led back upstairs through a different door and to the sex room.
I got close pins where the line was and given a flogging with the flogger I had made sure to bring. A good amount of blows the the back and then I was turned around. I got a good couple of hits to my chest before he made me break pose. My hands went quickly back behind me, but he had paused. He told me I was bleeding. I had known the close pin had been flogged off, but I look down and there was a good stream of blood forming. I caught what I could with my hand while he got some tissues. I got the other nipple released and eaten out for a second for how good I was being. He put me on the bed and with a combination of lots of lube and some pussy slapping, got a full 3 fingers in my back door. I was quite impressed. I was finally taken from behind by him. And fucked hard. Face down in a pillow ass to the heavens. I love that mans cock.

My piercing is in a permanently different place, but what a story. I still refer to it often, because my ego is a little to big to leave it alone. Next time the plan is to secure the bottom of my tits as well as the nipples. I can't wait!

Mistress Says

This is just the paragraphs my Mistress sends me.
She is such a beautiful writer, so I had to showcase them.
And this is only the beginning.

I think I have finally figured out how to articulate my idea of  the theme of our scene ... what my soul is telling me suits you and I! To embrace your seductive feisty nature...how about you are an investigator of the paranormal and spiritual beings and entities with some...organization... and you are supposed to investigate and interrogate me through seduction and your brilliance and wisdom in spiritual knowledge... and you get much more  than you bargained for ... and you end up in Mistress Black Widows ( my scene name) spiritual web! Eventually entangled ... and horribly conflicted... I figure it will make any playful attempts at distraction or struggles appropriately enjoyable and highly charged... As well as genuinely celebrating both of our extraordinary beings and experiences throughout the entire scene... firm the beginning to the after care!
Captivate me! I will very much enjoy undressing you to! The theme is essentially reverse interrogation! Or another description would be an interrogation gone awry! A professional seductress getting seduced or A spider caught in a bigger web... I realized that there is a strong possibility our scene will  become very sensual very quickly...where the sensations experienced... may end up entirely a fluctuating balance of energetic and spiritual and very sensual and intimated. This doesn't mean there will not be any use of my toys ... especially my riding crop and daggers (hence the theme of the seductress becoming seduced!) I am merely very much aware of the many sadistic healing and intimate and sensual things I want to give you and experience with you already! One thing I have always enjoyed whenever I play is how scene's always ebb and flow.. I am not a control freak... and am most free in energetic chaos...and unknowing...that is where I am most grounded... most free... home ...and I am I already embracing how much you've let me in already... I've been imagining your outfit, your energy, and how your going to interrogate and seduce me. I've even dreamt about our scene. I am so charged up! You are such a beautiful, sexy, vibrant extraordinary woman! It's been an experience observing the exchange of energy between us since Tuesday night! It's as if we're playing with energy and intensity alone! Connected, enticed, beautifully intense! I am extremely honored, grateful and almost completely prepared! You are truly extraordinary Raina! I hope when you come to the awareness in our scene that you are in fact the one being ... questioned ... interrogated... and your seduction and teasing is not only horribly effective but too effective and now you've got yourself in a bit of a bind is as evocative and surprising and twisted and hot...as I've been envisioning! You've let me in so much... into your heart...your spirit...and I have done the same! Only my principal sub and the other woman who would've become my 2nd primary sub have I experienced a similarly intense while entirely individual and uniquely extraordinary... bond, trust, electrifying compatibility... and it is amazing! And this is only the beginning! I am already in awe of you! I am trying to imagine being captivated... reeled in! I am rendered speechless at the images and energies are invoked! The words that come to mind are... Mmmmm! Yummy! and Tasty! the images and energies that spark in my mind and heart and spirit leave me breathless! I speak from my heart and the core of my spirit ...genuinely...earnestly...honestly! Just wait until tomorrow...than you'll experience the magic I can work with my hands...lips...energy...touch...voice...and healing! My words make you quiver? Is it as if I am reaching through my words and comforting, stimulating, and exciting? My principal sub has told me...something similar. You and I are are such a delightful match! I've been feeling your seducing touch through your texts and from your energies since we met! Naturally I am inclined to seduce, tantalize, excite (wrap my energetic hands around your breasts ... or sensually brush your inner thighs) in response...with the unique warm, safe, stimulating tingly sensation as I envelope you with my energetic essence...it is a seductive dance beyond words... and physical limitations...and overlaps into the realms of dream...heals and comforts...and is enhanced a thousand fold when physically together! Hence my nearly melting at Wicked Grounds the other day...and my barely able to contain excitement about playing with you soon! I have only encountered this intensely extraordinary and indescribable integration of energies and spirits with two other woman as you know! And I've played with many people over the years...I rarely am as excited and in awe as I am with you! The mutually revitalizing experience is as extraordinary and extraordinarily rare as you are! I of course can give much much much more! And tonight ... if you well allow me...I will envelope you with my spirit...visit you in your dreams...celebrate you entirely...thoroughly...and if you close your eyes...you will feel my hands massaging...tingling on your breasts...and the safety of a dark ancient cloak...and wings! Nurturing you ...protecting you... empowering...and as you let me in deeper.... I let you deeper into my spirit...my energies...my being .... all that I am! I am so honored! So beyond gratitude! so invigorated! And so very excited! As the night progresses... I will be with you! Nurturing... healing... stimulating...empowering... sending pulses of my unique and intense energies exactly where you need, want and crave... of warm tingly orgasmic pleasure ... safety..care...devotion... and presence...through your spirit... your body...your thoughts! You are safe...Until we play I will be with you energetically...spiritually...as if I am with you physically and substantially until we both arrive at the Play Party tomorrow... and certainly afterwards! I am here! You are so beautiful! So amazing! So sexy! So extraordinary! I will be visiting you in your dreams! You will recognize me as the spiritual being. I am in my many different incarnations... and the familiarity and intensity of my uniquely intense... ancient...and pleasurable energy... sometimes guiding...sometimes protecting... sometimes comforting... sometimes giving you gifts... always giving almost overwhelming pleasure... sensation... and spiritual sensuality throughout!

