There were six of them: A family of four that flew in from Australia, and MY LOVE's mother and step father. We live in a large home, but there are only three bedrooms, so the girls had to sleep with their parents. For four days we ate at odd times, kept strange hours and never quite got in a comfortable groove. MY LOVE went out twice with the group, to enjoy their "family-oriented" activities, but I stayed home and tried to get some work done. I am very antisocial, and quite uncomfortable around strange people, so it was nice to stay at the house while they all went out and looked at the painted hills, played in the snow, visited a museum, went shopping and searched for reindeer. They seemed to have a good time. I was quite content to sit at the computer, exercise or even nap.
On their first real day, MY LOVE and I both stayed home and fucked while they were out sight-seeing. Their second day visiting us, I don't think we had sex at all. That was a rough one for me. MY LOVE was gone most of the afternoon and I had already grown tired of feeling like an outsider in my own home. Overall, it was a pleasant but slightly draining experience. There were no real personality clashes, our guests weren't loud or exceedingly messy, and everyone seemed to get along fine. By the time they left, we'd sort of gotten into a routine, but it wasn't one we were all eager to keep repeating much longer.
I have had difficulties getting to know what will someday be my in-laws. This visit was different. Being stuck with them for a few days did not wind up being disastrous. I got along with them better than I ever have. I'm sure this gives MY LOVE some hope, because there have been serious worries regarding my ability to handle social situations with her mother and step-father. It's been getting easier every time we visit, so I guess that hope can grow now. I certainly don't dread having to see them again, like I used to...
For an antisocial guy, I did pretty good, and I think being put in the situation was healthy for me. That I only had one bad day is actually a surprise to both myself and MY LOVE. I know she dreaded much, MUCH worse. Perhaps I'm somehow relaxing in my old age. I'm not saying I want to stuff six strangers in my house and have them stay for a few days any time soon, but at least I know it can't be all that bad if that should happen.
Yeah right. We probably just got lucky.
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It probably took about a week, but I finally did get a message from “D”. I’ll admit I was a bit apprehensive about reading his response. Even though I don’t know the man, I am not an asshole - at least I try not to be – and I don’t particularly like offending people who haven’t first offended me. I meant no harm or ill, I simply expressed myself honestly, like I always do. Sometimes it gets me in trouble and sometimes I am surprised at the responses/reactions I receive.
Here’s what “D” had to say:
“Dear K and Ms. de Sade,
I live with “S”, my roommate/friend/business partner. She's a leatherdyke. We found your last (e)missive sad and disturbing, and it engendered much discussion. We had had this ideal of the SM community, and your take on it was at odds with our image. But we think that you are right.
I have been (very) lucky to have fallen in with some exceptional people in my peregrinations in the SM world. Strange and wonderful people who are driven to pursue their own sparkling experiences. I don't know why this has been -- whether I fit in with those folks, or I've just been lucky, I don't know.
But it's true that I let those "normal" SM persons just slough off my life. “S” was reminding me of times at parties when some idiot was giving me some shit, and I just stopped seeing them. Said "I'm sorry" and walked away. Or the parties that had an inordinate number of computer people, who seemed more interested in their costumes than in their play. I find that when I tell people "I don't have a TV" (true) or "I don't have a computer" (false) that the uninteresting ones mostly leave me alone.
I am an odd one, and I find it hard to fit in anywhere. At a party, the outfit I think is most hot is Andy Williams drag -- he was a singer who was popular for singing songs that didn't stretch any boundaries, and he wore a button-down shirt under a V-neck sweater, slacks and loafers. I think it is supremely kinky to show up at an SM party wearing that outfit. Nobody else did. Sigh. (The mental image of Andy Williams whipping the hell out of some writhing submissive still gets me hot.)
The parties I was attending at that time changed their rules to prohibit that sort of clothing -- they just wanted the usual black leather outfit, or guys in drag. It's very possible that the dress I wore after that didn't make anyone happy either, but the hell with 'em. It was one of those denim jumper dresses that I had worn to an Ani DeFranco concert once. (I went to the concert on a Halloween, and I wanted to fit in with her dyke fans, so I wore the jumper dress, a jog-bra, purple tights and boots. I looked like about 1/4 of the people there, just a lot taller.) (It was the dyke outfit at the time. I was lovers with a dyke then, and we both wore the same outfit. I thought we looked real cute.)
