After last blog-post my friend P and me went to check up a new torture addition with breasts bound with either metal cuffs or chains and tormented with barbed wire or chained piercings. It ended with us both getting the new things. While we were there we also met my friend p who was there for the same thing, even if she didn't buy anything. I was a little disappointed with the finish of the breast bondage though since it wasn't adapted well to the curvature of the chest. Otherwise it was just up my alley since breast torture is a favourite of mine.
After unpacking and preparing the new adornments we sat chatting while P fixed up a lot of her old things to fit her new body shape better. Finally I was so tired I almost fell asleep though and needed to leave for sleep. I did the mistake of passing by Sir R's place on the way home and bumped into among others my friends c and Mistress W again, and P and p also joined. It wasn't until an hour later I finally managed to tear lose and go to bed.
After a full 5 hours of resounding sleep I woke up and once more entered Second Life. A quick visit to Sir R's place brought nothing of interest so I continued to my job instead. There I nosed around some and discovered that two of my favourite places that disappeared in the rebuild were now back: one pony-girl taxi station and one shibari bondage garden that was now even more beautiful than the original.
I also got a long and nice chat with my employer Mistress I about her business in Second Life and some of her views and policies concerning BDSM and related things. I met a colleague there who I actually could help with some information about slavery and bondage from my own experiences both from real life and Second Life.
When I later returned to Sir R's place my friend z just came online. Today she was a real tease and first got me going pretty good, but for some reason we didn't go any further than chirping but instead slipped into much more serious and important things real-life. Our chat really meant a lot to me since z generously shared a lot of her own experiences with me and managed to calm some of my worries on the subject. I was sad when I had to leave to take care of some real-life business but I still left with a warm feeling from my time with z.
When I was done with my real-life business I returned to Sir R's place again. There was not so much of interest to me going on there but I at least could say hi to Sir D and then I met my friend p again. Together we visited a common acquaintance who was supposed to be in isolation, and had a nice time chatting and fooling around some before we split up again.
I felt fidgety so I returned to my job hoping for something interesting to happen. After having checked out a half-finished new bondage castle project Mistress I had informed me about before, I got a nice chat with one of the managers there, but that was about it. While there I messaged some with Mistress W and let her vent some steam over some technical issues she had concerning some of her neighbours in Second Life. Unfortunately I couldn't help much but I think she felt a bit better just from talking about it.
Back at Sir R's place again I ran into Sir N and had a long pleasant conversation about languages and nationalities in real life, and gender issues in Second Life. I ended the evening with a long chat and hug session with my friend c who showed up. We both seem to be equally amazed about how the other manages to put up with us, but at least I'm very happy that we obviously do.
Sunday, June 13, 2010
Saturday, June 12, 2010
Almost 24 hours
It's been some crazy 24 hours in Second Life. After yesterday's blog post I couldn't go to sleep but stayed awake for quite some time and experienced a rush hour I think I never saw before at Sir R's place. A lot of people were there including my friends p, c, Mistress W, c's Master, P, an old slave sister, m, many other more sporadic acquaintances and many I never remember seeing before. As usual when there are so many people I felt quite lost in the end.
I was actually happy when things started to calm down a bit and I found myself chatting with P and a common friend, the girl I helped out of her locked cuffs before. She's actually more domme than sub and started teasing me some about things that might happen to me. I was a bit fidgety already so that teasing actually hit home and got me more than a little bit interested. I like the girl and P was willing to vouch for her reliability, which is good enough for me. Time ran out however so I guess I'll have to wait and see if anything happens, but I don't think I would be quite impossible to persuade.
After P and I was left alone we took a quick tour of Sir R's castle to check on any new additions, but we didn't get very far before P's Master Sir D showed up. I then left them to themselves and got a few hours of sleep.
When I returned to Second Life I had first a brief run in with my friends P, c and k again, a little bit later also with p and Sir N, before my friend z showed up. I chatted some with her while also m and Sir R himself showed up and I chatted some with them as well. After m left and Sir R became occupied elsewhere, I tried a little girl-girl double-bondage idea with z. It proved to work very well and Sir R seemed quite interested in the possibilities of it as well.
After z had left I stayed on at Sir R's place and chatted a little with some visitors coming there. I saw Sir R was busy playing with a couple of his top slaves down in the dungeons but it didn't interest me all that much. Sir D and my old slave sister showed up again as well, and we chirped some before I needed to take care of a few other things before catching a couple of hours more of sleep.
