Today I was thinking about to blog about being introduced into the house of someone who wants you to become part of their family, about friends violating themselves trying to please you, or about how Second Life and real life interacts in a way that make them inseparable despite all those who claims they keep Second Life and real life separated.
But I will save you that babbling for now. I just want to remind you of the friends you have around you, the ones you may take for granted without really caring about them and the ones you might not always see when they need you. The ones you may dump in the trash can like some spent goods just because they're no fun at the moment being there for you and being a laugh for you. Just try to remember that next time that disposed former friend may very well be you...
Sunday, May 30, 2010
Saturday, May 29, 2010
Hey I'm a GURL!
Howdy mates! Sorry Ah've been keepin' out on yah all for so long but now dah word is finally out! As of Thursday mornin', Ah'm officially a gurl, i.e. a guy actin' as a gal! Sorry Ah didn't tell yah in mah blog then already but is must've slipped mah mind! Just before Ah was about to sign off then Ah met this mate who was bright enough to see straight through dah clevah disguise Ah've been foolin' dah rest of yah suckas and maddahfuckas with. That is, he wasn't clever 'nuff to see it straight away but it took him a few minutes' chat before dah gig was up.
He came on to me with this big "Master" tag above his head and it jus' melted mah heart to see what a suckah to seduce. But sumthin' went wrong then because Ah wasn't fast 'nuff to hand my keys ovah to him when he requested 'em. When Ah tried in mah overly girlish way to apologize that Ah wasn't prepared to hand them ovah to a total stranger, he snapped and started a real bitchin' about it. He finally said he wouldn't play with me anyway unless Ah proved to him Ah was a real gal. Now, since Ah'm pretendin' to be a gal, Ah had to play Ah was too shy to wiggle my dick on cam for him, and since Ah had had way too much whiskey and smoked way too many cigars, Ah doubted Ah'd pass a voice verification neither.
That was when our golden-star boy made dah official announcement that Ah'm a gurl! Hey, give dah mate a hand, because here Ah've been foolin' some of yah suckas and maddahfuckas for months while this mate was bright enough to see through it in minutes! If dah mate hadn't been half-way around dah world, Ah would've invited him to share mah whiskey, cigars and even let him suck mah cock!
Ah still think Ah did great though! Ah managed to keep it up for some 10 months since Ah started foolin' suckas and maddahfuckas in Second Life. Before that Ah sat most of my days and nights jus' gawkin' and droolin' at mah sexy alter ego on screen and jackin' off so Ah kept sprayin' dah screen and keyboard so bad they almost short-circuited and had to wipe dah screen so Ah could see mahself and start jackin' again.
So all yah mates 'n girlfriends out there, dah next time yah taste mah clit and thinks it's oversized or yah wonder why Ah don't giggle in dah right places or use dah right cute words, yah all know why. Now Ah'm gonna go have me a leak and see if Ah can spray dah word "GURL" on dah WC wall or if Ah need more beer for that to be finished. Have fun all yah fellow gurls and mates out there while yah make belief yah screwin' dah real opposite sex.
(A very special thanks to that very special someone who almost killed me with laughter while helping out with this revelation!)
He came on to me with this big "Master" tag above his head and it jus' melted mah heart to see what a suckah to seduce. But sumthin' went wrong then because Ah wasn't fast 'nuff to hand my keys ovah to him when he requested 'em. When Ah tried in mah overly girlish way to apologize that Ah wasn't prepared to hand them ovah to a total stranger, he snapped and started a real bitchin' about it. He finally said he wouldn't play with me anyway unless Ah proved to him Ah was a real gal. Now, since Ah'm pretendin' to be a gal, Ah had to play Ah was too shy to wiggle my dick on cam for him, and since Ah had had way too much whiskey and smoked way too many cigars, Ah doubted Ah'd pass a voice verification neither.
That was when our golden-star boy made dah official announcement that Ah'm a gurl! Hey, give dah mate a hand, because here Ah've been foolin' some of yah suckas and maddahfuckas for months while this mate was bright enough to see through it in minutes! If dah mate hadn't been half-way around dah world, Ah would've invited him to share mah whiskey, cigars and even let him suck mah cock!
