Scribbles

Friday night - Some guy sitting in a chair leaned against a wall across the room from us casually jerking off. Rewriting Taylor Swift. A mysterious thingy. A brand new shirt.
Saturday night - A guy sitting in a chair about 10 feet from us casually jerking off. Comparing bruises. A foxtail buttplug. A brand new friend.

Another two-part weekend at our now regular dungeon. Like the last time I and my naughty sub ButterfliesAndCuffs did two event nights in a row, we had a whole lot of fun. Friday night was karaoke and we had a song already picked out, as well as a special surprise for the audience. When they finally called her name my dirty little whore stood in front of the whole room wearing a shirt that she had made earlier that day that read "Sir's Whore", and with microphone in hand and me standing proudly right in the front row, she sang "Lover" by Taylor Swift - but we changed the words to "Fucker" which is how we always sing it in the car. We figured no one would be expecting that. But we kinda didn't care because it was really for our own amusement.

She sang beautifully, danced around, even did a little ass shaking bit that was very sexy. And I love seeing her having so much fun.

Throughout the week leading up to the event we had been communicating with some new friends we had made there a few weeks ago during our first visit, and we got to see and hang out with them on and off between them having their own sexy fun (which we got to see a bit of) and us having ours. Speaking of which...
There is one of those fun stockade contraptions that you put your prisoner's head and hands in, close, and then start beating her ass with all the fun toys that you happened to bring along for just such an occasion. I locked her in and took turns using 2 crops, a thick leather paddle, and a wooden... thingy? I can only describe it as being sort of spoon-ish shaped, with a long handle made from a pulpy material which is not unlike wood. It has a round end which is concave on one side, convex on the other. It is perfect for impact but could be used for stirring or scooping or possibly even spooning something. (ok that part was an inside joke for a friend of ours who happens to be a sub with a fondness for big bruises, and the two of them have compared pics of their marked up asses. She'll get the joke when she reads this.)

Karaoke, bruises, and ass beating, all in the same night.
Oh yeah, and some guy sitting in a chair leaned against a wall across the room casually jerking off. That happened too.

As far as I was concerned my butterfly was not only the best performer of karaoke night, but also the filthiest, most beautiful slut of the entire weekend - and it seems I may not have been the only one who thought so. Read on...

It was a bit of a slower start to Saturday night, which was to be more of a glowstick rave type of play party fun night, and it definitely picked up, but instead of waiting we fashioned some thin glowsticks into bracelets and a choker and created our own fun. My little whore was wearing a short red dress so we also wrapped a couple around her legs, and the glow perfectly accentuated her brand new foxtail buttplug which she wore all night.
The best was yet to come but first we enjoyed a fire cupping demonstration, and the guy even sat down with us and explained the whole thing which was awesome since neither of us knew anything about it. We walked around a bit, heard some excited screaming, saw some electrical play, fire play, a little this and that, and assorted rope stuff. Then things got a little fun weird - and not surprisingly, we went with it and had a great time:
My dirty whore felt like dancing. I don't (read: can't) dance but I got up with her, and played with her while she moved around provocatively to the music. It was not long before she drew a crowd of onlookers, including one guy who was enjoying watching her so much that he stood there and started jerking off about 10 feet in front of us. He was a respectful distance away, we were out in the open at a dungeon surrounded by exhibitions and exhibitionists of all sorts after all! I love showing off my most prized possession so I sat her down and started fingering her right in front of them, making her announce each orgasm louder and louder so everyone could hear her, forcing her to face her fans while she came, including a guy sitting in a chair about 10 feet from us casually jerking off.
Oh yeah, did I mention that by then he had pulled up a chair to more comfortably jerk off to my filthy cum slut? Yep, that happened too.

We cuddled up together for a while after that, and of course Mr Chair went away somewhere, presumably to wash himself off (and hopefully to get something to wipe down the chair.) A little later we saw another familiar face from our very first weekend so we went to reintroduce ourselves and we ended up hanging out until we left about an hour later. We always have a good time, at home or wherever else, and now we have a fun play place with new friends that we will be revisiting. In the mean time we have each other, and that is the best part of every day; every moment. Somehow spending all our time together is still never enough time together, but being together is all we need. And the rest - well it sure is a lot of fun too!

You should also read her post all about that night here.

Thank you to my very own dirty little whore ButterfliesAndCuffs for some challenge fun.

My terrifyingly shocking test results indicate that I am a:

Sadistic Dom
You get turned on by inflicting pain on your Sub. You love to punish them, and you probably dislike being told what to do/Brats. You love the feeling of power and control and are very possessive too.

