#male bottom

show-me-your-devotion:

I  want  more  cute  boys  tied  up  with  pink  shibari  rope 

This could be arranged.

@lfbstoy, any objections?

Part 1

Before we left for dinner and happy hour, I checked the weather and my technology promised me no rain. Technology lied. As The Anarchist Economist and I left the train station, we saw that it was raining pretty heavily. I was like, “Damnit!” because I’d gone through the trouble of washing my hair AND drying it with a blow dryer, which I hardly ever do. OH WELL

When we got to the pizza place, we were seated by a lovely guy who told us where the bathrooms were and that we could dry off there. After both The Anarchist Economist and I were slightly less damp, we ordered our food. We had vegan pizza and great conversation and I had wine.

It was a few minutes after the normal start time for happy hour when we finished eating, so TAE and I headed to there. When we arrived, however, the door wasn’t open, so we waited inside the restaurant associated with the happy hour space. Other people soon joined us and I actually made conversation with strangers, which I’m very proud of me for.

About fifteen minutes later, someone came to open the door. He also said he needed help carrying in some pieces of some new kink furniture for the happy hour playspace - a cage! TAE, some other people, and I helped carry in the cage parts, and then TAE and I went to pay for drinks at the bar.

I was a little apprehensive about seeing Reaction Junkie. That day would have been our third anniversary, and he’d texted me “Happy anniversary.” earlier in the day. It was sort of weird and felt passive aggressive, although I tried not to assume the worst. Reaction Junkie arrived not long after we got in. He came right over and said hello, and, actually, he, TAE, and I had some good conversation.

He was the first of many people to comment on The Anarchist Economist’s “Don’t Tread on Anyone” shirt. He said something along the lines of, “What if some people want to be tread on?” I grinned and pointed at my boots and said, “I told him to wear it. And I wore my stompy boots so I can tread on him.”

More people started to file in and I was pleasantly surprised to see a whole bunch of familiar faces! I was worried that not many people I know would be there, but I needn’t have been concerned. Sunny was definitely there, as were Anderson Cooper and several other friends. At one point, I looked up, and who should walk in? Anti Feminist Libertarian Boy! I was surprised to see him, but it was fun to catch up.

There was a class during the earlier part of the night, so while it was going on, TAE and I talked with my friends and acquaintances and I thoroughly enjoyed myself. Once the class ended, TAE and I headed upstairs to find a good spot to do our treading scene. We grabbed a couch and set up to play.

I straddled him in the couch and we talked for a little while to start. Then I had him get on the floor so I could start using my boots on him. I stepped on him and stood on him and ground the tread of my boots into his thighs.  Every so often I threw in a few kicks for good measure. He made all sorts of fun pain sounds, groans and moans and whimpers. I enjoyed hearing and seeing him suffer for me, which he did very well.

I finished with the bootplay, and we sat next to each other. I took out some of my impact toys and started hitting the fronts of his thighs. I was using a toy that functions much like a belt doubled over, and The Anarchist Economist was taking it like a champ. Until one of my strikes landed poorly and accidentally connected with his balls. Maybe that might have possibly been okay if it was expected, but it definitely was not. Oops.

He was pretty done after that, so we stopped the scene and started aftercare. We cuddled and talked until I needed to go downstairs because I didn’t want to watch a certain scene that was happening. I packed up my toys and we headed down. I said goodbye to friends and closed out my tab. On the way out, TAE and I got sandwiches and then hopped on the train home.

Haha I’d love to go out with the girls dressed like that