Traveling has been one thing I have always lusted for in life. When I do travel it’s mainly to kink events and I get a wide verity of reactions from my mind. From excited and thrilled to scared and unnerved. Part of me enjoys going through these emotions and feelings. I know my Sir can tell when I’m feeling unnerved and freaking out. He gets to watch me go from a bundle of nerves to a relaxed, smiling kitty. I think he likes watching this transformation and usually is proud of me at the end of it.
I am proud of myself as well. A year ago I could not have even conceived I would be where I’m at now in life. I went to a much a little over a year ago, my first public event ever. I was more scared of that then of the people of my past that I’ve met from online never knowing them from a pile of beats before we met. I remember parts of going to the munch. Someone gave me a business card for their kink group. That shocked me. The hostess of the munch was great, all smiles and laughs. It was a mix of very welcoming people and very curious people.
As I think of it now, maybe this submissive should go make her own business card. It’d be fun to see people’s reactions, to see if they reacted how I did “way back when.” It would give me kicks anyway and help me remember my fetlife name.
I had so much fun at my first munch I really wanted to go back again. For some reason I couldn’t go the next month. If I had to guess I would guess it was my family but I made it a point to go the month after that despite my family. I felt even more awkward this time around. There was more people and new faces and I had not clue what to say or do. So I sat and ate. I heard a guy talking and handing out business card. I asked him some questions about the local dungeon. I was in awe that Pittsburgh even had a dungeon.
About half way through the evening I saw this guy. He looked cute in a lost puppy dog kind of way. I kept one eye on him while I listened to the people around me talking. A few times I wondered if he was looking at me. I smiled at him and eventually made my way over to where he was sitting. We talked for a bit and I was already in awe of him. He shocked me. He likes rope? Wow, I like rope. He’s not being creepy or crawly. We talked about horses and how his ex had horses.
It was at that lovely moment my mother and sister started tag teaming me with the phone calls. I finally broke down, embarrassed, and ran out of the place. The nice guy I talked to had given me a business card. Wouldn’t you know I lost that damn card and couldn’t remember his fetlife name. damnit.
Whatever happened to that guy? Well, we met again at a private play party, he tied me up twice, and swept me off my feet. Ever since I’ve been always lusting for the next time He ties me up among other fun activates Sir and I now do together. It’s been a beautiful path with a blossoming friendship between us. I didn’t see it coming.
When we started out we made an arrangement between each other. I still remember it clear in my mind. I was going to help Him, He was going to help me. I don’t think either one of us knew how much we would end up and still to this day help each other. Enough of the sappy, on to the good stuff. We love going to kink events. It’s an addiction He got me hooked on starting at WinterWickedness last year. For me it starts out as a challenge. How much can I improve myself and have fun.
Since then I’ve been to a handful events. Each one is different and teaches me something new about myself, the kink world, my Sir, and many other areas that I don’t expect to learn about at a kink convention. I started learning slowly and building a base for myself in my kink lifestyle.
Now I’m sitting here a year into my “public kink life” going, wow that shit was fun as hell. Let’s do it again!! I will do it again, as the summer ends and the fall steps in I feel life pulling me forward at a more rapid pace. I know my vanilla life and Sir’s vanilla life are not going to be easy this fall. But that doesn’t mean I can’t smile, enjoy the ride, and make the best out of what I am given.
I should start writing a list of things I want to do with myself. That should keep my mind busy for a while. Hopes everyone is having a good holiday weekend and enjoying cook outs. It’s a bit too cold here and I’m not very much into mainstream holiday “fun”.
~Raven~
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