Yes Frank, There Is An Easter Bunny!

Had a great time at Rascals last night.

Took the seasonal cues and dragged out my bunny ears and an adorable little pink basket (complete with pink boa details) and played Easter Bunny.

The little chocolate eggs went fast.

Later R. and I spent some time on the dungeon floor where this naughty bunny got her little tail smacked.

R: How can I spank you while you wear this fluffy tail? I don't want people getting upset about cruelty to animals, after all.

Bunny: It's okay, 'cause I've been a naughty bunny!

R. and I are rarely serious when we play. We just tend to feed off each other's humour too easily. We always have. In the past, with other partners, I've found humour can interrupt my slide into sub-space but that doesn't seem to happen with R.

Perhaps it's our playful daddy/little girl dynamic, or the fact that I'm at a point where I can be comfortable with mild brat play. Maybe it's both, I'm not sure. Whatever it is, it's fun to play without seriousness and still feel that wonderful floating sensation that accompanies hair-pulling, ass-swats, breast-paddling, and other divine nastiness.

Last night was the first time I ever had my face-slapped in public play, as well. It was pretty awesome, let me tell you!

::grin::

All in all it was one of those truly fun nights at Rascals, one that combines D/s play with social time, and cuffs with fluffy tails and fluffy ears...

::hums a perverted few bars of These Are A Few Of my Favourite Things...::

It was a great way to start off an eleven day holiday. Especially one that consists of doctor's appointments and a college math assessment...

Think mathematical thoughts my way for Thursday, folks...I need all the support I can get.

Happy Easter...

Lost Virginity

What goes down well after a good flogging and some rope bondage among friends?

Silk scarves and slings, of course!

The party at Raven’s Retreat was a great way to cool down after a hot day of bbq-ing among fellow kinksters.

Or is that heat up?

Nothing cold about an evening in the dungeon.

My friend E. gave me a good solid flogging. I used it to help shed some of the yucky stress I’ve been carrying around the last few weeks. It was pretty cathartic and I allowed myself to accept the few tears that came to my eyes.

And then there was rope work - just for fun.

::grin::

I’ve been bantering with Silky for a long time now about finally experiencing silk scarf bondage, and AJ was kind enough, after helping me get over my fear of getting into a sling, to run and fetch him so that promise could be fulfilled.

(I think I must have fallen out of a hammock as a child. I’ve always been so nervous of the things!)

I now love slings, and want to do a scene in one very soon!!

(Would not say no to more silk bondage either!)

What a nice way to spend the weekend!