TNG invasion night at the Society

Gonna start out with some explanation: I've had a tendency, lately, to get triggered to shit if I try and make "let's play at five o'clock on tuesday" plans, so I haven't been doing that. I've been telling people "I'm not sure if I'm gonna want to play" "don't have any expectations" "maybe maybe maybe." it feels safer, to me. This is a little different for me-- I'm usually really into planning out my time; I'm very big on Making Plans With People. As a result, I've become a lot more intuitive and spontaneous, even, about sex. I kind of like it. It's probably really good for me, too, or something.

So, due to not really being able to fill my dance card, I showed up at the Society not expecting to play, just planning to hang out, reconnect with old friends, and maybe watch some sexy scenes. I ended up getting flogged briefly by one person, and tied up and dragged around somewhat more substantially by another! People I hadn't met before! I wasn't expecting that! XD It was totally awesome.

Consistent with previous experiences at play parties, I remember moments, not so much a story:

The tying. Shit, man, I fucking love rope. The way it looks, the way it sounds, the way it feels, the way it is so fucking hot to watch someone who is good at rope do what they do.

I am really great at open-ended "describe yourself!" on paper, but when he was like "so tell me about your experiences subbing" I was like "uhhhhh, I've done hypnosis a lot? and I had a chest harness this one time? it was hot?" and other dubiously-useful statements. when I mean, now I can think of a ton of things to say to that. In my defense, though, at the time I had half a chest harness on. And a mostly-naked guy doing the tying. :p

I mentioned to him that I was a fan of being dragged around by my hair. We were kind of making the whole scene up as we went, which I, uh, had never done before, but I was totally rolling with it. We'd discussed tying me to a chair or something beforehand, after I had a harness on. He'd finished tying and was standing behind me. He grabbed a handful of my hair and dragged me backward. I gasped, heard a chair scrape across the carpet, and felt him forcibly sit me down in it. I squirmed a little, feeling gloriously disoriented.


A while later, he lazily said, "you know, I'm feeling hungry. how are you doing?" and I mentioned that I was kind of thirsty. "Let's go get something to eat," he said, and started dragging me backwards by my hair/harness out into the main room and into the kitchen. Fucking, aah, jesus, the struggle to keep up with someone when they've got me like that, the way everything is unbalanced, the way I am no clearly not in control here-- hot hot hot. I heard people in the main room chuckling as I went by, and I'm sure I grinned myself. Kink is fun.

so I just learned this about myself

I realllllly, really like having hickies. XD

eehehe :D

went to the Society last night, for the TNG invasion. I surprised myself and ended up having a blast-- haha, I mean, not that I expected to have a bad time, just that I didn't expect to leave as giddy as I did. XD

one thing I noticed, that I always notice when I'm at kink events, and then always forget about: the atmosphere of just... unabashed, joyful sexuality. Everyone, regardless of age or how they look or whatever, is accepted as a sexual person. and we're all cracking jokes about it, and talking about flogging is normal. it's something I don't experience often, but it's just so... so awesome.