Home from the Flea
Don’t quite know how to write about the past few days.
Struggle to get packed, long, iffy ride up. Much traffic. Quick ride back. Double cheeseburger. Pretty girls in frilly panties in my room. Nude in front of a hundred people getting beaten.
Walking in the mall with a collar with bells. Buying a dildo gag, rope, canes and underwear for my girl. Worshiping my Princess’s feet. Spanking S over my knee. The Siren saying “Uncle Nick” after eating my ash and making my knees weak. Getting to heat up the nips of a boy and a girl with my cigar in the night chill.
And yet kink is silly. the organized events looked silly, the attendees walking in and out of the vendor area, goofy.