I mean… how can you not giggle at this if you’re a gamer?
I mean… how can you not giggle at this if you’re a gamer?
this has always been a thing for me… and it stems from a whole childhood of being told you were ugly, or stupid, or not good enough… and the problem is that most of us go through this…
I was never looked at growing up… girls didn’t even know I existed… the problem with that is, when you get older, girls will notice you… and then you don’t know what to do with the attention… you certainly don’t know how to tell a girl that you’re in a committed relationship… so you do stupid things… you cheat… and when the girl you’re with asks you ‘why?’ all you can really say is an excuse…because the embarrassing truth is that you felt good again… you felt wanted… years later you look back and think ‘wow… I’m a moron’ (hopefully self reflection is a part of your daily routine) but, in that moment, you felt amazing… you felt alive… all because, when you were a little boy, one person told you that you were ugly… and that person was a parent, someone you trusted, and you believed them
to this day I still don’t really know how to handle attention very well… its embarrassing for me and, sometimes, it hurts… because the running monologue is ‘why is she talking to me? can she not see my face?’ and that is always going to be there… but a long time ago I decided I wasn’t going to listen anymore, because the alternative is untenable… I may be a beast, but that doesn’t make me any less worthy of someone’s love… and the same goes for you, dear reader… you are worthy of being loved too
fireinzerogravity asked: I've thought of going to LAN's with people I knew as well, but something about Pax East seems pretty neat. I had a friend offer to take me to MLG Raleigh because he goes there every year, but I don't know... I don't like crowds so I'm afraid I won't be able to really enjoy all the awesome stuff going on
the great thing about cons and such is that you get to experience as much of it as you want… just a little with a group of friends… or try to crush every event… or just meander by yourself through all the booths… you will make friends… its inevitable… and if you just want to tuck yourself away into a corner and watch everyone else, that’s also your choice and a possibility
fireinzerogravity asked: You went to Pax East?? How was it? I've always thought about going to something like that, but I never really have wanted to go alone. I imagine you must have had a lot of fun.
it was amazing… mostly because there were a ton of people I already knew there… from a cruise I went to earlier in the year (we all go to pax east a month after the cruise) and from all the friends I have in different industries… going to pax prime as well…even if you don’t know anyone, you know that you’re going to a place where there are people who have the same interests and nerdgasms as you… if you can go, go
Doms tend to not talk about this aspect of the relationship, because some fear that it might undermine their ‘power’ over their sub… but what’s wrong with being in love with her/him/them? it says something about our society that even in ‘deviant’ lifestyles, we still find ways of making love and power exchange shameful…
Anonymous asked: How does being pro-feminism make someone a misogynist? Also, all I was trying to show was how ridiculously stupid and immature she looks whenever she just replies to asks with insults, she could just ignore them (which she clearly knows how to as she does this if an ask makes her look bad).
if you’re so ‘pro-feminism’ you have a funny way of showing it, considering how terribly you treat another female/feminist. no one cares about your all so important points… you come off as a pompous douchebag and a self-important twat. grow up.
that’s it, good girl… use your words… tell daddy how it feels… then tell me what you want… tell me how badly you need me to use you… to own you… if you’re a good little whore for me, you just might get it…
when she woke up, bound and gagged, the first thing she saw was her daddy’s somber face hovering above her, his hand around her throat. she tried to whimper and struggle, but she knew there was no use. she knew he had tied the bindings far too tight to allow her movement. when her frightened eyes found his, his crooked smile slowly appeared and he said “Finally… you’re awake…excellent… your training will begin soon, little slut…you will learn to associate the pain I give with pleasure… let’s begin with choking…” the sounds of her labored breathing could be heard throughout the house. much later, her screams would follow.
When she got back home from church, wearing her Sunday finest, the expression on her daddy’s face told her he’d found the empty condom wrappers in her room.
“If you’re going to be a little whore under my roof, filthy slut, then you can be a little whore for daddy too.”
Her whimpers and moans as he effortlessly slid into her soaked, greedy cunt told him all he needed to know. The slightly pained expression on her face was at odds with the satisfied gleam in her eye.
back from several adventures in washington and oregon… good food, good friends, and a new (possible) place to live… back to writing… oh yeah, and porn, of course… always porn
traveling again. going up to oregon and washington state. be back in a week.
…I’m incredibly turned on by the thought of eating out a girl with game tattoos like these…
struggle, little girl… scream if you like… no one will help you… they all know you were a bad girl… now I’m going to cover your flawless skin with my love and all the pretty purple bruises you’ve always dreamed of… and when I’m done, you’ll be my perfect little whore… just the way you were meant to be
finally back home from Boston. Now I get to work on important things like posting porn and writing stories for certain people (sorry Katy)… well… at least until the next weekend when I spend a week up in the Washington/Oregon area… no rest for the wicked