While I was chirping with Sir D and my slave sister I was also contacted by Mistress I about an incident at my job where the former Sir M had showed up and harassed one of my colleagues to get in touch with me. Mistress I checked up on him and decided he wasn't someone she wanted on her lands, so she banned him from there and also send out a warning that meant he probably will be banned from several hundreds of sims more.
me, Mistress I, i and 1 more girl in photo session at my job
I hadn't really understood the magnitude of what the former Sir M had been up to, but Mistress I shared some information that concerned a lot more than him and was partly very scary, partly almost unreal. Basically much of the same things going on in real-life trafficking take place in Second Life as well. Some girls end up so bad in situations with manipulations and blackmail that their real lives are affected and sometimes destroyed as well. I realized I have been in touch with some of the groups working these schemes before without realizing what they were really up to.
me, Mistress I and 2 more girls in photo session at my job
Concerning the former Sir M, he ran into the wall already when he tried to force me to take the first step on the path that seem to lead to a lot of suffering for many other girls, simply because my aversions against those things he tried are so strong I dropped him there and then already.
i, me, Mistress I and 3 more girls in photo session at my job
When I woke up again, it was just in time to catch a notice about models needed for a photo shoot at my job. Since it was my friends Mistress I and i who handled it I couldn't resist going there because I had so much fun last I was photographed by and with them. The rest of the day was spent in a sometimes pretty wild photo-shoot with up to six more girls with a lot of fun and mischief. I was pretty well done by the end of it, both because of lack of sleep, the intensity and the length of it.
I was actually happy when things started to calm down a bit and I found myself chatting with P and a common friend, the girl I helped out of her locked cuffs before. She's actually more domme than sub and started teasing me some about things that might happen to me. I was a bit fidgety already so that teasing actually hit home and got me more than a little bit interested. I like the girl and P was willing to vouch for her reliability, which is good enough for me. Time ran out however so I guess I'll have to wait and see if anything happens, but I don't think I would be quite impossible to persuade.
After P and I was left alone we took a quick tour of Sir R's castle to check on any new additions, but we didn't get very far before P's Master Sir D showed up. I then left them to themselves and got a few hours of sleep.
When I returned to Second Life I had first a brief run in with my friends P, c and k again, a little bit later also with p and Sir N, before my friend z showed up. I chatted some with her while also m and Sir R himself showed up and I chatted some with them as well. After m left and Sir R became occupied elsewhere, I tried a little girl-girl double-bondage idea with z. It proved to work very well and Sir R seemed quite interested in the possibilities of it as well.
After z had left I stayed on at Sir R's place and chatted a little with some visitors coming there. I saw Sir R was busy playing with a couple of his top slaves down in the dungeons but it didn't interest me all that much. Sir D and my old slave sister showed up again as well, and we chirped some before I needed to take care of a few other things before catching a couple of hours more of sleep.
While I was chirping with Sir D and my slave sister I was also contacted by Mistress I about an incident at my job where the former Sir M had showed up and harassed one of my colleagues to get in touch with me. Mistress I checked up on him and decided he wasn't someone she wanted on her lands, so she banned him from there and also send out a warning that meant he probably will be banned from several hundreds of sims more.
me, Mistress I, i and 1 more girl in photo session at my job
I hadn't really understood the magnitude of what the former Sir M had been up to, but Mistress I shared some information that concerned a lot more than him and was partly very scary, partly almost unreal. Basically much of the same things going on in real-life trafficking take place in Second Life as well. Some girls end up so bad in situations with manipulations and blackmail that their real lives are affected and sometimes destroyed as well. I realized I have been in touch with some of the groups working these schemes before without realizing what they were really up to.
me, Mistress I and 2 more girls in photo session at my job
Concerning the former Sir M, he ran into the wall already when he tried to force me to take the first step on the path that seem to lead to a lot of suffering for many other girls, simply because my aversions against those things he tried are so strong I dropped him there and then already.
i, me, Mistress I and 3 more girls in photo session at my job
When I woke up again, it was just in time to catch a notice about models needed for a photo shoot at my job. Since it was my friends Mistress I and i who handled it I couldn't resist going there because I had so much fun last I was photographed by and with them. The rest of the day was spent in a sometimes pretty wild photo-shoot with up to six more girls with a lot of fun and mischief. I was pretty well done by the end of it, both because of lack of sleep, the intensity and the length of it.
Friday, June 11, 2010
Dancing, chatting and playing
Yesterday evening I was late and meant to just make a quick visit in Second Life, but just after checking out Sir R's place as usual and about to head home to log out, Sir K showed up. I gathered my courage and took the chance to ask him back on my friends list, from which he has been missing for almost two months. At first he seemed unwilling but then he told me he was just teasing and granted me permission to add him. I was very happy when I finally could add him since I really like him a lot.
Then Sir K told me he was thinking about going to a jazz club dancing and I couldn't do much else but ask if he needed someone to escort him there. I was even happier when he accepted my offer and dressed up in the very smart suit I've seen him in once before. I dressed up in a light evening gown I thought was appropriate for the occasion and off we went.
