Kinky Stripes

Holy hell it’s been three years. I knew it had been a while but didn’t realize it was that long. My guess was two years. In those three years I’ve started a podcast with a dear friend. We read smut and review it. We choose a kink or fetish for each book. We’ve discovered new kinks along the way and have had a ton of fun.

I struggle with self motivation along with a bunch of mental disorders so that’s why I’ve been gone so long. I also forgot about this blog at one point, oopsie. ADHD for the win, ha ha. I’m not sure what made me think about it today but I really wanted to log on and make a new blog post so here I am.  

Lately I’ve been really into diamond paintings while listening to music. If I’m not doing that I’m playing video games, reading, or sleeping. Yay boredom/depression naps. I got Long Live the Pumpkin Queen for Christmas and I really want to read it but decided I needed to read some unfinished books before starting a new one. I finished two of the four so that’s progress! One of them was Final Girls by Riley Sager. It was really good; it just took me a while because I got distracted by podcast books. I thought it would be a scary read but it wasn’t. Suspenseful sure but not scary. But maybe that’s just me. On the video game front I’ve been obsessed with Cozy Grove and Disney Dreamlight Valley. Oh yeah! I finally got Catherine Full Body and I’ve really enjoyed it so far. I’ve wanted the game since I first got my PS3 back before the revamp of the game. So it’s been a long time coming.  

I hope you forgive me for being gone so long and I’ll try to keep up with it this time. Maybe I’ll set a reminder on my phone.  

Anyways thanks for reading,

Zebra

Hey guys.  I know it’s been a while.  I’ve been very busy. I started a new job, I don’t remember if I have written about that; I started the end of May.  I got horribly sick for a while and shared with Daddy so we were both sick. I felt bad about that because he was taking care of me and that’s the only reason he got it.  But that’s what love is, right? He’s the best Daddy ever. The vehicle I was driving died; brake issues. That was a whole mess and a half. To save money we did the work ourselves but it was during the never ending rain in my neck of the woods so I was stuck away from home for a while because I live too far away to ask someone to drive me there to and from work.  After the brakes were fixed we found out something was wrong with the engine and it was misfiring so I ended up buying a new to me car. I love my new baby. I named it Dr. Frank-N-Furter, Frank for short. During all of that my cat went missing and hasn’t been seen since. I’m devastated that I lost my familiar but I can’t dwell on it because that’s just how life is sometimes.  Sometimes life is good though...I moved in with my Daddy on the first! I’m really bad about packing so I still have a lot to do but all of his things are here at the apartment. We finished getting it all here yesterday and worked on unpacking and organizing. I had a friend come over and help me so we actually got a lot done. It’s coming together nicely and I'm super happy and excited for the future.  We moved into a three bedroom with a couple of friends. One of them; I’ll call her Big Sister, has a service dog; Panda, so we have a pet to love on and love us. Big Brother says that the Panda is a whore because she begs for attention from all of us. Not like I’m much better… Our friends know that I’m a cat and that I call my boyfriend Daddy. I don’t think they know the full extent but they make fun of it a little.  Big Sis even calls/refers to me as “Kitty” or “the kitty.” Last night she actually said “yes, please. Go feed the cat,” ha ha. Because I was begging for food and wearing my collar. I think I might have annoyed her with it a little. But at least I’m safe, happy, and comfortable. I get to be me without a censor now! I get to be true to who I really am and I’m just so happy for how well this all is working out. 

Daddy bought me a collar! I have my first kitty collar! It even has a little bell and a bow. It’s simple but super cute. The bell is an actual working bell and I love making it jingle. Especially when I’m with my Daddy. It makes him happy and I enjoy making him happy. I had been teasing him about buying me one for a little while so I was really excited to get it. I joked that it meant I was officially owned now; like I wasn’t already, tee hee. He seemed to really like that comment. On the subject of collars; I’ve watched a few videos on making collars and I’m really excited to make my own. I would love to be good enough to sell them as well. I guess I’ll see how it goes first. Maybe I’ll post pictures somewhere so I can get feedback from unbiased people. I have so many ideas in my head about what collars I want to make. I also have a bunch of them saved on Pinterest and Etsy. I have seen a few designs that I’m not sure I could ever do but I’ll never know if I don’t try. I’m excited to take on this project. I’m hoping it doesn’t turn into another thing that I go crazy for and then I’m done with it a couple of months later. I also have a problem gathering the materials. More like a money problem. When don’t I have a money problem? Ha ha. What I’ve decided to do is buy stuff a little at a time so it’s not a big chunk of money all at once. I have a bunch of scrap fabric that I can experiment with first so that should help. Who knows, maybe those will turn out well. I’ve made simple stuffed ears on hair clips before, maybe I could make those again. Possibly even make matching collars and ears. I’m not sure if I could do fur ears but like I said before, only one way to find out! Making a tail is a bit more of a daunting task. I think I’ll wait a bit on that one. At least until I own one and can examine it and figure out if it would even be possible for me. I should probably see if I can find videos for them and for making furry ears. I’ll update on the progression of my creative endeavor!