Ah still think Ah did great though! Ah managed to keep it up for some 10 months since Ah started foolin' suckas and maddahfuckas in Second Life. Before that Ah sat most of my days and nights jus' gawkin' and droolin' at mah sexy alter ego on screen and jackin' off so Ah kept sprayin' dah screen and keyboard so bad they almost short-circuited and had to wipe dah screen so Ah could see mahself and start jackin' again.
So all yah mates 'n girlfriends out there, dah next time yah taste mah clit and thinks it's oversized or yah wonder why Ah don't giggle in dah right places or use dah right cute words, yah all know why. Now Ah'm gonna go have me a leak and see if Ah can spray dah word "GURL" on dah WC wall or if Ah need more beer for that to be finished. Have fun all yah fellow gurls and mates out there while yah make belief yah screwin' dah real opposite sex.
(A very special thanks to that very special someone who almost killed me with laughter while helping out with this revelation!)
Friday, May 28, 2010
Business and pleasure
The visit to Sir R's place this morning didn't give much. There were a few people there who were new to me, but non of them appealed to me enough to make me bother and try to greet them. I guess I got irritated yesterday with someone who automatically assumed I would submit to her just because I am submissive and she tried to play dominant. So the tags screaming "Master" and "Mistress" above the heads of two of the visitors discouraged me more than a little today.
It was calm when I came to my job as well, but visitors dropped by every now and then, and some of them turned out very nice to chat some with. One Mistress sported some belly jewelry that she wanted me to touch, and it turned out to be Xcite! compatible, but not before she also put her Xcite! clit on. After that her accompanying slave girl and I did our level best on the Mistress, caressing, kissing, licking and playing with her jewelry and belly until she peaked and I backed off to let her own slave finish her off with a multiple orgasm.
me in my new nisei oh designs latex outfit 09 Delicious at my job
Another somewhat odd couple with what I first didn't realize was a Mistress and a Chinese slave girl also came and asked me to show them some of the playgrounds. I took them to a shibari garden, and the Mistress wanted me to show on her slave how the RLV and relays worked. I tried to comply, but either the relay was set up wrong, or the slave didn't know how to handle it, because the devices never managed top grab the slave. In the end she put herself on the devices manually, and the Mistress requested I'd do the same.
me in my new nisei oh designs latex outfit 09 Delicious at my job
While I was hanging in a vulnerable shibari suspension, the Mistress went to work on me, but very gently with fingers and mouth. She really got me going good, and after some teasing she gave me permission to cum for her. I have to admit I faked it and let my Xcite! do all the cumming, which I also told her when she asked me. Still, it was a lovely experience, both exciting and relaxing at the same time, even if I wished I had known and trusted her enough to let her grab me by my relay to really have me under her control. But then again, afterwards she told me that she wanted to own me, so I guess it was for the best she didn't have that control. As it was now, she could do nothing but accept when I told her I was honored but not available.
me partly stripped and bound in my new nisei oh designs latex outfit 09 Delicious at my job
Before I left my job I messaged some with the manager, as she contacted me to tell me some about her activities away from job. I like her, and it feels good to have a contact that is a bit more than just professional with her. Another colleague, Miss M, also messaged me after I had already left, commenting that I as a new employee had managed to become the most tipped greeter and guide during May. I guess the simple explanation is that I've been there a lot, and have been lucky in meeting a few visitors who thought enough about me helping them to tip me generously.
It was calm when I came to my job as well, but visitors dropped by every now and then, and some of them turned out very nice to chat some with. One Mistress sported some belly jewelry that she wanted me to touch, and it turned out to be Xcite! compatible, but not before she also put her Xcite! clit on. After that her accompanying slave girl and I did our level best on the Mistress, caressing, kissing, licking and playing with her jewelry and belly until she peaked and I backed off to let her own slave finish her off with a multiple orgasm.
me in my new nisei oh designs latex outfit 09 Delicious at my job
Another somewhat odd couple with what I first didn't realize was a Mistress and a Chinese slave girl also came and asked me to show them some of the playgrounds. I took them to a shibari garden, and the Mistress wanted me to show on her slave how the RLV and relays worked. I tried to comply, but either the relay was set up wrong, or the slave didn't know how to handle it, because the devices never managed top grab the slave. In the end she put herself on the devices manually, and the Mistress requested I'd do the same.