So anyway, I wore the damned dress to parties, and no one complained because I beat the hell out of anyone who came within arm's reach (with their consent, of course) and I kept the energy high at parties.
Am I digressing too much?
Anyway, we were unhappy to hear your critique of the SM community as "as bad as the religious folks", and it made us sad. And it gave us another chance to reminisce about the exceptional folks with whom we've played, and with whom we've shared space at parties.
I'm sorry that you folks don't get much approval from the SM community. As I understand it, your play is loud and violent -- it seems strange that your average American wouldn't approve of anything that was loud and violent. I mean, look at how popular Bruce Willis movies are. But as I think about it, I have been "shushed" at parties many times.
“E”, my lover, lives in a senior mobile home park and worries that she makes too much noise, but it is fairly "normal" sexual screaming, if you know what I mean. I figure that she just makes the other women in the park jealous of her good times. There's no banging around to accompany her ecstasies.
It pleases me to think of you two banging around, having a great time, going places that are dear and sacred to yourselves. That pleases me a lot.
So thanks for sharing your understanding of our community.”
I like this response. I like that this individual stated his initial reaction then explained how he talked about it with a person he trusted. He didn’t just jump on my case for “attacking” the SM community or for “insulting his people”. Far from it. It’s amazing what a little honest reminiscing will bring to the surface, if you let it. I know people that would choose to selectively forget the bad times so that they could continue to support BDSM activities and the community without feeling guilty or conflicted. Look into any community or organized group and you will find bad things happening. Look deep enough, long enough, and you can find the worst in anybody or anything. I never set out to do that when it came to the SM community, but my limited yet continuing experiences have helped me form the thoughts and opinions I have and express today. That I choose not to join or support that community is no more offensive or insulting than saying I choose not to join or support those who enjoy rap music, or call themselves hippies, or worship a certain deity. Following that thinking, it is hardly offensive or insulting to say, “I do not like rap music. I do not believe in or worship your deity. I do not want to be a part of your group.” If I say I don’t like rap music, should all those who make and listen to that kind of music have a problem with me? Sounds silly, right? Yet, I can often say something unsupportive about SM people, or the community, and find myself under attack. At least “D” took the time to think before responding with emotion, and he was honest about his past. I admire that.
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www.strictrestraint.com
MY LOVE/Catherine de Sade is on StrictRestraint again - www.strictrestraint.com/updates/updates.html - and she's about the third one down the list right now. This is what they have written:
"Catherine's day isn't over yet, and Liam is going to make sure that she knows it. We drill leather straps in strategic spots to ensure that Catherine can't move and Liam assaults her body with overwhelming impact that would send most models screaming and looking for an escape. Catherine enjoys this kind of pain, so much that her pussy is sopping wet before he even touches her with the magic wand. Next he uses bamboo to force her body into a very restrained position inside the cage. He continues to add bamboo until she cannot move at all and then he lights her up with the violet wand, followed by one final orgasm that leaves her spent.....The Pope"
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MY LOVE writes:
***In today's paper - just made me laugh!***
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www.hardtied.com
MY LOVE/Catherine de Sade is on haRDTIeD again. Here's the address to the Updates Page: www.hardtied.com/pages/full0.php Just scroll down a bit and you'll find "Catherine de Sade (Part Two)" Here's what they have for the description:
"PD wastes no time with a hot piece of ass like catherine. she is hung up on display for him and he has a hard cock ready to pound her snatch. He may take a break to whip her, but what her really wants is her cunt and he’s going to get it. she is a damn good slut who is as eager as any to suck and fuck if it will make PD happy.
When he ties her up with her legs to the sky it leaves both of catherine’s holes perfectly exposed and angled for play time. He plugs her asshole right up and starts fucking her pussy with an inflatable cock. she can barely complain through the gag and her cunt starts to open up to accept even more so PD starts sticking his hand in. With a little encouragement from a vibrator she learns to relax enough to take him to the knuckles.
Constant caning has raised welts on her ass and legs but as long as PD keeps fucking with her holes she seems to forget the pain quickly. As she approaches her climax her ass starts to get greedy. her pussy squirts a fountain when she cums. she is such a slut for having her holes filled that it starts to take the cold, steel plug in even deeper. A light touch from PD to free it makes her cunt squirt a bit more in excitement."
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