wow.
we are home after a genuinely amazing weekend with the local girls and. guh.
t girls are the best to ever do it. rarely have we felt so seen and supported and able to just BE without pressure or expectation or necessity. we did what we did because we wanted to.
we helped where we did because we could and were stopped from helping when we couldn't any more. we were respected. awa.
we also got beat, a muzzle forced on us, sicced on some snuffbait that we bit until it cried mercy, led around by collar and leash and further reminded of its inhumanity >:3
and. maybe found a new alter. or just reminded of the fact that we are a switch ehe...
we got to play with a pathetic, well trained Hound. it snapped to attention and would do what we (She?) said, without question or complaint. it was delightful.
we helped to break a thing into pieces. we forced a muzzle onto its head and watched it change before us.
it treats us (Her) with a reverence we adore. we might need a new blog too.
we got to milk a girl, beat a girl, direct the beating of another girl, make a toy cum twice in a straightjacket, groped and got groped, gave girls scritches until they melted, performed recon, got tied up with some lovely rope and just.
gods.
we didn't cry when the girls left but we're crying now. we miss the girls. we miss the community, the play, the fun. we miss Ours.
we gotta see them again soon. we gotta.
awawawawawawawawawa