Who would ever have guessed?

A quick recap for those who have known us for a while, and a further introduction for the many new friends we have recently made:
I and my sub ButterfliesAndCuffs met sometime in October, started flirting sometime in November, named it a dynamic sometime in December, got together in person for the first time on Valentines Day (😱) and have been inseperable ever since. Or at least as much as the distance between us and occasional visits would allow. Then last month I moved so now we are about an hour drive apart and are together every couple days.
Along the way there have been many milestones; lots of big steps, all the scary words, tons of new experiences, and much serious fucking. We can now add something else: Friday night was our first official "dungeon date" together. (When you're done you can read her post about it here.)

We went to KINK: First Contact at Baltimore Playhouse for their monthly welcome for all newcomers. We walked around, looked at everything, discussed all the different sorts of pain that I could inflict on her using this apparatus or that one. But before all the real fun began everyone sat together while the owner told us all about the Playhouse, went over the rules and standards, the no picture policy, introduced the DM's, and answered everyone's questions. Exactly the sort of thing you would expect.

Afterward, I and my filthy whore got to try out some toys we were very familiar with like floggers and other impact tools, and played with some new stuff. There was one item in particular, a 1/4 thick 20" x 2" slapper that I liked enough to purchase when we returned the next night. We were both very pleased with it, and I think from the pictures you can understand why. He was given a name (we name all our toys) and is currently our favorite.

Everywhere we went, every piece of equipment or furniture or wall or chair or space to stand was an excuse to stand her up or bend her over and beat her ass. A stock, a spider web, a spanking bench, a couch. Walking around or standing still. There was never a bad time or place or occasion. And she giggles! Pain makes her giggle.

There was a performance by a guy with a collection of implements, and a naked, young woman dangling by her wrists who he used them on. Floggers and whatevers and thingies. And needles. After he whipped her and flogged her for a while he lay her on the floor and stuck a bunch of needles and ribbons in her. Suddenly - he tore them all out! That was the climax of that part of the show and it was very impressive.
My little subby sat on the floor at my feet on her leash like a good dog and we enjoyed the show while we talked to some of the many new friends we made.

One thing we had been very excited to try is a violet wand, and now that we've experienced it we have established a dedicated VW Fund to purchase a beginner kit ASAP (all contributions are welcome hahah!)

And speaking of exciting new activities...
We were in the moment. The energy and atmosphere were right, and we found ourselves standing in the middle of an open area surrounded by several onlookers. My slut is a bit of an exhibitionist, and she is mine to use any way I choose, so I made her stand in front of the watchful eyes of the room as I fingered her until she was begging me to allow her to cum - then I made her face every single spectator and beg again, louder and louder each time. And then face the next person and beg, then the next, and so on. By then more people had noticed, and finally after I exposed her and made her beg for permission while facing everyone standing around us, I let her cum over and over while they all watched.
She was a spacy little slut by then so we slowly made our way to a nearby couch, but before I could even put my dog on her knees one of the guys who was looking on asked me if he could come even closer! There are rules against behavior like that so I told him to back off and watch from where he came from. Then he and the others watched her do her job and satisfy me right there on the couch in front of them.

When we went back to the club Saturday night there was a guy there expertly wielding a 4-ish ft long whip so I told my whore to take her shirt off and get up on the St Andrews Cross. The guy did his thing, lightly touching her, then a little snap to get her attention. The lighting was a bit low (which added a lot to the thrill of the whole whipping experience!) so I'm not certain but I think he was wearing something like a kilt, maybe made with leather and... I don't know what but it was very cool. It was like a dance, a trip to watch, and my whore loved the experience.
Not only were there a few other more specific events taking place (including a scene auction, and random pick-up play) we saw people of every identity, style, gender, dress, and combination - and everyone was comfortable and friendly and at home.

Fire, wax, needles, torture, bondage, impact, tickling, whips, electric, and sex all around us. We saw it all, participated in much of it, and perhaps the best part is that we got to meet a lot of great people and make some new lifestyle friends. We will be signing up as a couple for a contributorship (the Playhouse version of membership) for many future events and exciting times with our new friends at our new fun spot.

People we had never met before were giving us compliments about how romantic we were together. About how wonderful it is to see a couple like us. I don't know what that means, and neither of us really intended to make any huge impression on anyone, so those types of comments were very shocking. But we choose to take them as huge compliments. Thank you.

Those who know me will tell you that I am a man of few words 😆 but I can never say enough about how my filthy whore is so good to me. She was as amazing both nights as she is every day and night, gorgeous as always, and perfectly obedient. I love her and I think I will keep her forever.

