Dungeons of Fetlife

Many years ago on Fetlife, a friend came up with an idea for a story of your own making. I don’t remember all of the details of how it came about, but the main gist of it was, you were led into a dungeon area of Fetlife, and from there you could craft a scenario of your own making. Past, present, future, the sky was the limit. Just write a fantasy of your own, and make it in four parts. Well, I posted mine on Fet, and there it sat for the past 8 years. So I thought I’d bring it back to my blog here, for another set of folks to enjoy.

Prologue:

Along with the rest of the guests, I’ve listened to the welcome and the description of what the whole experience is to be about. After having absorbed the information, I watch from the shadows as the others of the invited group work their way into the labyrinth, finding the rooms that best suit their needs. As I follow along at a leisurely pace, outside one door, heavily banded with iron and made of sturdy oak I hear a soft whimper. Looking down, I see a woman strapped in leather and steel, bonded to the floor in a crouched position, with her head sticking out and her tongue protruding… A boot licking station! What luck. I had my boots freshly polished this afternoon, and needed a good licker to make them sparkle, and this dungeon seems to have provided for me. It’s like the ‘Room of Requirement’ from the Harry Potter Universe. Determine what you need by thought and it will be provided for you…. Very clever Mojzis…and the always mysterious lips; hats off to you both.

Extending my left foot to the woman, she feverishly and wonderfully begins to lick steadily at the boot…her body is restrained, but not in such a way that she cannot work her tongue and head around the boot, as long as it’s kept in a suitable position to assist her. Around and around her tongue goes, over and to the sides, every now and again she pauses to take a lick of water from a replenished bowl next to her, a little trickle from some unknown source keeps the bowl fresh, and allows her to keep her tongue from getting too stained with polish, or some other detrius that might have been present. Small moans come wafting to my ears as I stand over her…watching as she studiously does her job, wondering where the dungeon found her, or was she an original part of the dungeon when it was created. Either way she finishes with one and glances up to me…coming out of my reverie I switch feet, presenting her with my right and off she goes again, lapping, licking, tonguing the leather as if it was her very last meal. She’s so good, I almost forget why I’m here.

As she completes her task, I drop down to one knee…giving her a tickle along the side of her head, and working down under her chin letting her know that I approved of her work. A soft voice wafts up, nearly breathless but completely understandable..she says to me…”thank You, Sir” as I rise up once more and open the door before me, crossing the threshold and leaving her behind for the next adventure.

(to be continued…)

A little help goes a long way

The other day I was browsing through Fetlife when I came across a post on a selling group from someone semi-local to me.  She was trying to sell a set of kinky furniture she had purchased as a present for her (then) submissive who, when seeing the equipment apparently had a change of heart and it doomed the relationship (I can’t even fathom something like that, quite devastating!).  In the post, she had all the information that one would need for someone else to possibly purchase, except….no pictures.

In this particular group, if you don’t follow all the requirements to the letter, the admins delete your post without warning.  Twice this woman had posted (the first time without any pictures at all, and the second time with an addendum that said pictures were available on her profile, but no direct links), and twice the posts were removed.   After the first go round, I wrote to her, informed her that I had an inkling as to why her post was removed, and offered my assistance.  She said that she could handle it on her own and politely rebuffed me.  Which is fine, I thought no more about it.

Until a week later, she wrote and said that she could actually use some assistance after all and did my offer still stand?

Of course, it did.  I’m not an ogre, and I can well understand someone wishing to try their own hand at solving a problem and then having the wherewithal to say “No, I don’t got this, I need some help.”  That takes gumption and I’m definitely a fan of someone that can admit they need help.

We agreed upon a time and she called me on Friday morning.  I showed her how to embed links into her posts, walked her through how to navigate the site, which she had been having a bit of a time with.  She said that she has been working in IT for some time, but the site seemed to be a bit backward in some respects and yes, it does.  It’s not a point-and-click sort of site, it’s been built for the most part from scratch, and it doesn’t seem like a modern website in many respects.  It’s designed around forums and groups, and most of it is textually based.  While we were talking, I noted that she posted a new version of her ad on the group and it was designed the way the admins wanted it.  As of this writing, it’s still up.

We actually talked for about 45 minutes.  She’s an interesting person that has been going through a rough patch.  I’m glad I was able to help and hopefully, she can find the right home (and recoup her investment) for her things.  They’re very nice items, but I neither have the funds to alleviate her problem nor the room in the house (or storage) to house them.  More’s the pity, but that’s the way it is here.

 

Old Dogs and New Tricks

The other day, I was combing through my email and a Fetlife post caught my eye.  It was from someone that wasn’t on my radar, and they were posting about a steel collar that they had recently crafted in their home workshop and were posting not only pictures but a veritable how-to of how they did the work.

Which is rather unusual, to say the least for the platform, and many places in general.  Most post pictures of their work, or what they have in their toy collections, without really giving any background, just sort of a ‘here’s my thing’ and that’s about it.  I went to this person’s profile and perused more of their pictures and posts.  Commented on some and ‘gave love’ to others, which interested me.

On the collar post, there was a good deal of back and forth commenting between myself and her, and I took the time to follow them on the platform, for future reference.  In another post, I commented that it was nice that she was offering insight on how a certain item was crafted, both in giving insight as well as particular methods.  I’ve often considered making my own toys, and using my imagination to craft things.  Granted I don’t have a good deal of equipment to do anything really detailed (though I bought a 1941 Singer Model 66 last year with the intent of sewing leather cuffs and restraints which I haven’t yet brought to fruition) as of yet, but perhaps in time when I’m not swamped by work and other issues, I can set aside some time to get my act together in that regard.

I may be getting old (58 is rapidly approaching in the next 2 weeks) but I’m not putting myself out to pasture just yet.  There’s more stuff to do yet.