me in my new nisei oh designs latex outfit 09 Delicious at my job
While I was hanging in a vulnerable shibari suspension, the Mistress went to work on me, but very gently with fingers and mouth. She really got me going good, and after some teasing she gave me permission to cum for her. I have to admit I faked it and let my Xcite! do all the cumming, which I also told her when she asked me. Still, it was a lovely experience, both exciting and relaxing at the same time, even if I wished I had known and trusted her enough to let her grab me by my relay to really have me under her control. But then again, afterwards she told me that she wanted to own me, so I guess it was for the best she didn't have that control. As it was now, she could do nothing but accept when I told her I was honored but not available.
me partly stripped and bound in my new nisei oh designs latex outfit 09 Delicious at my job
Before I left my job I messaged some with the manager, as she contacted me to tell me some about her activities away from job. I like her, and it feels good to have a contact that is a bit more than just professional with her. Another colleague, Miss M, also messaged me after I had already left, commenting that I as a new employee had managed to become the most tipped greeter and guide during May. I guess the simple explanation is that I've been there a lot, and have been lucky in meeting a few visitors who thought enough about me helping them to tip me generously.
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Discrepancies
I started out this morning with a quick visit to Sir R's place as usual. It's seldom much visitors there at that time of day any longer, but I at least paid my respects to a new house Mistress I hadn't seen there before. After that I tagged onto my friend c for some shopping since I had a bit of money to spend and I thought I'd benefit from her good taste in clothes. Unfortunately her Master is very much into latex, which is really neither her nor my main interest in clothes, but even if the shopping tour focused on that it's still fun to look around some at least.
me in my new Hugo Designs latex outfit Luna at my job
I actually ended up with 3 new latex outfits. One was a next to freebie that I doubt I'll ever wear more than once, one was quite OK, and the third was a creation from the only latex designer I found that I really like and which I fell in love with immediately. I know c already has that very outfit, so I was a little bit hesitant about buying it, but she said it was OK with her, so I did.
me in my new Hugo Designs latex outfit Luna at my job
I really like that latex designer, with a few exceptions. Most of their latex outfits come with such skimpy panties it's embarrassing to me, unless I actually want to dress up like a sex object. In reality those panties would probably end up wedged between my labia as soon as I moved. Many outfits also come with only round patches covering the nipples which may be good for an exotic dancer, while I prefer something more like a bra. The outfit I bought now had both nicely covering panties and a nice chest piece, with the daring but not overly indecent cutouts which I love in many clothes.
me partly stripped and bound in my new Hugo Designs latex outfit Luna at my job
I also talked some with c about some problems I've had lately. She basically told me I was thinking and worrying too much about things and that I should go for what I enjoyed instead of hesitating so much, and especially in the matter at hand. After the shopping and talk, c took me to her favorite club and we danced away an hour or so. I never really got into the mood though, probably having too many other things on my mind, so I excused myself and teleported around a short while looking for some distraction before I gave up and logged off.
I know I'm probably a real pain in the ass to my friends sometimes with my uncertainty, thinking and worrying. Even more so with the only month-old turmoil I created when Mistress W and I broke up and which I'm now trying to put behind me, or at least not keep talking so much about, since I think most of my friends are more than a little bit tired from my whining about it. My basic problem is probably still that Second Life is so real to me. Even if I think all of my friends recognize that there are live humans with characters and feelings behind the avatars they interact with, I think few immerses quite the way I do.
I keep repeating myself with that I'm very much the same in Second Life and in real life but there still are some discrepancies which I'm aware of.
1. Some of the inhibitions imposed on me by real-life society are shed in Second Life, so I act more outgoing, spontaneously and with less thought here.
2. Since Second Life functions much as a complement to my real-life sex-life, I am more focused on and open about sex here.
3. I have no real purpose or mission in Second Life, which often makes me feel uncertain about my qualities here.
4. In real-life I'm a leader both in my job and social life while I prefer to let others lead here.
5. In real-life I'm probably 99% straight while I enjoy intimacy with other women quite a lot here.
6. In real-life I've been very cautious with giving up control in BDSM because of self-preservation instincts while I've been far more easy-going about it here.
