(minus some parts of the swing, of course)

Many of you know that I ceased my playing with other people due to a relationship where it wasn’t accepted.  That relationship ‘ended’ several months ago, however, a couple of play sessions happened after the fact.  I believe in one part of my mind, I expected things to fix themselves up and we’d slip back into the relationship eventually.  Recently, however, it’s quite clear that that is not going to happen.  And yay for progress;  I’m finally at the point where I’m not sure I would want to anyway.

And right now, I’m making a decision to never put myself in that situation again.  There’s a couple of reasons for that.  Firstly, more people means more practice.  It’s like a male partner being afraid of a vibrator in a sense.  It’s foolish, because the more orgasms a woman gets from a vibrator, the more she will want from him – and the more sensitive she will be.  BDSM is the same.  The more I get, the more I enjoy it, the more I want it, and the better it is when I do have it.   And secondly, most of what I want is paradoxical.  There is no way that I can keep someone chaste indefinitely and also have sex as much as I want to have sex, for example.  And as I said last week on my birthday…”There’s no point in having cake if you can’t eat it too”.  Thirdly, playing with other people, means a wider range in the gathering of ideas which helps with brainstorming.  Given that I’m a fairly new Domme still….that is a great, great benefit to me.

In the past few weeks, I’ve played with several people.  One scene was very interesting to me.  I combined trampling with a hobby of mine, to find that the two pair together quite well.  It’s not something I hadn’t done before really, but his energy and mine, allowed for an almost sensual dance.  It amazes me what the body is able to endure sometimes….stiletto heels have to be very painful, but don’t forget the pivots, spins, and jumps.  Oh yes, my interest in trampling has returned.  But it does take a fetishist to bring it out in me.

Several people have reentered my life who were in it before.  The slave that shall remain nameless – which is an interesting prospect for a cuckold.  Also, one of the first people who I ever talked to online in a kinky context.

(This post wasn’t ever finished per se…but I’ll make it public)