Sensualips
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This week I attended my first collaring ceremony. It was simple, sweet, and the very un-vanilla cake was delicious. Good mingling time too. It was held at an alternative bar that also included a small fetish store specializing in leather. It reminded me, once again, how my kinkiness level could be considered quite mundane to some. So much to learn. The first item that caused me pause was a five foot string with six spheres larger than golf balls strategically attached. It looked like an Alice in Wonderland drink-me version of anal beads. But no…that can’t be right. Can it? CAN IT?? The second were sets of chrome or stainless steel…thingies. They were shiny and smoothly curved and rested in lined pouches for ease in storage and carrying. But what were they? Some were a graduated thickness but all appeared too small in diameter to be anything in the dildo or vibrator family. They ranged in length from about 8—12 inches. After pondering a few possibilities, I inquired to the shop keeper. “Those are for medical play,” the yummy metro-sexual looking man explained politely. Ahh, of course. Okay then. Armed with that new knowledge I headed downstairs for a glimpse of gay karaoke. And it was simply fabulous. I should examine why I am attracted to firm, spiky/streaky haired, earring clad, good smelling, young clearly homosexual boys. Hmmm, maybe it is the security of knowing they have no interest in me. Fortunately, that is not my only type. Whew.
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