7. In real-life, self-preservation instincts prohibits a few sexual or BDSM practices that I'm more open for trying here.
Still, when it comes to values, emotions, preferences (save for the intimacy with women), limits and responses, I believe they are much the same in real-life and Second Life. In both places my worries and concerns are far more with how my actions affect others than with how they impact on me. I think that is much of me being a submissive, to put the needs and comfort of others before my own, not because I'm forced to do it but because it feels right and natural to me. Still, I also should not and will try not to pester my friends so much with those worries and concerns, but handle them more on my own.
In the evening I found none of my friends online or available, so I went to my job as greeter and guide. I spent a few hours there, meeting and chatting with some nice visitors. I also met the manager who once introduced me and had a very nice chat with her between visitors.
me in my new Hugo Designs latex outfit Luna at my job
I actually ended up with 3 new latex outfits. One was a next to freebie that I doubt I'll ever wear more than once, one was quite OK, and the third was a creation from the only latex designer I found that I really like and which I fell in love with immediately. I know c already has that very outfit, so I was a little bit hesitant about buying it, but she said it was OK with her, so I did.
me in my new Hugo Designs latex outfit Luna at my job
I really like that latex designer, with a few exceptions. Most of their latex outfits come with such skimpy panties it's embarrassing to me, unless I actually want to dress up like a sex object. In reality those panties would probably end up wedged between my labia as soon as I moved. Many outfits also come with only round patches covering the nipples which may be good for an exotic dancer, while I prefer something more like a bra. The outfit I bought now had both nicely covering panties and a nice chest piece, with the daring but not overly indecent cutouts which I love in many clothes.
me partly stripped and bound in my new Hugo Designs latex outfit Luna at my job
I also talked some with c about some problems I've had lately. She basically told me I was thinking and worrying too much about things and that I should go for what I enjoyed instead of hesitating so much, and especially in the matter at hand. After the shopping and talk, c took me to her favorite club and we danced away an hour or so. I never really got into the mood though, probably having too many other things on my mind, so I excused myself and teleported around a short while looking for some distraction before I gave up and logged off.
I know I'm probably a real pain in the ass to my friends sometimes with my uncertainty, thinking and worrying. Even more so with the only month-old turmoil I created when Mistress W and I broke up and which I'm now trying to put behind me, or at least not keep talking so much about, since I think most of my friends are more than a little bit tired from my whining about it. My basic problem is probably still that Second Life is so real to me. Even if I think all of my friends recognize that there are live humans with characters and feelings behind the avatars they interact with, I think few immerses quite the way I do.
I keep repeating myself with that I'm very much the same in Second Life and in real life but there still are some discrepancies which I'm aware of.
1. Some of the inhibitions imposed on me by real-life society are shed in Second Life, so I act more outgoing, spontaneously and with less thought here.
2. Since Second Life functions much as a complement to my real-life sex-life, I am more focused on and open about sex here.
3. I have no real purpose or mission in Second Life, which often makes me feel uncertain about my qualities here.
4. In real-life I'm a leader both in my job and social life while I prefer to let others lead here.
5. In real-life I'm probably 99% straight while I enjoy intimacy with other women quite a lot here.
6. In real-life I've been very cautious with giving up control in BDSM because of self-preservation instincts while I've been far more easy-going about it here.
7. In real-life, self-preservation instincts prohibits a few sexual or BDSM practices that I'm more open for trying here.
Still, when it comes to values, emotions, preferences (save for the intimacy with women), limits and responses, I believe they are much the same in real-life and Second Life. In both places my worries and concerns are far more with how my actions affect others than with how they impact on me. I think that is much of me being a submissive, to put the needs and comfort of others before my own, not because I'm forced to do it but because it feels right and natural to me. Still, I also should not and will try not to pester my friends so much with those worries and concerns, but handle them more on my own.
In the evening I found none of my friends online or available, so I went to my job as greeter and guide. I spent a few hours there, meeting and chatting with some nice visitors. I also met the manager who once introduced me and had a very nice chat with her between visitors.
