“The most beautiful love story.”
Howdy from Austria. Land of schnitzel & secondhand smoke.
It has been quite a stretch of time since I have blogged. Those who are connected to me virtually via Twitter or better yet Facebook have been on the receiving end of snippets and sketches and bits about the past few months. Part of me wants to go back and reconstruct what is an amazing journey…but realizing that there are foundational pieces of our story that can’t be shared at the present has me resigned to leave it as it is, for now. An outline, a sketch, and to turn back at a future time to fill in the color, melody, nuance, details, sights and emotional depth once I am free to tell the thing as it truly is.
A few months ago IÂ took an INSANE trip to my former home of San Francisco from my once and present home in New York, so that I could share a story. I am indebted to all of the Bawdy Storytelling fans who voted for me to appear in the 7th Anniversary show, and even more indebted to the people who donated to make that insanity happen.
When I returned from SF, my owner asked where he could see my performance. I advised it might take a little while before that happened…and yesterday, it did! We settled into bed, and I had to force myself to watch myself in the video (a thing I dread). Herr Meister was at a bit of a disadvantage because not only am I speaking at a pace appreciably more rapid than I do for his benefit, the language barrier becomes marked when you add in slang and shortcuts. A few times we had to stop while I explained, for example, what I meant by my comment that hesitancy in dominance is like a cold bucket of slime on my pussy. And I reassured him that he was not one of the slime throwers. He seemed to love listening to the telling.
“It is the most beautiful love story.” he said, nodding seriously, right after the post-viewing fuckfest that, of course, ensued.
We are fortunate souls. And I’ll think of something more to say soon. Enjoy the video for now.
I legit teared up in happiness numerous times. This is awesome, so glad you shared it!
I fell over too. I am elated. Even if I didn’t know you this would make me happy, but I do, and I have some personal feels of giddiness.
Also, I’ll be in your neck of the woods next month. I’ll shoot you an email.
I am so delighted for you both – it really is a beautiful love story. Now excuse me, I have something in my eye *sniff*
There really was magic in the plate of brown-eyed peas and the blessing of that beautiful butch lesbian we all shared on New Year’s Eve. I’m so happy for you and Herr Meister. Hope to cross paths again soon with you and the Evil Jewish Landladies.
So, I saw the picture of you with that bit between your teeth and immediately went slavery! DNW! Then I took a second look and realized that you didn’t look scared. Then I looked closer. You looked… open. Like I was seeing the you you are when you’re alone and don’t have to put on any masks. You’re really beautiful like that, you know that? Your eyes just… glow.
This has nothing to do with anything you’ve written in this post or anything, I just wanted to comment on the latest post in the hopes you might get the compliment. I’m not even really into kink (although if I am, not BDSM I don’t think), I just came here via a link over on Captain Awkward, because I love the word Negress. It just rolls off the tongue so smoothly, like a poem.
And now that I’ve payed you the compliment I wanted to (hopefully without causing offense in the process, since I’m white and female and pansexual) I’m going to go back to Captain Awkward and read more on rape culture and creepers. That is all.
Wishing you all the best,
a random passerby
OMG. I love this video and your story! You’re my new obsession! I’m on collarspace (formerly know as collarme) and it’s so ghetto! LOL! I can totally relate to all your misses in regards to online dating. I’m a black BBW and hella kinky too! I wish I could live your life for only 1 day! Sounds like a lot of fun!
What a sweet love story, and so personally relatable on many levels. It made me cry. A little. And laugh. More so. Congratulations – may you remain joyous, loved, comforted, and well fucked..