Posts tagged: kink
Please signal boost and get the word out, The Midnight Mine is NOT a safe space for kinky POC.
I was asked to share this information by an acquaintance who prefers to remain anonymous.
Here is their message:
I’d just like to warn people in Phoenix, AZ and local areas NOT to support or visit The Midnight Mine, which is a small BDSM dungeon/playspace that also hosts workshops and sells toys. All prominent members of the organizing committee there, and the owner, are unapologetic white supremacists. Proof screencaps are from their recent event page a few days ago. I only screencapped the racist comments for the safety of those making the anti-racist ones, though luckily there were those comments, too. Several of the anti-racist comments were then “inexplicably” deleted by the Midnight Mine’s organizers. While I did not obtain screencaps of this, one of the owners also used the N-word in the comments. The Midnight Mine has created an unapologetically racist and unsafe space for PoC, and should not be supported in any way.
screencaps under the read more, mind the warnings listed in the title
As much as I hate human interaction I really enjoy gd. It was fun to cuddle with Lamia and watch people.
Like a girl was getting birthday spankings and you could volunteer and choose the implement of your choice and a guy chose to spank her WITH ANOTHER GIRL. He just picked her up and swung her at the other girl’s bottom 28 times. Like wow you guys are creative.
And then they asked my top if she wanted to join and Lamia just goes “Well I have this dick” and so she made me go get her big purple floppy dick. It was amusing.
I couldn’t do anything bruisey but lamia tied me up to her friend and stuck us in a cage and poked my ribs and told me if I squirmed I’d hurt her friend.
It’s kinda interesting/annoying to see how readily guys will flock to a scene with certain subbier seeming girls and feel allowed to interrupt the scene by talking into it.
Also I have a good creepdar. Man that’s my least favorite part of going out is just like this guy comes up to me and says something completely innocent and I’m just like “nope, creep” and later those suspicions are confirmed.
This has been my post GD ramble. Time to get ready to go to Florida.
Also, he said he was gonna put the crickets on my cheek. MY EYE IS NOT MY CHEEK. Didn’t bother me though. Just thought it was funny.
Being smothered bothers me. Seeing someone being smothered after I was smothered bothers me.
Military play officially creeps me out just because of the fact no one has a problem mentioning the war in relation to the play.
All in all kind of meh about the night. It was a lot of build up for a really short scene that was not really effective for what it was supposed to do psychologically to the other person.
I am gonna be the mole who breaks real easy and withstands some of the intended victims limits to scare her moar.
This sounds fun.
Also he is some actual former speshul forces shit, so hmm.
He’s going to cut my hair, smother me (Which is actually a soft limit because it makes me panic, but he needs me to be panicky so it works) choke me out, and hit me while I’m tied to a chair.
I am supposed to act super panicked and stuff, which I am good at.
I’m feeling really pansexual which is weird since I’m a het-romantic ace
But not too weird because I’m a slutty ace anyway and kinda het-flex
Anyway, I really wanna go pick up a stranger at a bar.
But tomorrow at work is gonna be hell and I need all my spoons and random encounters can either be…
Woah. Minus the part where I’m the straightest person ever and not ace— which is admittedly a large part— this is almost exactly me. I am drinking rum, was just thinking about being choked, considered doing a bar hookup, but then remembered that I have to be functional for work tomorrow… and also bar hookups are always disappointingly vanilla :-(
Raising my glass to you in horny solitary-solidarity
Ugh we need partners-on-demand but that doesn’t usually work very well.
I mean, my last partner-on-demand got really stupid and now I can’t be around swords? Because weird almost triggers and losing of my spoons.
I don’t know, lady. I think I just need more rum. And a person for make outs and chokings.
I can wait for my room mate to come home from the club for make outs but those would be super subby make outs and not have any of the violence I need tonight.
And my problem with hook ups isn’t really the vanilla-ness so much as the possibility for like extreme fuckery. Like even vanilla sex, as long as it isn’t extremely weak and bad, is gonna be hurtful on some level for me and so kinda nice
But like just the emotional fuckery I can’t stand like, the last person I had sex with (Back in fucking march) just acted like he wanted nothing to do with me for the most part after (And we’re friends now, because of mutual connections, but like, don’t just wake up and go sit on your couch until I leave, that’s weird) , and that sucked since he lived right next door to me. And the guy before that rifled through my shit and found some med bills and asked me if I was crazy, and just
Fuck man, random encounters can be emotionally violent.
I am babbling and kinda drunk.