I spent a lovely time with Sir K at the jazz club dancing the night away and chatting lightly until he decided it was getting too late for me (way past midnight my local time) and that he needed to make real-life dinner himself. We parted outside the jazz club and I went to bed very happy and content.
This morning I met my friend z at Sir R's place again. We had a long chat, and she told me some things about herself, which eased my mind quite a bit concerning some worries I had about her. She really is a very sweet and nice girl, but thankfully not quite as innocent and vulnerable as my first impressions of her. Unfortunately she still has some problems with some dom/mes and other slaves not being very nice to her.
We ended up in a very hot session when I played with her, and her response both during and after the play really touched my heart. She is just so lovely! Another slavegirl appeared while we were playing and started interfering, which got me quite irritated. I think I communicated my irritation very clearly to that other slave-girl because she backed off very quickly and humbly.
After having to leave the lovely z for real-life work and returning to Second Life later, I spent most of the afternoon and evening with my friend c. Unfortunately, she's still ill but I still had a very nice time with her, trying out the clothes she helped me buy earlier and chatting a lot about both real-life and Second Life relationships. I so wish for her to get better from her illness soon.
While chatting with c, I also got a report from my friend p about a real-life bondage-by-request she had performed at her job during the day. I had added a few suggestions to her original scheme, but even if she tried them they turned out to be a bit too hard on her. Still, her report was quite exciting and she always surprises me with how much she is able to endure.
Some real-life incidents really should have put me down for this weekend, but thanks to lovely friends like c, z and Sir K, things just feel mostly great instead. I will be spending some time in Second Life during the weekend for a change, and I really look forward to it, despite the reason for the opportunity is not so funny.
Then Sir K told me he was thinking about going to a jazz club dancing and I couldn't do much else but ask if he needed someone to escort him there. I was even happier when he accepted my offer and dressed up in the very smart suit I've seen him in once before. I dressed up in a light evening gown I thought was appropriate for the occasion and off we went.
I spent a lovely time with Sir K at the jazz club dancing the night away and chatting lightly until he decided it was getting too late for me (way past midnight my local time) and that he needed to make real-life dinner himself. We parted outside the jazz club and I went to bed very happy and content.
This morning I met my friend z at Sir R's place again. We had a long chat, and she told me some things about herself, which eased my mind quite a bit concerning some worries I had about her. She really is a very sweet and nice girl, but thankfully not quite as innocent and vulnerable as my first impressions of her. Unfortunately she still has some problems with some dom/mes and other slaves not being very nice to her.
We ended up in a very hot session when I played with her, and her response both during and after the play really touched my heart. She is just so lovely! Another slavegirl appeared while we were playing and started interfering, which got me quite irritated. I think I communicated my irritation very clearly to that other slave-girl because she backed off very quickly and humbly.
After having to leave the lovely z for real-life work and returning to Second Life later, I spent most of the afternoon and evening with my friend c. Unfortunately, she's still ill but I still had a very nice time with her, trying out the clothes she helped me buy earlier and chatting a lot about both real-life and Second Life relationships. I so wish for her to get better from her illness soon.
While chatting with c, I also got a report from my friend p about a real-life bondage-by-request she had performed at her job during the day. I had added a few suggestions to her original scheme, but even if she tried them they turned out to be a bit too hard on her. Still, her report was quite exciting and she always surprises me with how much she is able to endure.
Some real-life incidents really should have put me down for this weekend, but thanks to lovely friends like c, z and Sir K, things just feel mostly great instead. I will be spending some time in Second Life during the weekend for a change, and I really look forward to it, despite the reason for the opportunity is not so funny.
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Friends, names and ideas
For once I slept long this morning, so I didn't have much time in Second Life. I spent it at first Sir R's place and then at my job, trying out a few new toys and examining the remaining new dungeons at my job. I must admit I'm disappointed with the rebuild at my job, taking away both much of the individual charm with many of the old dungeons and playgrounds, and many of the toys and furniture I liked.
This evening there will probably be no Second Life for me due to some real-life fun with friends. It's the first time in several weeks I meet some of them, and I've really had a bad conscience for neglecting them because of work and Second Life.
I discovered this morning that the clever name scheme I developed to present my friends on this blog but still let them keep some integrity doesn't always work out. The main problem is that when I started out, I had so few regular friends that collisions between the initials I use here were rare. I guess that has changed some lately. Before posting this blog I went through old posts and corrected some in them.
The major flaw was I mixed up s, a former slave sister still locked at Sir R's place, with a more recent friend, now named Miss s here. I also was inconsistent with using Miss and Mistress for some mainly domme friends of mine in a few places.
