Pending…

It’s all pending… so many things are pending… it makes me pensive. Well, no, more apprehensive than anything.

Work – crazy busy. End of fiscal. People to hire. People to train. Projects to wrangle. Special project to wrangle. And Guilder to frame for it.

Personal – end of school year shenanigans, family events, family things to fix (I am tech support… :( ), family plans for Chloe and I going on. Craziness.

House – One roommate in and out of the hospital, another roommate off to work often. Gotta keep the house up as Chloe and I are the ones that wrangle most of the house stuff. This is tedious at times. But it has to get done and we just end up doing it.

Sex life – We make the time to fuck. And that’s good. It’s been a good time in this manner. But we find little time for play because of all the above. But beyond that, any non-primary relationships suffer. That’s the nature of it. It can’t be helped.

I have a full week at work to come, camp to shop and pack for and any myriad of things on the list to wrangle before camp. And then I have to hope that work can keep their shit together while I’m gone, which I have problems believing will happen.

The saving grace in all this is…

  • Chloe gives me space and light loads before camp so I can concentrate on getting us ready for camp.
  • I will get to camp and have good cathartic hard work. Hopefully some of it will be naked or damn close to it!
  • I will get to be on vacation at camp. After that, I might be able to play at camp.

 

But it’s a long road to camp, literally and metaphorically. We’ll get there. It’s a light at the end of a tunnel. We’ll get there.

Yet another Winter Fire write up, but different…

My write up of Winter Fire is different, most likely because my event was different. I don’t need to discuss, in detail, much of the activitie, because, honestly, there were not a lot of kinky things. It was not that kind of event for me this time.

My play was finite, it was lovely, it was fun, but aside from one piece of dungeon equipment I could likely have had that play almost anywhere and not in a luxury hotel takeover. ;) Alright, fine, I could not have demo bottomed just anywhere. That one too.

I went into Winterfire with great fatigue from work. My work is not manual labor, it’s office work. Just pressures of “all the things” that I have to do and other people cannot do. It’s very easy to say that I am indispensable at work. Indispensable is good, until you can’t get away without being pestered. My personal life is going well right now, relationships are good and positive, I’ve found new family members and overall the extended family is talking more. And my volunteer efforts are… proceeding. Proceeding forward even if not the best performance possible, but I have a plan for that.

I looked at Winter Fire as an escape from work. I go, I work my tail off, I set up all the kinky wonderful things for you perverts to use and I sit around drinking bourbon while you use it. Sometimes I’ll take some time to use the space as well. Then I tear it all down a few hours after you’ve gone to bed on Monday morning, pack it into trucks and put it all away for the rest of the winter until Fusion shows up. It’s physically demanding, mentally stimulating and I get to work with a bunch of really wonderful people who have the same work ethic. We also share two awesome meals together. That’s my “job” at Winter Fire. It’s a rewarding and fun job and I do love so many of the people I do it with and I’ve made great friends with so many of them. I truly missed some of them this time around and look forward to hearing why I didn’t see them.

So I went to Winter Fire with zero planned playdates, just one possible fantasy to fulfill and a whole lot of relaxing to do. Chloe was planning to fly down and join me in the hotel room for a couple days, without doing all the work like I do on the crew this time. The weather was so beautiful that Saturday, Chloe and I rented City Bikes and wandered around the capital, the mall, several of the monuments and then back to the overflow hotel City Bike parking. It was a GREAT morning. Saturday night, we played a game together where we each picked three toys, put them in a drawer and gave each other 10 minutes with each toy. THAT was a blast and it was so much fun switching with Chloe that way.

The chicken wing cum shot from Winter Fire 2017

The chicken wing cum shot from Winter Fire 2017

Sunday we found ourselves hungry and at a nearby pub for some lunch. It’s where this photo was taken. Look at that slut of mine, those juices dripping down her face. She took it all and it dripped down her face. She really does love wings. Reconnecting with Chloe amid all the kink and play and fun was likely the biggest highlight of my weekend. And we did most of that outside dungeons or sex-o-rama or any place else that was deigned as “kinky” space.

After lunch we ended up at the overflow hotel dungeon where we played some games. I made the sound system work (a little) and massaged Chloe, then beat her while we listened to some quality Pandora scene music. We then found our way to a metal massage table with a hole down the middle, so you can get to all the juicy boy bits as they dangle. She used her scarf and my belt to bind me to the table and then she tortured me. It was a beautiful time. Then back to our room where I helped her pack and walked her to the train station.

I demo bottomed for a cock-torture class while Chloe struggled to make her flight on time and was a participant in what was most likely a world record cock and ball tie-up releasing helicopter simultaneous removal! 20 bound up cocks and balls all being helicoptered off at the same time. It was quite a sight! Fun presenters as well.

After all that, I found some reconnect time with the lovely LJ, who was happy to have time with me, as I was happy to have time with her. We spent some time talking about her world and what she’s doing, or trying to do, with her life and place and all these things while I packed up the room for the impending check out at 8 am the next morning. We had a great time both in a hotel room and at the nearby noodle house.

And this was my Winter Fire. I didn’t work for my day job much, I got good manual labor in. I had fun. And most importantly, I relaxed. And outside of the first night, I didn’t really drink all that much – I was startled at the amount of bourbon I brought home this time!

Sometimes, though we love to be kinky as fuck, we just want a weekend hotel getaway away from our lives. Some time to sit on the bed and watch TV without guilt. Time to surf that porn or make some porn of your own. And this is sometimes just what we need and want in our world. This was my time to have that. I had a great time at Winter Fire, even if I wasn’t the kinkiest kinkster to ever kink a kink. But damn, those wings, she’s such a slut for wings.