Category: kink

I Have Food, This is Good

After reading my rant, sure as shit, some bitches came climbing out of the wood work all butt hurt saying “I’m a regular, no?” My response of ‘who is this?’ Didn’t exactly please them. There is no fighting the fact that I am in a bad mood. I have all these big plans but every... Continue Reading →

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All or Nothing

I’m having an existential crisis. I’m done with school. I have not worked regularly in a rather long time. Writing a thesis 100 hours a week for months on end sapped my funds. I’m cash poor and feeling reckless. I have no idea what the next chapter of my life is going to be about.... Continue Reading →

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Just a Quick Update

I'm in San Diego. When I'm in New England I get a lot of people on my phone and in my inbox suggesting that they want to play when I am in SoCal. Well I am here bitches! I have limited time to play in San Diego through the 3rd of April. I am ONLY... Continue Reading →

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I had a lover, her name was Pink.

Pink was visually intimidating.  She was big and mean looking.  Her septum was pierced.  She looked like a bull.  She was wide and had a strong walk and a stance like a linebacker.  She kept her hair buzz cut short. People would often mistake Pink for a man.  Common perceptions of gender are limited to... Continue Reading →

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Day Two: Public Blowjob

I met a bitch who I have seen before.  We met in a quiet, cozy, charming New England tea house.  There were people sitting right behind us.  They were chatting, I was a little too loud.  I talked about pissing and dildos.  At one point they stopped talking because they had clearly overheard something that... Continue Reading →

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Why I Work As A Stripper

I’m well educated and I have a really nice middle class job.  So why in the hell do I work in seedy bars half naked doing dirty things with strange men for money?  Because I like it.   I like the rush I get from meeting you in a dimly lit bar, with music so... Continue Reading →

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The Strip Club

I took most of last week off. I was feeling a little burnt out, but not done. I stayed in and worked on my thesis. I’m heading out to the club tonight, and Thursday. I have been doing a lot of thinking about how come I’m hanging out in a strip club. I have been... Continue Reading →

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A Pervert Walks into a Bar

He came into see me, I brought a bag of toys with me, I strolled into this VIP lounge decorated with fake palm trees and cheap sofas. “Sit on the couch” I tell him. I get out a couple lengths of rope, I hog tie him face down at the foot of the sofa. “There... Continue Reading →

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