Onward and Upward! 

Zebra

I'm starting to fully embrace being a little.  I don't have a dedicated time for it; I just let it out sometimes.  I've been letting it out more lately. My Daddy and I have even set up a reward system.  I'm excited about it. I have trouble getting myself motivated to do the things I want to do and don't get me started on the things I have to do but don't want to.  I'm hoping this new system will help with that. I know it will take some time, trial and error but I think it will be good for me, for us. I know that when I first brought this up I said I wanted to be a pet but it turned into me being a little with pet tendencies.  Recently I found out that it’s a common/ish thing and has a name! I’m a littlefur. Unless I’m wrong and that only refers to littles that are furries. I’m still using it because it was really exciting to me. Anyway, I think part of that is because it’s easier in our current living situations.  It’s kind of difficult to be a pet when you live with your parents… I can be a little without much grief. Plus it helps that I can turn it on and off easily. For the most part. Sometimes my little will come out and I don’t notice for a bit. I actually was almost full little while out walking around town playing Pokémon Go and realized how bad it was at one point and had to ask if it was ok or if I was too much/annoying.  Daddy was ok with it and that made me happy and possibly even more little, ha ha. I enjoy being little and I want to play the part more. I want to wear frilly dresses, go to the park and have my Daddy push me on the swing. I want to eat popsicles on the porch and go play in the sprinkler. I miss the simplicity of being a kid. I don’t want to be an adult anymore. Can I be an adult kid? No responsibilities, just a kid... No, I wouldn’t be happy that way.  I need something more in my life than that. I get sad and lonely if I’m at home all the time with nothing to do. I just miss not having all this worry. Bills, mental illness, having to take meds because my body hates me, remembering to feed myself, going to work to pay for everything. I just need a place with my Daddy so I can have quality little space time. Be able to wear adult onesies, surround myself with my favorite stuffies, watch Disney movies while eating popcorn, and snuggle with my Daddy.  I’d wait for him at the door and rub up against his legs when he got home like the good little kitty I am. Oh, to be able to wear cat ears, a tail, and a little girl dress and go play at the park and not look like a freak. I’m glad I have this release. This kid mentality. It makes dealing with everything a little easier. Granted, sometimes it makes it worse because some days all I want to do is lay in bed with my cat and watch cartoons when I need to go to work and earn money. But we all have to do things we don’t want to do and now I have a reward system to help me!  Plus, Daddy and I have started looking at places! We will have a friend living with us as well but that won't be an issue. We've already talked about warning him when we decide to mess around. He asked for a five minute warning so he could either get out of the apartment or watch something with his noise canceling headphones. I’m sure by this point he at least knows I have little tendencies since I’m always calling my guy “Daddy” and asking him to buy me ice cream or other kid things. It’ll be nice to be somewhere I don’t have to hide myself. To just be me.

Here’s to the future!

Zebra

Ok, lovey dovey one here.  I know, I’m disgusted with myself, ha ha.

I have the best Master/Daddy/Boyfriend ever.  He takes care of me, spoils me even when I don’t deserve it, puts up with all my quirks and mental issues, is willing to try almost anything if it’s something I want to do, we like a lot of the same entertainment, he understands my social anxiety because he has it too; meaning when I say I’m done and need to go home he understands!  

His family likes me and that's an incredible feeling.  Especially since I had so many issues with family in my last relationship.  Having a welcoming family is a breath of fresh air. I love spending time with them.  This weekend I'm going over to spend time with his sisters while he's at work. I’m super excited because the last time I did this, I had such a great time and bonded with them.  Being accepted by another family really is amazing, especially when you hear so many horror stories about in-laws and my previous experience.

Let me just say the sex with him is amazing and nothing like I ever experienced with my previous partner.  We both get off on the other getting off and I love it. Like is there anything better? The more I enjoy myself the more he enjoys himself and vice versa and it's just exciting having all the energy build up and finally release.  Especially when I'm close to climax and then he climaxes, it pushes me over the edge and we end up orgasming at the same time and it's just the best. Those are the magic ones. I got so incredibly lucky.

I just had to brag on this wonderful man that I am so fortunate to have met.  I could not have asked for a better one. I don’t know how I found him but I’m so glad I did.  We have talked numerous times about how many things had to happen for us to meet and it’s just crazy how it all worked out.  I’m happy they did because he is the best thing that has ever happened to me.