The naming convention I try to use consistently now is a common initial for submissive friends. Friends who are neither submissive nor dominant I will try and use a capital initial for. In some cases I may also use it to differentiate between friends, like with my favorite submissive amazon P and my former slave sister p still locked at Sir R's place.
With some girlfriends showing switch tendencies at least towards me, I may add a Miss before their initial, also partly to differentiate between them, like with my friend m and my colleague Miss m who played with me once, or my former slave sister s and my switching friend Miss s. Mainly dominant friends get a Master, Sir or Mistress before their initial.
I will probably not give new acquaintances own names in this blog before I know or believe they will be reappearing in my Second Life, and it's in no way meant to be disrespectful to them. I suspect I may need to revise this naming scheme again in the future, but I would hate having to start calling friends things like s3 or m7.
Related to the subject of friends and former slave sisters, yesterday it was exactly 4 months since my time as slave at Sir R's place ended. It's amazing both how fast time has passed since then, but also how much has happened. In a way it feels more like 4 years would have been required to make all the things that have happened possible. The time at Sir R's also was a kind of new start in Second Life for me, and the only friend I have left since before that time now is my guardian M.
Yesterday morning my guardian M dropped me a landmark for a suggested parcel for me to create my own home in Second Life. It's 1024 square meters in a lovely green area with a few other tasteful buildings and sloping down towards a river, even if it's not directly on the water. He said earlier that he could buy me a parcel of that size and let me use it for free, since it's within his present tier limit.
When I was there I couldn't help noticing a large area for sale at a seemingly decent price just neighboring the parcel M suggested me. The disappointment with the rebuild at my job, some ideas I got in other places and the decision to learn to build well enough to at least personalize my home with some own touches started some wild ideas in my head.
I am thinking about trying to create a public BDSM place after my own head. I want a place combining information, playgrounds, shops and art in a pleasant environment including gardens and secluded places for private meetings. The idea is probably not very novel, but I've never seen a twist of it quite to my taste.
M has got a lot of good information, partly already available at his institute, from which I already have permission to publish it on the web, and a lot more from an old web community of his. He has also produced some lovely BDSM art. I also know of some other BDSM artists and art photographers I would like to offer a place to exhibit their work. I would also like to offer a hand-picked selection of vendors from the very best creators of BDSM furniture, toys and clothes, and put up some of their items for use in the playgrounds and dungeons.
I'm no shrewd business woman, so I doubt I would ever make such a place break even, especially not since I'd be very discriminate about vendors and activities there. But I would really love to try and create such a place for people with similar views on and tastes in BDSM as myself. The cost is no real problem for me, but I would probably need some help with both learning to build and texture good enough, some scripting and management of the place.
Probably the idea will just remain a dream, owing to either bigger difficulties than I can foresee or simply because the place will be sold before I get around to it. I will however try to talk to M about it and hear his views on it, and if he will be able to help any with arrangements and building. After all, in one way it would be much like joining and extending his work with his gallery and institute, which has come to a halt now because of him lacking time and inspiration to continue it.
This evening there will probably be no Second Life for me due to some real-life fun with friends. It's the first time in several weeks I meet some of them, and I've really had a bad conscience for neglecting them because of work and Second Life.
I discovered this morning that the clever name scheme I developed to present my friends on this blog but still let them keep some integrity doesn't always work out. The main problem is that when I started out, I had so few regular friends that collisions between the initials I use here were rare. I guess that has changed some lately. Before posting this blog I went through old posts and corrected some in them.
The major flaw was I mixed up s, a former slave sister still locked at Sir R's place, with a more recent friend, now named Miss s here. I also was inconsistent with using Miss and Mistress for some mainly domme friends of mine in a few places.
The naming convention I try to use consistently now is a common initial for submissive friends. Friends who are neither submissive nor dominant I will try and use a capital initial for. In some cases I may also use it to differentiate between friends, like with my favorite submissive amazon P and my former slave sister p still locked at Sir R's place.
With some girlfriends showing switch tendencies at least towards me, I may add a Miss before their initial, also partly to differentiate between them, like with my friend m and my colleague Miss m who played with me once, or my former slave sister s and my switching friend Miss s. Mainly dominant friends get a Master, Sir or Mistress before their initial.
I will probably not give new acquaintances own names in this blog before I know or believe they will be reappearing in my Second Life, and it's in no way meant to be disrespectful to them. I suspect I may need to revise this naming scheme again in the future, but I would hate having to start calling friends things like s3 or m7.
Related to the subject of friends and former slave sisters, yesterday it was exactly 4 months since my time as slave at Sir R's place ended. It's amazing both how fast time has passed since then, but also how much has happened. In a way it feels more like 4 years would have been required to make all the things that have happened possible. The time at Sir R's also was a kind of new start in Second Life for me, and the only friend I have left since before that time now is my guardian M.
