The Isolated Blurt BDSM Thread

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I really don't want to work today.

Yesterday I felt liike crap (recovering after a 13 hour shift I'm sure) so I didn't get much sewing done (got a few rooms tidied up tho) so today I just want to stay home and sew.

I'm getting bored with the kiddie stuff, so I thin I'll start on my skirt for the concert next month, and then some adult stuff.

That's what I really want to do today.

Oh well. :(
 
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It's raining.

And I like rain.

The dripping on the roof.

Intermittent. Like jazz.
But resting on a consistent backbeat of birdcalls and breeze and the hum of buses.

It rained ten million years ago
and it will rain ten million years from now.

Rain says, "whatever your problems
internetdownbillsfuckingmiscommunicationdogsbarking.
the rain is going to fall like
aquatic neosporin."

Did I mention I like rain? :rolleyes:
 
Coffee. Coffeecoffeecoffee - I need coffee. And a nap. Followed by coffee.

ETA:
I shall be very, very disappointed if I scared off the asshat with something so simple as that! That's not even me playing, simply glancing over the field.
 
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Got a promo email from sub-shop.com, hadn't in a long time. Went to take a look at their merchandise.

Realized I don't get to play with that stuff anymore. No collar, no armbinder...I guess all that stuff is just trappings, and D/s is mental and doesn't need toys, but...

I miss it.
 
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I just took this. I love it when a blustery storm moves off, leaving a clear, cool bottle-blue sky:

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It's raining.

And I like rain.

The dripping on the roof.

Intermittent. Like jazz.
But resting on a consistent backbeat of birdcalls and breeze and the hum of buses.

It rained ten million years ago
and it will rain ten million years from now.

Rain says, "whatever your problems
internetdownbillsfuckingmiscommunicationdogsbarking.
the rain is going to fall like
aquatic neosporin."

Did I mention I like rain? :rolleyes:

Like!
 
Computer, please stop being so fucking slow. I'm doing secret things at work, and when I need to change the window quickly and efficiently, please cooperate with me.
 
What up. Last time I updated y'all, the foster family thing was still ongoing. That's changed - the girl and I are fully together, with the third person becoming more of a play partner with benefits than part of the relationship - and it's all rather nice. The girl's actually having some kink-related issues, though, and I'm currently feeling quite useless because I really have no idea how to address any of them; at the moment, I'm just making it clear that she can take as much time as she needs to get her head in order, that no matter how much she says I should find somebody who's not broken, I want her and that I'm really quite fond of her. Maybe even a bit...y'know, close to breaking out the L word.

"Lesbian?"

...the other L word. So, while that situation isn't ideal, I'm happy to live with it.

Meanwhile, I'm also a little bit in love with the aforementioned third person. You may remember this person is mostly lesbian. This has not changed, in fact she is mostly lesbian with a girlfriend. We joke we have the exact same sexual orientation - mostly girls, just the occasional boy does it for us. This is unlikely to end well.

I also fucked up badly for the first time. In public, natch. I was playing with a play partner of mine at a rope workshop and kicked her quite hard - we play violently anyway, but people probably weren't expecting to see that there and I winded her, so I think it looked worse than it was. That was unpleasant enough as it is, and I'm keeping up my promise to myself to be in touch with her every day for the next month to make sure she's in full working order, but at the time I also had a further unpleasant experience. London has this one complete megacunt of an Uber Dom who is almost all of the worst characteristics of the stereotypical Uber Dom rolled into one with an additional helping of general hatred for the entire under-35 set and absolutely no respect for young male Doms (like your humble narrator) and, as I was with my play partner and she was getting her breath back, he barged in to tell me I'd fucked up and also had a reputation for fucking up, basically pissing all over basic scene etiquette by interfering with a scene he had no part of, leaving his suspended and spaced-to-fuck bottom hanging to do so and, without wanting to go into dark speculation, treating me infinitely worse than he would have a young Domme or an older top who was one of his friends in the same situation.
Which pissed me off. But the guy's such a universal cunt that my friends, most of whom are part of the under-35 set he hates so much, have rallied round me in a way I'm still shocked they did. So things could be worse, all told. Still have a lovely girlfriend. Got a bunch of phenomenal friends. Look good in a suit. Aaaaaaand now I've gotta sleep. Nighty night!

tl;dr summary: Things were trending uphill until about two weeks ago, have fallen quite a bit since then, am currently climbing back up.
 
I like this silvery nail polish I got but the boy is telling me to go with the dark reddish brown.

So, do I have to do everything he says? :rolleyes:
 
I need to do homework, but my back hurts to bad to concentrate. So I took a vicodin. Wanna bet I can't concentrate on it, either? Talk about being darned if you do, darned if you don't.
 
Holy crap, tim tams just got even better.

THe dark chocolate ones have always been my favourite, but now there's dark chocolate and mint!

Holy crap, and they're totally awesome.
 
I'm contemplating learning how to top.
And I don't think I'm entirely fond of the idea.
:(
 
I'm contemplating learning how to top.
And I don't think I'm entirely fond of the idea.
:(

Learning? I thought you just made a list of things that you want to do (in the context of the relationship and encounter). No props required.
 
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