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Friends and friends
I woke up early this morning after going to bed early as well, so my total sleeping hours were about the same as they've been the last couple of months, which is a bit too short. My body and soul obviously still haven't adapted to not needing to wake me up to meet my Mistress online, but in a way I'm glad I get those hours online in the morning, even if it's at the expense of my sleep. In Second Life I started with my usual visit to Sir R's place while I messaged some with my friend c. c showed up there as well, so I got a much longed for morning hug, and after a little while my friend s showed up as well, bound and gagged by God knows who like she always seems to be. s can be about as mischievous as I am sometimes and playfully tried to cage me, but I didn't fall for that one.
The three of us sat chatting for a while but then c needed to leave. I stayed on for a while longer but then realized my presence could keep some dom/mes who would like to play with s from doing so, so I decided to leave too. There was a party going on at one of Mistress I's clubs, so I teleported there and joined the fun together with a neko dj, colleagues in scuba gear or as mermaids, and a few ordinary visitors as well. It wasn't all that hard to persuade c to join me there and we messaged some about some problems she's had lately while we danced.
My guardian M came online while c and I were dancing, and since I knew it was some time before he usually is supposed to meet his slave, who is the main reason he comes online in the mornings, I messaged him and invited him to join c and me. Now, last time I invited him to dance, he was supposed to do it on a dance pole as a male stripper at my friend P's birthday party, so he was a little bit cautious this time but finally showed up. Even if I know M in real-life and have been a bit spoiled with his presence in Second Life lately, I was still happy to see him again, hug him and even dance with him for the first time ever.
M and c spent some time messaging while I danced with M, but I didn't mind since I suspected c needed someone else to talk to about her problems. Besides being a very nice guy in general, M can be very good to talk to in those cases, both being a good listener and being able to give some input that makes you see problems in a new light and often more manageable. I'm also very happy to see two of my best friends in Second Life getting along so well with each other. After a while M excused himself with having to go and take care of his slave and I needed to prepare for real-life work, so the three of us parted from the club.
I guess it's only natural that M and I share quite a few friends in Second Life by now. He didn't have many friends before as he spent most of his time creating things and I think I've both "sold" him to some of my friends by talking about him appreciative, as well as I've probably "sold" a few of them to him the same way. I also think we connect to the same kind of people, which may explain why he seems to be really close to a few of those that mean the most to me in Second Life, like c and Mistress W. Still, it worries me a little what would happen with our common friends if M and me ever broke apart. I'd hate myself if I put people I care about between rock and a hard place again the way I obviously did when Mistress W and I broke up.
However, I'm happy if I help M expand his circle of friends, because that will hopefully make him more reluctant to leave Second Life if something messes up for him, as he almost has left once before. As it is now, I'm still maintaining his creations in Second Life for him, to reduce that burden upon him since he was about to let them all go to waste when he thought of quitting Second Life. If I ever find myself a new owner, I may have to re-negotiate that with him though, since I can't rely on a new owner permitting me the freedom needed to maintain those creations. That's one of the reasons I'm hesitant about submitting fully to someone again, together with the limitations it may bring on my ability to visit friends who may be locked in places I'm not able or permitted to go.
This evening I messaged briefly with my friends P, c and s. s had managed to get away from Sir R's place where she's usually locked and was with P at her house. I excused myself because I needed to have some dinner but while I was eating it I saw my friend p come online for the first time in two weeks. I had actually began to worry about her and it turned out she had kind of slipped away from Second Life lately because she had been left locked and isolated for very long and was bored with it. Hopefully P and I managed to cheer her up some so she can hopefully be relieved from her isolation soon and spend more time with us.
I then had a long talk with P about some issues that have bothered me lately, and even if she really couldn't help much despite trying, it felt good to have talked to her about it and had some input and comforting from her. I finally had a date with a rather new friend of mine, the very nice but somewhat mischievous submissive colleague d from work, who l I had met and been played a little by once before. We didn't do anything but chat some this time but it felt really nice and relaxing.
Finally I updated the blog about M's BDSM Institute with the first set of pictures featuring me demonstrating some of his toys on display there. There are in total 132 pictures, so it will be a long series of presentations.