Yesterday morning my guardian M dropped me a landmark for a suggested parcel for me to create my own home in Second Life. It's 1024 square meters in a lovely green area with a few other tasteful buildings and sloping down towards a river, even if it's not directly on the water. He said earlier that he could buy me a parcel of that size and let me use it for free, since it's within his present tier limit.
When I was there I couldn't help noticing a large area for sale at a seemingly decent price just neighboring the parcel M suggested me. The disappointment with the rebuild at my job, some ideas I got in other places and the decision to learn to build well enough to at least personalize my home with some own touches started some wild ideas in my head.
I am thinking about trying to create a public BDSM place after my own head. I want a place combining information, playgrounds, shops and art in a pleasant environment including gardens and secluded places for private meetings. The idea is probably not very novel, but I've never seen a twist of it quite to my taste.
M has got a lot of good information, partly already available at his institute, from which I already have permission to publish it on the web, and a lot more from an old web community of his. He has also produced some lovely BDSM art. I also know of some other BDSM artists and art photographers I would like to offer a place to exhibit their work. I would also like to offer a hand-picked selection of vendors from the very best creators of BDSM furniture, toys and clothes, and put up some of their items for use in the playgrounds and dungeons.
I'm no shrewd business woman, so I doubt I would ever make such a place break even, especially not since I'd be very discriminate about vendors and activities there. But I would really love to try and create such a place for people with similar views on and tastes in BDSM as myself. The cost is no real problem for me, but I would probably need some help with both learning to build and texture good enough, some scripting and management of the place.
Probably the idea will just remain a dream, owing to either bigger difficulties than I can foresee or simply because the place will be sold before I get around to it. I will however try to talk to M about it and hear his views on it, and if he will be able to help any with arrangements and building. After all, in one way it would be much like joining and extending his work with his gallery and institute, which has come to a halt now because of him lacking time and inspiration to continue it.
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Renewed friendships
This morning I started off with my usual visit to Sir R's place. I managed to almost land on top off Sir R himself when I arrived by teleportation, and I hadn't even finished rezzing before he tried to control the shackles I wore then. He really does take any chance he has to capture another slave to his place. He should know I'm not sloppy with keys or relays around there any longer though.
I then spent some time chatting with my friends c, p and an old slave sister from my time as slave at Sir R's place. c told me and showed me pictures from a wedding she and my friend P had attended. After c and my slave sister had left, and p seemed to be away from keyboard, I saw the very sweet z log on, shackled to a pedestal. This time we spent time just talking, and even if she's so lovely and tempting I managed to keep my hands off her this time, and we made friends. She really seems very sweet and nice, so I'm very glad for that.
my all new friend P at her place
While I was talking with z, one of the newest "Masters" at Sir R's place approached us and started trying to sweet-talk at least me in a quite Gorean manner. Since I've encountered him before and both seen and heard of him in action, being nothing but an abusive jerk in most's opinion, I had a hard time trying to be correct to him, even if I didn't really have to. I was waiting for him to make a mistake so I could tear his head off, but he actually managed to keep in line until he decided neither z nor me was game and disappeared.
my all new friend P at her place
This evening I met my new friend n again. This time I invited her to see me at Sir R's place, and knowing some of her kinks, I was sure she'd find some things of interest there. When I demonstrated the gyn room to her, complete with dilator and enema, and gave her a helping hand or two with it, I think she really enjoyed herself. At least she was very emotional and grateful to me afterwards, probably because I helped her cum after keeping her on the edge for some 45 minutes while she held a large enema, one of her favourite kinks.
my all new friend P at her place
I then met with my friends P, c, s and Miss s again. P has been unhappy with her appearance for some time, and today she got herself a new skin for it. I was worried she would change her appearance so she wouldn't be recognizable, but she found a good balance between keeping enough of the old but still becoming even more beautiful than before. My evening ended with a photo-shoot in a studio of all P's friends for her photo album.