Spending time with my naughty sub ButterfliesAndCuffs is always a joy. She is an obedient, dirty little thing and I am always proud to have everyone know that she belongs to me.
This past Saturday not only were we together the entire day, but we spent it running around, eating, interacting with various animals, playing games, riding the fun, scary contraptions, and getting sunburnt at the annual fair here in my home city. As we've mentioned a time or two in recent weeks we live about an hour apart now so there was no way we weren't going to go!
There will be pictures and descriptions in this post of some of the things we did, but also check out her post here for others.
When she got to my place the first thing I did was get her ready by putting some homemade torture thingies on her nipples with instructions that she was to wear them all day or until I tell her she can take them off. A new sensation she was not prepared for!

(I have to tell this story: at one point, having momentarily forgotten that she was wearing these thingies, she turned to look at something behind us. Because of that quick movement they did to her nipples exactly what I designed them to do, and without having time to think she suddenly screamed "FUCK YOU!" at them or the pain or the universe or something. I just about died laughing.)

When we got to the fair the first thing that happened was we were overwhelmed with the smells of a hundred different yummy foods, with no way to decide wtf we were going to choose. We finally settled on chicken on a stick. Later on she had some alligator! I had eaten it before but this was her first time.

Now lets talk about all the live animals! There were a ton bunnies and unhatched eggs under lamps. A pen full of newborn piglets with a momma the size of a Volkswagen. And a couple dozen goats! Of course there were signs saying Do Not Feed The Goats Or They Will Eat Your Fingers And Face And Children And Soul or something like that posted EVERYWHERE so what did my little whore do? She grabbed a bunch of goat food and held it right out to them - and a few of them walked up and ate right out of her hand! I have a video of that and it is very cute.

We watched a sealion show, and here is a picture of us waiting for the piglet and wiener dog races to begin.

And of course there were a million rides and I think we went most them, but there were 2 that we actually went on more than once. We did the bumper cars twice. They were all kinds of fun because we basically ignored everyone else and just chased each other around the whole ring, laughing with/at each other the whole time as usual.

But the highlight of the day had to be the 4 times we rode the giant Ferris wheel. We didn't take any pictures while we were on it (here are a couple pics from the brochure to give you an idea of the what it looks like from the ground and at the top) because we kept pretty busy up there inside our private little bucket/car thing. 😉 As you can see they are very deep and the sides are very high, we couldn't see below anyone else's heads, and we made very sure no one could see below ours which is where all the fun was happening. When we did peek our heads over the side we could see the surrounding city, including a graveyard right next door!

It was a long day, lots of excitement, lights and sounds, and when we got back to my place we were both a bit exhausted but not too tired for a little bit more naughtiness! A day full of fun, food, and Ferris wheel fingering. And there is no better way to spend a day than with my loyal, most cherished possession.

Last week was a week. And then there was the week end. Then last night, and so far today. We can't quite get enough of each other. It is so cool!
I'll recap here what my dirty whore ButterfliesAndCuffs detailed in her post earlier today regarding our time spent together over the last week-ish.
While my sub's daughter was away for a week with her father she had the whole house to herself so... I packed up and spent that time there with her. And like we do every time we are together we spent the time laughing and making up weird stories and songs and laughing and talking about dumb stuff and laughing and just going on about utter nonsense and laughing our asses off.
And that wasn't all. We did crazy sexy naughty stuff. Hilarious goofy stuff. Normal everyday couple stuff. Far too many things to list them all in one post so I'll run through what we agree were some of the highest of the highlights:
We had a few nights where we cuddled up on the couch and enjoyed movies. We watched "Yesterday", a movie about a world where the Beatles never existed (NO!!!); "Rent", one of my favorite movie/musicals which she had never seen; and a hilariously terrible movie called "Bad Milo!" about a guy with a demon that lives in his ass. Yep. Go see it. I'll wait.
We also went to our very first official "dinner and a movie" date. We saw "Where The Crawdads Sing" - 5-stars, highly recommended - and then we had Burger King.
If you have kept up with our forum activity you know we do love our predictive text games, and there were a couple times when we actually cuddled on the couch, under the same blanket, in actual physical contact, while we texted funny PT messages to each other on our phones from mere inches apart! Some of them we posted here, many we didn't; there were many recurring characters like the Death Baby, the devil, the Lord Warden (completely unrelated to the cage member of a similar name!) and who could forget all the bullshit face people on the face planet with all their face problems. It was just another one of those times when we laughed our asses off until we were out of breath.
There were a couple of routine domestic things that couples do, like "we" did some shopping, and "we" mowed the lawn, and "we" pulled some weeds - and after all that moral support I was exhausted! She cooked for me while I was there and I had the most delicious dinners and breakfasts I have had since... the last time she cooked for me. And I love how happy it makes her.
Of course there were a few naughty escapades, some tried-and-true, and some new things too. I had kept my little whore on restriction the whole time she was on her beach vacation the previous week, and for 99% of the time since she got back home; I tortured her all week by edging her over and over and over all day everyday, so to be a loving Dom I gave her somewhere between 170 and 175 orgasms on Saturday. I make her count them out loud but after a while she gets a little incoherent, still between us we get a close tally.
More of the usual. Lots of bruises. And collar and leash for walking her around the house. Fingers, oral, butt stuff, business as usual hahah. I'm sorry to report that there was also an unfortunate encounter with a Mr. Quimby butt I'm not ready to talk about it.
We tried several things that we had never done, or never done together. Like multicolor wax play, and a buttplug tail (both of which you can see pictures of below) as well as my flogger and belt which actually made her giggle! It was the cutest thing I ever saw: a low whore, bent over, bruised with dark red belt marks on her ass and legs - and she was giggling! Amazing, like everything else about her.
Lastly, speaking of amazing things about my sweet little sub, I finally got to see her in her happy place, the way I have been waiting so long to see her. She got to show me her caterpillars and their eggs, we stood together in her garden and watched the newborn butterflies, she told me about the way they eat and fuck and lay eggs and poop and grow. She was glowing and happy and beautiful.
Life is indeed amazing these days, and we have some very special plans for this upcoming weekend. Something tells me that somehow we will find a way to spend another 3 weeks together before then.

