Happy New Year!!! Here’s a catch-up!

pop(2)They say what you do on New Years is what you’ll be doing all year. Its why there’s all the smooching. This year I decided to hedge my bets a bit more than that so I choose to make sure that both my midnight celebration as well as the few days before and after were chock full of things I’d happily spend a full year enjoying.

My celebrating began a couple of days before the holiday with a very sexy scene exclusively devoted to torturing (or “torturing”, depending on how you look at it) an exceedingly lucky and adventurous boy’s dick. I enjoy a wide spectrum of activities and my gig supplies me ample opportunity to explore most of them. But a few are considerably more infrequent. And actually the last few weeks have supplied some truly choice unusual entertainments. But I digress…said helpless victim had given me a heads up before our playdate since his interests were specific and more extreme. And was further able to convince me of his sincerity by providing a link to his Fetife profile so I could verify he wasn’t just talking smack and teasing a sadist with a promise of pain he couldn’t endure.

I frequently feel the need to point out to non masochist, as well as the lucky folks who do have this identity, that true masochism is more rare than most people think. Most pervs enjoy playing around with the happy wiggle room that occurs during arousal, while others get a boost in their pain threshold by getting off on knowing their partner is getting off. Actual masochists have the intrinsic ability to move pain into pleasure. But as with most gifts, more can be achieved through exercising said skill set. This particular boy had been working on his kink for awhile but we were both pleased to be able to take things to even greater heights then previously reached.

Twenty Six needles and a couple of urethral sounds later and his dick was a bloody, pillaged mess. And the photos he requested came out great. It was a fun day.

The next night I was having dinner with a dear old friend and told her about the scene and it turns out she’d just done an awesome dick piercing scene the day before too. So we both pulled out our phones to show off our handiwork. Clearly I hang with the right type of people.

If you’re curious about the photos, and don’t have a weak stomach, you can see some of the images yourself on my Fetlife profile under Ms_Katherine. It’s a free members only site, but signing up is easy and very worthwhile.

The next night I was having dinner with a dear old friend and told her about the scene and it turns out she’d just done an awesome dick piercing scene the day before too. So we both pulled out our phones to show of our handiwork. Clearly I hang with the right type of people.

The 31st found me at a house party full of pretty, friendly people with my primary partner. Attendees were a fair representative sample of the sex-positive, poly, kink, tantra, and Burningman communities and all the inescapable overlap that you find in those scenes in Seattle. I’ve attended some lovely gatherings there previously and they’ve typically been friskier, but this time things were more family friendly…so people didn’t start taking their tops of until after the clock struck twelve. It was an perfect outing in that I smooched my man at midnight, got face time with a few friends and even managed a bit of flirting with a charming woman that could lead to potential shenanigans in the future. Too soon to tell but it was a welcome, if unexpected, intrigue.

Maybe it was that unexpected ego stroke that contributed to what happened when my man and I got back to my place…maybe it was just my general randiness and a sensitivity to the afore mentioned superstition of the evening but 2am and tipsiness was not enough to keep me from tormenting the beejebus out of my man’s cock and balls before marching him into the bathroom, straddling his chest in the bathtub, and pulling his greedy slut face into my cunt by his hair to flood his mouth with a gushing torrent of my vodka fueled piss. Then I shoved my butt in his face and made him come while I used the shower massager on his ass.

The next morning we had french toast and bacon. So its already a very happy New Year as far as I’m concerned.

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