The three of us sat chatting for a while but then c needed to leave. I stayed on for a while longer but then realized my presence could keep some dom/mes who would like to play with s from doing so, so I decided to leave too. There was a party going on at one of Mistress I's clubs, so I teleported there and joined the fun together with a neko dj, colleagues in scuba gear or as mermaids, and a few ordinary visitors as well. It wasn't all that hard to persuade c to join me there and we messaged some about some problems she's had lately while we danced.
My guardian M came online while c and I were dancing, and since I knew it was some time before he usually is supposed to meet his slave, who is the main reason he comes online in the mornings, I messaged him and invited him to join c and me. Now, last time I invited him to dance, he was supposed to do it on a dance pole as a male stripper at my friend P's birthday party, so he was a little bit cautious this time but finally showed up. Even if I know M in real-life and have been a bit spoiled with his presence in Second Life lately, I was still happy to see him again, hug him and even dance with him for the first time ever.
M and c spent some time messaging while I danced with M, but I didn't mind since I suspected c needed someone else to talk to about her problems. Besides being a very nice guy in general, M can be very good to talk to in those cases, both being a good listener and being able to give some input that makes you see problems in a new light and often more manageable. I'm also very happy to see two of my best friends in Second Life getting along so well with each other. After a while M excused himself with having to go and take care of his slave and I needed to prepare for real-life work, so the three of us parted from the club.
I guess it's only natural that M and I share quite a few friends in Second Life by now. He didn't have many friends before as he spent most of his time creating things and I think I've both "sold" him to some of my friends by talking about him appreciative, as well as I've probably "sold" a few of them to him the same way. I also think we connect to the same kind of people, which may explain why he seems to be really close to a few of those that mean the most to me in Second Life, like c and Mistress W. Still, it worries me a little what would happen with our common friends if M and me ever broke apart. I'd hate myself if I put people I care about between rock and a hard place again the way I obviously did when Mistress W and I broke up.
However, I'm happy if I help M expand his circle of friends, because that will hopefully make him more reluctant to leave Second Life if something messes up for him, as he almost has left once before. As it is now, I'm still maintaining his creations in Second Life for him, to reduce that burden upon him since he was about to let them all go to waste when he thought of quitting Second Life. If I ever find myself a new owner, I may have to re-negotiate that with him though, since I can't rely on a new owner permitting me the freedom needed to maintain those creations. That's one of the reasons I'm hesitant about submitting fully to someone again, together with the limitations it may bring on my ability to visit friends who may be locked in places I'm not able or permitted to go.
This evening I messaged briefly with my friends P, c and s. s had managed to get away from Sir R's place where she's usually locked and was with P at her house. I excused myself because I needed to have some dinner but while I was eating it I saw my friend p come online for the first time in two weeks. I had actually began to worry about her and it turned out she had kind of slipped away from Second Life lately because she had been left locked and isolated for very long and was bored with it. Hopefully P and I managed to cheer her up some so she can hopefully be relieved from her isolation soon and spend more time with us.
I then had a long talk with P about some issues that have bothered me lately, and even if she really couldn't help much despite trying, it felt good to have talked to her about it and had some input and comforting from her. I finally had a date with a rather new friend of mine, the very nice but somewhat mischievous submissive colleague d from work, who l I had met and been played a little by once before. We didn't do anything but chat some this time but it felt really nice and relaxing.
Finally I updated the blog about M's BDSM Institute with the first set of pictures featuring me demonstrating some of his toys on display there. There are in total 132 pictures, so it will be a long series of presentations.
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Tired day
This morning I was extremely tired after spending much of the night with a friend, Miss s, chatting, dancing, snuggling and in the end playing a little lightly. I felt I really needed that closeness and attention then and got just what I desired. I didn't have all that much time to spend in Second Life though but spent what I had at Sir R's place, chatting with a girl there and then running into Sir R himself.
I haven't really spoken with Sir R since Mistress W and I broke up, but at least he didn't seem upset by the fact that I had left his group and taken him off my friends list in the turmoil around the break. He was as always since I left very polite and nice to me, even if he still tried to talk me into returning to his place as a slave.