April 21, 11:20pm

First Meeting

I was reminiscing about a brief period when I was dating a dangerously charming, polyamorous dom and the stories I love to repeat about our time together. In all there are 3 scenes and one eye opening date. Not much, but more then enough material to write about.
We met how I've met many in my life currently over an online dating site. I messaged him because we matched so well. And he replied with a dating rule he was bond to at the time, that made me just too young for him.
We met for brunch and hit it off. The first thing I noticed was his black and pink hippie shirt and I still have to smile. It by all accounts is one of his favorites. The exact conversation is lost to my memory, but when I explained the one biblical law against body manipulation he checked if I had one. In the old testament the sign of someone being a slave is them having a gold ring in their right ear. The second those words came out of my month he checks, blushes and explains himself. I ended up recounting this many times to friends with the giddy anticipation I had of finally getting a one from him. You see i do have a second hole in my right ear that is rarely filled.
We proceeded to my favorite smoking spot, because I'm a smoker. He proceeded to comment on my legs with an expert hand placed on my knee. And as we walk out that afternoon, he placed a hand on my back right between my shoulder blades to instill confidence and power. I left him floating on a cloud. I knew he was going to be fun.

First Experience

I had been dipping my toes in at Bondage a Go Go and my roommate decided to go to the Power Exchange with her boyfriend and of course thought of me.
So I grabbed a friend and we where on our way.
My roommate and her boyfriend lasted 20min and left.
I on the other hand immediately gravitated to the several crosses and especially the stage down stairs with a couple of horses behind a long set of huge windows, downstairs. The only things missing was a dom and some toys.
I was in luck a few doms showed up and set up in my favorite room. Put chains over the entrances and everything. When i found them they had their tool box open and where happily talking to two other women. I went right up and asked as politely as possible to be beaten. They happily let me and my friend in.
He sat down on the throne to have a up front seat and i took my place in front of the cross.
"Mr. Good times" started slowly but quickly got harder. He kept checking in to see if i was okay. I was up there for an hour. Spanking and Flogging and spanking and flogging. My legs where shaking in Ecstasy when i felt something drop in me and when i opened my eyes to take a look at the huge crowd that had gathered behind the windows, my vision started to fuzz. I asked for water and got sat down. This had just happened recently to me after giving blood.
It was amazing, though i didn't pain orgasm that time, my ass was a purple for days and a gorgeous sunset for 2 weeks after. That was the first bdsm experience i had and right away people where in awe that i had the balls even though it was my first time to that club and how much i could take. As well as being shown off to a crowd. It has definitely foreshadowed my favorites in the scene since. I don't do anything small. I jump in feet first, find I'm in over my head and then learn to swim.

A Quick Word on Trans

You know how when you walk in to a boy's room, you can smell boy? A mix of old socks and lots of jizz.
And when you walk into a girl's room, it's definitely girl? A sweet, and musty mix of panties and toys.
Well whenever I've walked into a trans' person's room, I can smell it. It's a distinct high pitched smell of spicyness mixed with a knock your socks off amount of pure pheromones. I in particular love that smell. My exes room smelled of it with a mix of oldspice. My best girl friend smells of it, and we talked about it the first time we met. How she reminded me of my ex when I closed my eyes. Call it a fetish or what have you, but everyone I've met who is 20 something and transitioning has this smell. And it's not a bad thing.
I had to write this because I was received really badly by a women at a play party Friday, when I expressed to her my feeling on such matters. She found it creepy, that all trans people had special appeal or something. When though I do find that was not the point to my sharing this with her. I still feel guilty for bringing her down though. Everyone else who I've expressed this to had received it appreciatively, never poorly. So it through me for a loop. I'm sure there is some biology behind it as well. But I've yet to find the writing to prove that. Just needed to put that out there. And if you don't like it, it's just my opinion and my findings. You are aloud to have a totally different experience, but don't judge mine!