blunami

O. and i are lifestylers. We are hard players and invested in the sanctity of our relationships as a D/s relationship. That doesn't mean that i am not bitchy some days or that she finds herself sometimes incpapble of giving explicit and direct information or direction. We are human. Fallible, beautiful creatures full of piss and blood and a river of obscene words. We are so amazing in our filth and our flesh and our love and the laughter and joy that we allow to well up and out of us as we play.
We are all of the metaphors that any poet has ever tried to use to contain the incredible and often indescribable people that we are.

Yesterday we were able to get out of the house, away from the chores and the textbooks and the millions of "things to do". We went to MAsT for a meeting and had a great time listening and sharing and connecting with everyone. It was good to sit in a room of people who think like we think and act like we act in one way or another. I enjoy sharing my ways with others. She enjoys feeling strong and proud of who we are and what we do.
What I realized at the MAsT meeting was that I have changed. I have grown. I am different. I went through a period of several years where anger, fear, deep and serious resentments, clouded my ability to truly surrender completely to Ma'am. We have talked about these things at length but often She struggled to understand, which was fine. It was not always easy for me to understand my own feelings about things. But we got through it. I had to turn to my spiritual basics and work through my fears, angers, insecurities, and intense resentments spiritually so that I could surrender myself to Ma'am the way we both wanted me to. And it worked. She is not connected to "god" in the same manner that I try to be but she gets the IT of life. And that's what counts. Anyway, this is the short version of the reason why spirituality is so vital to me as a person, a woman, and a submissive. If I cannot or do not have my feet firmly planted in the foundations of my Spirit, then I cannot allow my spirit to be controlled.
Simple but noooooooooooot easy. On with our day....

After MAsT (and the dinner afterward) we went to The Academy for a play party. It started off slow and we were feeling almost disappointed in the lack of attendance. We had been looking forward to hanging out with friends and watching some hot play. When we arrived there were some annoying young women bouncing around a little TO MUCH and some femmes who were almost to femme to be able to speak to anyone. *yawn* those kind of people bore me to tears. I almost asked to leave but just as i was going to do so Ma'am suggests we get things going and play.

Ok.

So we pick a funny shaped chain spider web thing that is directly attached to the cement wall (pretty cool effect) and began. Neither of us were sure where the play would lead as I haven't been interestd in "intense sensation" for a long time. I have found it boring and have lacked the energy bring eroticism into pain for my pleasure. And while She likes to play with me and will do whatever i want her to do with me, i still have to connect with her and sex and the juiciness of what we do and I have struggled with that.

But She flogged me hard and that felt good and i felt warmed up and ready for more. Some folks had gathered and were watching the only two dykes at the party play. We did not give them a show, we aren't like that. What we did do was play. She was able to single tail me (and leave lasting marks which hasn't happened in years) and do our favorite new thing, the net zipper, on my breasts. That left the entire room quivering and I swear the bathroom was busy for an hour afterwards (men and their fantasies?)

By the time we were done there was a house full of straight, young, pro and lifestyle players. They all looked like they walked out of a comic magazine or a bad night at Club Hell.
*shrugs* I can either judge them or talk to them.

So off I go to talk.

And I met some great folks. All nice and focused on this way of living. All learning and trying to figure out where they belong in this deal called life. All wandering through the myriad of choices we are given. All people. Piss and blood and hopes.

We went home feeling satisfied and full and when we crawled in bed exhausted it was to hard NOT to smile at our amazing day wallowing in D/s and joy.

RAWW has been going through some good changes lately. Ma'am and her ex had run LARAWW for years almost single-handedly. When i came along, i hauled chairs and made statements like "whatever You want Ma'am". i still do these things!

LARAWW lost it's "home" several years ago and we have been struggling since. Ma'am still tried to coordinate LARAWW in the midst of a lot of often negativity surrounding LARAWW's meeting spaces and the like. She did the best she could and it was damn good, as LARAWW survived and is still breathing.

ALong came Mistress Shelly. She jumped in and helped with a lot of the promotions, recruitment and connections. She has been AMAZING for us as a community and us as two struggling women. She gave us a shot in the arm.
And she connected us with Mistress Shae. Mistress Shae owns The Acadamy. It's an amazing space and is now RAWW's home. Incidentally we have dropped the "LA" from LARAWW and are now simply RAW (Radical and WIcked Women) in hopes that this will be a signal that every woman from every part of the country is welcome to join us here in Southern California on the second sat. of every month for some woman2woman education and play.

Last night was temporary play piercing. We had three stations; beginner, intermediate and "holy eff! That's crazy!" O. and i were conspirators behind door number three. It was FUN! It was great to see old friends and meet new one's. It was fun to mess with my friend L.'s mind for a while.
It was fun to eat MLR's brownies and drink to much coffee and it was the first time that I have ever been pierced and then whipped all while falling asleep!!!!!! I warned Ma'am I was tired!

RAWW is evolving into an incredible, warm, energetic women's space again and we are excited!

Next time your women aren't doing much on the second sat. come hang with us. The Academy is amazing and the women are fun. The coffee is strong and the sensuality is dripping from the ceiling. It's a great way to spend a night.