This afternoon I skipped my real-life job a bit early because I was too tired to do much good there. When I came to Second Life I decided to fix my breast bondage some. Both my friend i and my guardian M had complained about them almost glowing pink on the pictures they shot, even if it didn't look that way on my computer. But when M sent me an "anti-gamma-corrected" version of one image to show me on my computer what it looked like on his, I got the point. It was about an hours work to change the colors of the breast bondages to better ones and M was kind enough to check the result and told me it looked quite OK on his computer then.
This evening I went to my Second Life job to continue my compilation of information for my blog. First I spent some time trying out a few possible new additions to the BDSM toys at my job though, of which several left me a bit tingling. I also found some time to message some with my friend s and my company from the evening before. In the end I at least had browsed through those shops directly linked by teleporter pads from the welcome center, and found a number of errors with the pads, which I reported to the owner Mistress I. I was really tired after that though, so I logged off early to try and catch up on some sleep.
I haven't really spoken with Sir R since Mistress W and I broke up, but at least he didn't seem upset by the fact that I had left his group and taken him off my friends list in the turmoil around the break. He was as always since I left very polite and nice to me, even if he still tried to talk me into returning to his place as a slave.
This afternoon I skipped my real-life job a bit early because I was too tired to do much good there. When I came to Second Life I decided to fix my breast bondage some. Both my friend i and my guardian M had complained about them almost glowing pink on the pictures they shot, even if it didn't look that way on my computer. But when M sent me an "anti-gamma-corrected" version of one image to show me on my computer what it looked like on his, I got the point. It was about an hours work to change the colors of the breast bondages to better ones and M was kind enough to check the result and told me it looked quite OK on his computer then.
This evening I went to my Second Life job to continue my compilation of information for my blog. First I spent some time trying out a few possible new additions to the BDSM toys at my job though, of which several left me a bit tingling. I also found some time to message some with my friend s and my company from the evening before. In the end I at least had browsed through those shops directly linked by teleporter pads from the welcome center, and found a number of errors with the pads, which I reported to the owner Mistress I. I was really tired after that though, so I logged off early to try and catch up on some sleep.
Monday, May 24, 2010
Me as a Mistress
I came to Second Life a bit later than usual this morning and started off at Sir R's place like so often. It wasn't quite empty today, but I found a rather new slave-girl, z, locked up there that I had a nice chat with once before. She really seems very nice and sweet, and having her helpless and exposed before me I just couldn't resist being a bit mischievous to her. In a way things went a bit out of hand, because her responses made me go more than a little bit further than I had planned.
After having touched and teased z for quite some time, I finally couldn't resist telling her she had to plead to her wicked "Mistress" very humbly for permission to cum at my hands and mouth. She complied in a way that really melted my heart and I could do nothing else than let my fingers and mouth send her over the edge in the most caring and pleasurable way I could manage. Afterwards I gave her a long, warm hug while she was coming down from her ecstasy still standing tied up, and when she asked for a kiss, I couldn't deny her that but let her taste herself of my lips before I had to leave for real-life.
I often feel so sorry for the girls I find locked and left alone without attention at Sir R's place, and often try to comfort them some by just being there with them, chatting with them or even putting myself in self-bondage next to them. There are a few persons I have met there that have made me wish I have some domme in me to be able to better care for them. What I did to z went further than my usual comforting even if it wasn't really much domming but more a little bit of mischief and a lot of caring. Still, I could feel that it actually gave me some pleasure, if not in a real sexual way, to be able to control her and her lust the way I did. I could never be a real domme though, because I don't think I could ever really force someone or deliberately cause them real discomfort or pain, even if I knew that was what they really wanted.
me tied to M's bondage stake at M's institute
Still, z's sweet responses triggered something in me, and for a moment I associated to a favorite movie scene of mine. It's from the old film "An officer and a gentleman" where Richard Gere as a very young officer in uniform marches into the factory where his girlfriend Debra Winger works, just grabs her, kisses her and lifts her up, no questions asked, marching off with her in his arms while her mostly female colleagues starts cheering for them. Even when I saw it the first time on TV as a young girl ( I think I was much too young for it when it hit the theatres), I think that scene may have appealed to a submissive streak in me already then, with Richard Gere being so self-confident and having his ways as he abducts his (soon willing) prey like that. If I ever were to become a Mistress, I think I could do something like that, marching into a playground, leashing a girl like z and just marching off with her on my leash to be kept for both her own and my pleasure. I know it's a totally corny scene but I'm a hopeless romantic and just couldn't help it popping up in my mind.