I then spent some time chatting with my friends c, p and an old slave sister from my time as slave at Sir R's place. c told me and showed me pictures from a wedding she and my friend P had attended. After c and my slave sister had left, and p seemed to be away from keyboard, I saw the very sweet z log on, shackled to a pedestal. This time we spent time just talking, and even if she's so lovely and tempting I managed to keep my hands off her this time, and we made friends. She really seems very sweet and nice, so I'm very glad for that.
my all new friend P at her place
While I was talking with z, one of the newest "Masters" at Sir R's place approached us and started trying to sweet-talk at least me in a quite Gorean manner. Since I've encountered him before and both seen and heard of him in action, being nothing but an abusive jerk in most's opinion, I had a hard time trying to be correct to him, even if I didn't really have to. I was waiting for him to make a mistake so I could tear his head off, but he actually managed to keep in line until he decided neither z nor me was game and disappeared.
my all new friend P at her place
This evening I met my new friend n again. This time I invited her to see me at Sir R's place, and knowing some of her kinks, I was sure she'd find some things of interest there. When I demonstrated the gyn room to her, complete with dilator and enema, and gave her a helping hand or two with it, I think she really enjoyed herself. At least she was very emotional and grateful to me afterwards, probably because I helped her cum after keeping her on the edge for some 45 minutes while she held a large enema, one of her favourite kinks.
my all new friend P at her place
I then met with my friends P, c, s and Miss s again. P has been unhappy with her appearance for some time, and today she got herself a new skin for it. I was worried she would change her appearance so she wouldn't be recognizable, but she found a good balance between keeping enough of the old but still becoming even more beautiful than before. My evening ended with a photo-shoot in a studio of all P's friends for her photo album.
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Job and friends
I dropped by Sir R's place this morning and there was a lot more people there than usual. Some of them I knew, but there were parts of the company that I'm not comfortable with, so I moved on quickly.
When I got to my Second Life job as greeter and guide in a BDSM sim, I met one of the managers and the chief technical officer there. It was nice starting the day off with a double hug from them, the manager because she's someone I'd like to count as a friend now and the CTO since we've only have had business before when I've reported various flaws I found to her. The CTO told us with a wink that she was now finished with the dungeons after the rebuild of the facility "in case we were interested".
The manager was on the way off her shift but I took the chance to look around some and examine the new dungeons, actually mainly to learn the new layout of the facility and be able to help visitors better. Most of the dungeon furniture were old but there were a few novelties that I couldn't resist trying out. At least I now have got the hang of the general new layout even if there are a lot of details I need to learn as well. I also messaged a little with my friend c but she was still not feeling very well.
In all honesty I liked the old layout of my job better than the present, even if it had some flaws as well. The new one lacks the charm of the varied playgrounds and dungeons of the old layout, with all the dungeons in a standard size and shape only themed by textures and minor interior differences. There also seem to be fewer toys, especially the shibari ones, and some of my favorite items and settings seem to be gone entirely.
On my way back from my job, I passed by Sir R's place again. It was almost empty then but I saw one obviously abusive "Master" going at the two remaining locked girls and violating them so badly one of them was forced out of character to stop him, and hardly even that helped. I've encountered, seen and heard about that "Master" before, and I'm surprised he's still around at all.
I didn't really know the abused girls, even if I met them before, chatted some with one of them and greeted the other, but I still felt with them and cared for them. The "Master" left before I could do anything, and what could I really have done, without authority and means? I had a short exchange with the girl seemingly having been worst abused, and she had reported the "Master" to Sir R already, but in all honesty I doubt that will make much of a difference.
This evening I chatted some with my friend c again. She sounded a little bit better, maybe because she was with her Master. Anyway, I left her alone and told her to take care of him instead of listening to my babbling.
my new friend n and me in M's gallery
I also made a new acquaintance and hopefully friend today, n, a cute Japanese submissive girl I met on Twitter and who seem to share some of my interests. She warned me she didn't have any friends because of her ways, so I was a little bit cautious, but so far I've had a very nice time with her and she seems very sweet. Her only problem may be her English, but it's good enough for me at least and far better than some other Japanese I met.
my new friend n trying M's bondage stake
She's also a bit more open about her BDSM and kink interests than I am, and in some ways maybe a bit more extreme, but I still find it hard to believe that would turn people away the way they seem to have done. She's about as much of a hug hog as I am, so I say so far so good. Unfortunately our time difference means a bit awkward times to meet, but hopefully we can overcome that. And no, I'm not domming her on the pictures, but she tried a bondage stake at my guardian M's gallery and I just couldn't resist picturing her there, with her permission to post here.
my new friend n en face
After n left for bed, I realized I hadn't been to M's gallery for quite some time. I used to camp pole-dancing there a lot earlier, but lately I just haven't felt quite comfortable with leaving my av vulnerable and exposed like that while I'm away from keyboard. But there I was, up on the pole again, although all alone, while tending to a few other things, like this blog.
Before signing off, I took the detour to Sir R's place as usual. There I found a poor girl left to drown in a water torture tank, but I drained the tank enough to leave her comfortably floating to take some weight off her shackled wrists. While I was at it, my friend s showed up as well, surprisingly sparsely shackled for once, so I had both a few hugs and a nice chat with her.