In a little over one week I will be moved into my new apartment 1 hour away from my little whore ButterfliesAndCuffs, and we will be engaged in all manner of dirty, disgusting, awesome things! I will be busy packing for the next several days but she will be keeping you updated.

Here's the thing - it's a really big deal and I wanted to be certain.
All of the important decisions had to be made; appropriate actions taken. We needed a lot of intense fucking to help keep us focused. Then we had to tell our families and closest friends (though in many cases we left out that whole intense fucking part.) Still, I decided to wait just a little bit longer even after we were already pretty sure.
Our last trip together was not just for the joy of being together, or because of all the fun we have. It was not just because of the constant laughing and getting weird, or all the intense fucking. We are so good together and we've documented all of that in our blogs many times, but there was something we left out this time...
We have some big news!
For a long time I have been trying to change my current living situation, find a new city, meet some new people, consider new relationships. But it was just not happening. Then I saw this amazing, dirty sub ButterfliesAndCuffs right here. I sent her a simple, friendly, non-threatening message, at some point we started flirting, and one day we both realized we had totally fallen for each other.
Now she is mine, and I'm keeping her. If that weren't good enough, 8-ish months after meeting her I will finally be moving.
And the best part is that I unintentionally (mostly) found an awesome city only 1 hour drive from her. As far as accidents go that was a very happy one. That was the biggest part of our last visit. We toured the city together, looked at apartments together, even saw some scary places where murders might be happening right this moment! I found a nice place, made all the arrangements, and I'll be moved in on the first of next month, 8-ish days from now.
One simple message, a little flirting, several months and a lot of intense fucking later - and we will be only 1 hour apart. Now is when the real fun begins.
Fine, we were a bit selective with the details in our posts regarding our last visit. I decided that we wouldn't mention anything until today because I wanted to be certain. But that's what you're supposed to do when you have big news, right?

Courtesy is a fine thing. Close your mouth when you chew. Put the toilet seat down. Don't wipe your ass with the cat. The usual stuff.

But what happens when you get a ton of messages here and you aren't interested in some of them, or you just don't have time for all of them? You're inundated, but flattered. Some are rude or creepy, but some may have potential. There are a few you'd actually like to follow up on, but most are of no interest whatsoever.
Some people (primarily Doms) think that you should respond to all of them anyway. But to go out of your way to answer every single message you receive from every random person out of some notion that it is impolite not to do so is not only impractical, it's silly.

Yes, it seems that to have much hope that your profile will attract the desired attention necessary for you to find any success at all, you must accept and even expect a certain amount of messages that do not specifically serve that goal. But to suggest that the only two ways of addressing that are to either make your profile less interesting (thereby attracting less attention resulting in fewer messages) or to answer Every Single Message, is not only counterproductive, it's silly.

So how about this - don't answer every single message.