me kneels tied up and gawking at M's dildo-pole at M's institute
This evening I had a short messaging with my friends P and c, but since c's Master made one of his appearances there I didn't want to intrude but cut it short. Then my guardian M showed up for a photo session he had suggested to get me some pictures for use with the blog about his institute in Second Life. We spent some intense 2 1/2 hour producing 132 snapshots, mostly of me on his devices, and then an additional hour preparing and transferring the snapshots from him to me.
me riding M's twisted Spanish horse at M's institute
M made the snapshots available for me both to download to my computer for the blog and then uploaded them to Second Life and transferred them to me there as well full perms "Just in case I found use for them". And then on top of that he surprised me with paying me a "modelling fee" of L$20 per image which meant in total L$2640! I never expected to get paid for the little job, but just enjoyed his company in Second Life for the first time in a long while. M really is the greatest and he's always there for me and looking out for me. Even if I'm grateful for his pay I wish he hadn't, because now I feel even more in debt to him than I have before already, even if he keeps telling me I owe him nothing.
After having touched and teased z for quite some time, I finally couldn't resist telling her she had to plead to her wicked "Mistress" very humbly for permission to cum at my hands and mouth. She complied in a way that really melted my heart and I could do nothing else than let my fingers and mouth send her over the edge in the most caring and pleasurable way I could manage. Afterwards I gave her a long, warm hug while she was coming down from her ecstasy still standing tied up, and when she asked for a kiss, I couldn't deny her that but let her taste herself of my lips before I had to leave for real-life.
I often feel so sorry for the girls I find locked and left alone without attention at Sir R's place, and often try to comfort them some by just being there with them, chatting with them or even putting myself in self-bondage next to them. There are a few persons I have met there that have made me wish I have some domme in me to be able to better care for them. What I did to z went further than my usual comforting even if it wasn't really much domming but more a little bit of mischief and a lot of caring. Still, I could feel that it actually gave me some pleasure, if not in a real sexual way, to be able to control her and her lust the way I did. I could never be a real domme though, because I don't think I could ever really force someone or deliberately cause them real discomfort or pain, even if I knew that was what they really wanted.
me tied to M's bondage stake at M's institute
Still, z's sweet responses triggered something in me, and for a moment I associated to a favorite movie scene of mine. It's from the old film "An officer and a gentleman" where Richard Gere as a very young officer in uniform marches into the factory where his girlfriend Debra Winger works, just grabs her, kisses her and lifts her up, no questions asked, marching off with her in his arms while her mostly female colleagues starts cheering for them. Even when I saw it the first time on TV as a young girl ( I think I was much too young for it when it hit the theatres), I think that scene may have appealed to a submissive streak in me already then, with Richard Gere being so self-confident and having his ways as he abducts his (soon willing) prey like that. If I ever were to become a Mistress, I think I could do something like that, marching into a playground, leashing a girl like z and just marching off with her on my leash to be kept for both her own and my pleasure. I know it's a totally corny scene but I'm a hopeless romantic and just couldn't help it popping up in my mind.
me kneels tied up and gawking at M's dildo-pole at M's institute
This evening I had a short messaging with my friends P and c, but since c's Master made one of his appearances there I didn't want to intrude but cut it short. Then my guardian M showed up for a photo session he had suggested to get me some pictures for use with the blog about his institute in Second Life. We spent some intense 2 1/2 hour producing 132 snapshots, mostly of me on his devices, and then an additional hour preparing and transferring the snapshots from him to me.
me riding M's twisted Spanish horse at M's institute
M made the snapshots available for me both to download to my computer for the blog and then uploaded them to Second Life and transferred them to me there as well full perms "Just in case I found use for them". And then on top of that he surprised me with paying me a "modelling fee" of L$20 per image which meant in total L$2640! I never expected to get paid for the little job, but just enjoyed his company in Second Life for the first time in a long while. M really is the greatest and he's always there for me and looking out for me. Even if I'm grateful for his pay I wish he hadn't, because now I feel even more in debt to him than I have before already, even if he keeps telling me I owe him nothing.
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