Another slave sister from my time as trial slave also showed up, jumping around tightly bound, gagged and plugged, and hosed me down with old snapshots of my predicaments then. It was a really nice reunion and stroll down memory lane, even if I couldn't help but pay back some old sins through her "chastity" belt. I think she was rather happy in the end though, when I let the belt make her cum in my arms, holding and comforting her while she came down again. Then I finally left for bed.
When I got to my Second Life job as greeter and guide in a BDSM sim, I met one of the managers and the chief technical officer there. It was nice starting the day off with a double hug from them, the manager because she's someone I'd like to count as a friend now and the CTO since we've only have had business before when I've reported various flaws I found to her. The CTO told us with a wink that she was now finished with the dungeons after the rebuild of the facility "in case we were interested".
The manager was on the way off her shift but I took the chance to look around some and examine the new dungeons, actually mainly to learn the new layout of the facility and be able to help visitors better. Most of the dungeon furniture were old but there were a few novelties that I couldn't resist trying out. At least I now have got the hang of the general new layout even if there are a lot of details I need to learn as well. I also messaged a little with my friend c but she was still not feeling very well.
In all honesty I liked the old layout of my job better than the present, even if it had some flaws as well. The new one lacks the charm of the varied playgrounds and dungeons of the old layout, with all the dungeons in a standard size and shape only themed by textures and minor interior differences. There also seem to be fewer toys, especially the shibari ones, and some of my favorite items and settings seem to be gone entirely.
On my way back from my job, I passed by Sir R's place again. It was almost empty then but I saw one obviously abusive "Master" going at the two remaining locked girls and violating them so badly one of them was forced out of character to stop him, and hardly even that helped. I've encountered, seen and heard about that "Master" before, and I'm surprised he's still around at all.
I didn't really know the abused girls, even if I met them before, chatted some with one of them and greeted the other, but I still felt with them and cared for them. The "Master" left before I could do anything, and what could I really have done, without authority and means? I had a short exchange with the girl seemingly having been worst abused, and she had reported the "Master" to Sir R already, but in all honesty I doubt that will make much of a difference.
This evening I chatted some with my friend c again. She sounded a little bit better, maybe because she was with her Master. Anyway, I left her alone and told her to take care of him instead of listening to my babbling.
my new friend n and me in M's gallery
I also made a new acquaintance and hopefully friend today, n, a cute Japanese submissive girl I met on Twitter and who seem to share some of my interests. She warned me she didn't have any friends because of her ways, so I was a little bit cautious, but so far I've had a very nice time with her and she seems very sweet. Her only problem may be her English, but it's good enough for me at least and far better than some other Japanese I met.
my new friend n trying M's bondage stake
She's also a bit more open about her BDSM and kink interests than I am, and in some ways maybe a bit more extreme, but I still find it hard to believe that would turn people away the way they seem to have done. She's about as much of a hug hog as I am, so I say so far so good. Unfortunately our time difference means a bit awkward times to meet, but hopefully we can overcome that. And no, I'm not domming her on the pictures, but she tried a bondage stake at my guardian M's gallery and I just couldn't resist picturing her there, with her permission to post here.
my new friend n en face
After n left for bed, I realized I hadn't been to M's gallery for quite some time. I used to camp pole-dancing there a lot earlier, but lately I just haven't felt quite comfortable with leaving my av vulnerable and exposed like that while I'm away from keyboard. But there I was, up on the pole again, although all alone, while tending to a few other things, like this blog.
Before signing off, I took the detour to Sir R's place as usual. There I found a poor girl left to drown in a water torture tank, but I drained the tank enough to leave her comfortably floating to take some weight off her shackled wrists. While I was at it, my friend s showed up as well, surprisingly sparsely shackled for once, so I had both a few hugs and a nice chat with her.
Another slave sister from my time as trial slave also showed up, jumping around tightly bound, gagged and plugged, and hosed me down with old snapshots of my predicaments then. It was a really nice reunion and stroll down memory lane, even if I couldn't help but pay back some old sins through her "chastity" belt. I think she was rather happy in the end though, when I let the belt make her cum in my arms, holding and comforting her while she came down again. Then I finally left for bed.
Monday, June 7, 2010
Submissive friends
This morning, my friend p returned after her one week vacation from Sir R's place in the shape of a very cute bondage mermaid. I've seen her like that a couple of times already, resting in a large clam-shell down by the beach, but now she was back for good this time. It looked both strange and mesmerizing seeing her swim with her tail fin and in gag and shackles over land as she came back.
She had also found a puppy outfit that she wanted to try, and I helped her out with getting the settings right so she would be accessible for puppy play for some of the people working at Sir R's place. If her mermaid outfit was cute, I think her puppy outfit was actually only demeaning, with a neon snout strapped on her face, and matching big paw mittens on hands and feet, and a puppy tail sticking straight up from her anal. But p is p, so I guess she will find some pleasure in that as well.