Peace out freaks,

Zebra

I wish I lived in a world where my Mom wasn't pissed off at me all the time but that's never going to happen.  I'm always screwing up in one way or another. I'm never good enough for her. I'm always going to be a disappointment.  Maybe that's why I crave affection from my boyfriend and want him to take care of me. He gives me cuddles when I'm not feeling well for whatever reason and I get ice cream when I'm a good girl, need a pick me up, or as a celebration.  He takes care of me in a way that is unlike anything I have ever experienced. No, I don't actually need to be taken care of but I enjoy the safety and comfort it gives. It makes me happy when he calls me a good girl/kitten/kitty, or when he says he's proud of me.  He never makes me feel like a burden even when I think I am. His love and acceptance is unconditional and I wish it was the same with my Mom. He encourages me to be better and I want to be better for him. My Mom just complains about me both to me and her friends. It hasn’t always been this way.  We’ve just been in a bad place for a while. I wish I knew how to fix it. I really need to move out again but I have to get my job situation under control first. So, I guess for now I just need stop trying to please her and focus on taking care of myself. Maybe I’ll be happier that way.

Love yourself,

Zebra

Rant time.

I learned the other day that a friend of mine doesn't like furries and pet play.  She says it's too close to beastality. I tried to explain that it wasn't and why people like it but she is pretty set in her ways.  I'm upset about this because I have decided to get into pet play with my boyfriend. Knowing how much she rejects this part of me sucks.  I feel a bit uneasy about it. I'm only kind of upset. I mean she doesn't know that I'm one of THOSE people but it's possible she suspects.  I’m not sure. Maybe I'm putting too much thought in this. I know a lot of people have issues with it. I just thought she was more open and accepting of things than this.  I mean this is my friend that wants to fuck demons, aliens, and species that don't even exist except in fantasy worlds. I even brought this up to her. Apparently the difference is that they are all humans or humanoid.  So are furries……? Her argument is that furries are people that want to be and fuck animals. The be animals part, yes, but they don’t necessarily want to fuck animals. It was just really upsetting that no matter what I said and no matter how I explained it, she was dead against it and disgusted about it.  Apparently even being around furries creeps her out. I’m sorry. We all just want to be happy. I don’t guilt, shame, or (try not to) judge you for smoking weed and doing shrooms. That makes you happy. Some of us want to dress like animals and play with squeak toys.

Keep playing and be happy animals!

Zebra

I recently realized that it has been a minute since I have written for myself.  It hit me when a friend asked me to write a recommendation letter for her. I was flattered and a little scared because I hadn’t actually written anything in a while.  I had written reviews on Google Maps, Amazon, and comments or posts on Reddit but nothing that required me to use any real writing skills. It took me a bit but what I came up with she said she loved; and coming from an actual published author that meant a lot.  I hope it helps her to get the job because she deserves it. That’s why I am starting this blog. I want to work on my writing skills and use my creativity again. I miss it and it will be nice to have an outlet again.

Enough backstory as to why I am doing this.  Onward to the fun writing. I am newish into the kink world.  I knew early on that I liked having my hair pulled and being tied up.  I asked my partner to choke me and spank me but he would only lightly spank me in the doggy position every once in awhile because he was afraid of hurting me.  Um… That was kind of the point. (I started to write more backstory on this relationship but decided it would make this long post even longer and not entirely necessary.  It’s a life lesson I could share later if anyone wants to read it. Moving on.) I am now with an amazing man who I call my Master and Daddy depending on our mood. Daddy started as a joke.  We both thought it was weird and I did it as a joke and after awhile it became a thing and we really like it. So I slowly started doing ageplay without really knowing that’s what I was doing.  This eventually lead me to wanting to try Kittenplay. I’ve always loved cats and been cat like myself so it seemed natural to me. We haven’t done much with it but we definitely changed our relationship dynamic.  This is when I started calling him Master. I had him set up rules I had to follow and I’m really enjoying it. (I also gave him a couple of cute rules like he can’t ever feel like a bad Daddy/Master because he is the best.)  Recently I’ve noticed him changing and I can’t get enough of it. I think Master has gotten power hungry. If I don’t want to do something; call my boss, make an appointment, go to the restroom, he says “what if I order you to?” and gets this smile on his face that makes me melt.  I thought I was drowning in love with him before but this is so different and I don’t know how to react! Seeing him be so dominant and controlling is such a turn-on. I think he wasn't sure about this relationship at first but he seems to have taken a likeness to it rather quickly. I'm so glad that we are both enjoying this new dynamic. I am excited to see where it goes and what this new world has to offer us.  

Until next time Kinksters!

Zebra