Then I remembered

walk in the snow pxlrd Happy New Year one and all. What will 2015 bring besides more evidence of global warming? Joy and pleasure, I hope.  And the rights of citizenship for the disenfranchised. It’s a specialized wish, I know, but it’s one of my fondest. Under the cut, my story of a 2014 turning point in my erotic life. Of course. (No nudity, alas.)
blinded by the light For months now I have been unable to understand why I suddenly launched myself into the fetish scene in August. This past week I was looking for rope tops in my home town, with no success, and realized that my July trip to Tokyo probably provided the inspiration. It was there that it occurred to me that I might find a kinbaku show with relative ease. After all, the Japanese are the masters and mistresses of rope. Tokyo is not a city one can slide into without snafus, especially if one is a woman since the culture is resolutely sexist. I needed a guide. (I believe my friend Sian, of Parthenoid fame, encouraged me via SL to go for it. If she didn’t, I apologize for the possible aspersion and promise to be more accurate in 2015.) I logged in to FetLife for the first time since I created a profile three years ago and asked if anyone would be a platonic escort. Tentative plans were made with a westerner so young I could be his disapproving professor. I dreamt only of being a volunteer, one of those fully clothed women who gets tied to an unsexy wooden chair. But I didn’t want my picture to turn up online. In the end, a looming typhoon left me radically uncertain about my plans for the week. So the kinkiest I got was going to a maid cafe—a very commercialized version in the middle of Shibuya, which hosted tourist couples and a few remainders from the otaku milieu. I admit I felt slimy. But Maid Dreaming got the best of me. I have a tiny commemorative pic that makes me look like a fittingly silly tourist. No human who does not love me unquestioningly will ever see me trying to be a kawaii cat next to an expert in the art. It’s hard to believe that those first tentative and failed steps into the public, if underground, rope world have blossomed into private sessions with a modest clutch of partners. It may very well be that the typhoon, which did not ravage Tokyo after all, saved me from a furtive and discouraging experience. Still…I can’t wait to go back to Japan and try again. (Bonus for those of you who might enjoy reading a western article about—of course—the global economic impact of Japanese apathy about sex, love and marriage.)

Credits
*:..Silvery K..:*KimonoMesh(SAYA)Black (NEW; available in many other colours, this kimono has a menu of colour and fabric choices for sash, underskirt and obi) Limo to event Lots of LBs for the kimono unconvinced
*:..Silvery K..:*Japanese Lady’s shoes for winter(Purple) (gacha)
[LeLutka]-DUCHESS hat and hair (Xmas gift; group is free)
Essences {LadyDyvine} Medium01 *browless* cleavage (open Xmas gift)
[KOOQLA] Nico – beauty marks tattoo
Rotten Toe, Goth brows 1
(AMD) Ultimate Lashes – Double Wing (not available)
!dM Amidala – SatinFan w/ diamonds **SAKURA DRAGON** (right and left hands, colour-change) (old gacha, try yard sales)
*BOOM* Precious Bow Choker burgundy
Eclectica, Dragonfly Ring-Gold (visible in Flickr alternate pic)
Slink, Avatar Enhancement Hands – Casual
Zaara : Ayanna nosering gold *onyx*
{S0NG} :: Chibi~ Abyss Eye
pose one: Grafica, Duvsha pack (NEW; ty Alyx)
location: Umbral, Hydra Isles (rated Adult, woohoo)

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