Before p showed up, I tried to keep some of the slaves locked at Sir R's place company, and of course I couldn't quite control my mischievous side but teased them some. However, one of the girls didn't seem comfortable with it so I backed off from her real quick. I don't know if she was acting it, if it was my gender or something else, but I really lose all lust when I sense the one I try to play with not enjoying it.
I also met my lovely submissive male friend mm at Sir R's place for the first time in many weeks. He still seemed as sweet and he still hadn't found an owner. It was very nice chatting with him and hugging him, and I hope so much for him to find a Mistress who deserves him and who can make him happy as well.
While I was helping p, Miss s showed up as well, and after p signed off for the night, Miss s and I went for some private playing. I think she and I are so much alike when it comes to "domming" despite us both being subs, both feeling equally awkward about taking control over the other. The difference I think is that I have now realized and accepted that I can't and don't need to go the full distance when I "domme", but keep it at a playful level which I'm comfortable with.
Miss s really did her best on me and got me going good, but somewhere I think she stepped over her own limits and felt too uncomfortable to continue, besides being really tired as well. I never meant to push her like that and I tried to tell her from the start that I just wanted some light play while under her control. She really seemed to feel bad about it though and it felt so unnecessary since she had already given me more than I asked for and in ways I really enjoyed.
I guess I feel equally bad because I put Miss s in a situation that made her feel bad even if it never was my intention. It's a pity because she's one of the very few persons I feel I can relax with enough to let go and just enjoy what's coming to me, without worrying about her going too far with me. In the state I am now, that's exactly what I need every once in a while, and I'm selfish enough to feel sorry if I make Miss s push herself so hard I lose that comfort with her.
This evening I spent some time chatting with my friends P, p and s at Sir R's place. c wasn't well and was with her Master so she couldn't join. p was her usual mischievous self despite still being the cute mermaid in bondage.
When P and s went shopping, and p seemed to be away from keyboard, I went to my Second Life job. There were some visitors there, and I also had a nice visit from my friend m, who dropped by in-between real-life appointments. All in all it was a rather calm evening, which suited me well because of much too little sleep the night before.
She had also found a puppy outfit that she wanted to try, and I helped her out with getting the settings right so she would be accessible for puppy play for some of the people working at Sir R's place. If her mermaid outfit was cute, I think her puppy outfit was actually only demeaning, with a neon snout strapped on her face, and matching big paw mittens on hands and feet, and a puppy tail sticking straight up from her anal. But p is p, so I guess she will find some pleasure in that as well.
Before p showed up, I tried to keep some of the slaves locked at Sir R's place company, and of course I couldn't quite control my mischievous side but teased them some. However, one of the girls didn't seem comfortable with it so I backed off from her real quick. I don't know if she was acting it, if it was my gender or something else, but I really lose all lust when I sense the one I try to play with not enjoying it.
I also met my lovely submissive male friend mm at Sir R's place for the first time in many weeks. He still seemed as sweet and he still hadn't found an owner. It was very nice chatting with him and hugging him, and I hope so much for him to find a Mistress who deserves him and who can make him happy as well.
While I was helping p, Miss s showed up as well, and after p signed off for the night, Miss s and I went for some private playing. I think she and I are so much alike when it comes to "domming" despite us both being subs, both feeling equally awkward about taking control over the other. The difference I think is that I have now realized and accepted that I can't and don't need to go the full distance when I "domme", but keep it at a playful level which I'm comfortable with.
Miss s really did her best on me and got me going good, but somewhere I think she stepped over her own limits and felt too uncomfortable to continue, besides being really tired as well. I never meant to push her like that and I tried to tell her from the start that I just wanted some light play while under her control. She really seemed to feel bad about it though and it felt so unnecessary since she had already given me more than I asked for and in ways I really enjoyed.
I guess I feel equally bad because I put Miss s in a situation that made her feel bad even if it never was my intention. It's a pity because she's one of the very few persons I feel I can relax with enough to let go and just enjoy what's coming to me, without worrying about her going too far with me. In the state I am now, that's exactly what I need every once in a while, and I'm selfish enough to feel sorry if I make Miss s push herself so hard I lose that comfort with her.
This evening I spent some time chatting with my friends P, p and s at Sir R's place. c wasn't well and was with her Master so she couldn't join. p was her usual mischievous self despite still being the cute mermaid in bondage.
When P and s went shopping, and p seemed to be away from keyboard, I went to my Second Life job. There were some visitors there, and I also had a nice visit from my friend m, who dropped by in-between real-life appointments. All in all it was a rather calm evening, which suited me well because of much too little sleep the night before.
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