Because, realistically, how far could you extend this courtesy anyway? One message? 10? More?
If a person sends you 10 messages and you respond each time, first with "hello" then each time adding "no thanks" or "no, not interested" or "no, not looking" or "no, really, I'm flattered, but no" at what point to do finally decide that - despite their efforts, despite the fact that they a person, despite your manners - you have had enough of telling that person No! Then what? (And before you answer, saying that you don't have to be nice any more because they spammed you is the self-righteous adult equivalent of a child crying "you started it!")

It is typical of a Dom who periodically receives a handful of messages to think that he is doing the rest of the community a favor by granting the courtesy of his response. But as many subs here will attest, their experiences differ greatly from his. They will tell you that far too often just replying to random messages, even if only to say "not interested" is interpreted by the faceless senders (again, primarily Doms) as an invitation to send another, and then another, and so on. Some subs receive 100+ messages daily, mostly from assjackets and wannadoms (yes, sometimes even from people with genuine interest in them) but they feel that sifting through ridiculous, cut-and-paste nonsense, and drowning in the deep end of the domfish pond is a waste of time.

To help make the point lets say it takes only 30 seconds to open, read, and reply to a message saying that you are not interested, and 100 people message you every day. 30x100=3,000 seconds, or 50 minutes. You just spent nearly an hour saying No Thank You over and over and over in the name of courtesy. And that's just on this site. There are other, bigger sites that many of us are also members of where a sub could also get 100+ messages every day. And if you don't get to all of them, they add up, and so would the amount of time it takes to answer all of them. If you grant the courtesy of your time to every person that infringes on it how much of your time is wasted just communicating to people that you don't want to communicate with them?

If your profile already made you seem like an intelligent, thoughtful, wonderful person (before you broke the unspoken rules of courteous messaging etiquette, that is) that could actually be a small part of why your box got so stuffed in the first place. But if there are not enough free minutes in your day to give the courtesy of a reply to everyone - or anyone at all - that shouldn't automatically overshadow everything else that your profile says about you because time doesn't give a shit about your manners or how thoughtful you are or what you look like or how nice you are to strangers.

So how about this - don't answer every single message.
(You don't have to answer me right now. Just consider that for a time and get back to me later.)

(LongerJohnny, co-founder of ⭐The Elite Dream Team⭐️)

Yesterday I wrote about how I and my filthy whore ButterfliesAndCuffs just spent a wonderful long weekend together taking in the sites and sounds of a new city, playing around in an awesome marketplace we found, and doing lots of dirty fuck stuff. Per usual, I recorded several videos of me having my way with her and her submitting to my every whim, and we decided that a few screenshots might make a HOT TTT post for this week. Of course there were relatively few tame moments in any of the vids but she was able to find some, I approved, and she posted them along with a couple pics from our time together.
She is a dirty, amazing sub, and it was an incredible weekend.

And an amazing weekend it was.
As my beautiful whore ButterfliesAndCuffs wrote in her blog post today we chose not to do one of those countdowns to our visit because there were already a few of those going on at the time, and we had done a real big, fancy one for our last trip together.
This was another one of those 'pull up to the curb, bring the suitcase to the back of the car, embrace, and not let go until it's time for the return flight' sort of things. And as each time before we couldn't stop touching each other the whole way to her house. In fact, like a couple of teenagers at a drive-in (remember those?) once we arrived we didn't even make it out of the car before the fun began, but it was dark enough so that the neighbors couldn't see us. Probably.
Immediately from the car to the inside of the house, a brief pause for a few welcome gifts - then straight into butt stuff! Yay butt stuff! And it just kept going from there.
The next day we took in the city, holding hands walking around an amazing area of downtown filled with performing arts centers, theaters, restaurants, but our favorite place was a huge farmer's market type of thing with dozens of vendors of all sorts: food, clothing, crafts, tons of various things all in one place. She was like a kid running around excitedly saying "look at this." and "lets look at that!" and "can we go look at that?" and "Hey - look at this!" for a couple hours. She was having so much fun and I absolutely love seeing her that way but few times I wish I had brought a leash just so I wouldn't lose track of her.
Speaking of which, the leash did eventually make an appearance, along with a few other fun toys, activities, and more dirty sexy adventures.
During our visit I marked her again and again in many ways, one of which I believe will be featured in her Thirst Trap Thursday post tomorrow, most of which we will not share because of the very personal bond between us that they represent, but there is no doubt that she is completely owned by me. She is such a good sub, so loyal and obedient and dirty, such an amazing woman, and I love and miss her more and more every moment that passes.
All that in just one long weekend. I enjoy imagining the day when that becomes even more...