Something I would really enjoy right now?
Being curled up beside someone, in a decently chilled room, maybe with my head on their lap, and just chewing on their arm gently while relaxing with them.
Yes. Just casual nibbles and cuddles. Maybe I’d fall asleep like that.
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“Someone” once likened me to a puppy missing its master. Spot-on observation.
I’m currently feeling like a puppy who’s been left home alone while the humans went out for a night on the town.
It’s raining pretty hard and thundering pretty loud, I’m stuck at home and rather lonely, and I just want to cuddle up with someone. Maybe put my head on their lap. Maybe lick their face. I don’t know, I’m feeling lonely and cutesy.
What if I just said “fuck it,” put together the cosplay, and went to Fetish Friday as Wizardmon?
This past month a severe pay cut was given to the women who work at KinkLive.com. They needed to save money and they did it by taking it from the models. Instead of staying quiet and taking what they were willing to give us for our work - we united, stood up for ourselves and are taking action to get what we deserve.
During this process I was let go from the KinkLive department.
If you care about worker’s rights, specifically sex worker’s rights, please repost this letter far and wide.
-Maxine Holloway
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Hello, I’m A. Nice to meet you. I’d offer to shake your hand, but as you can see, my hand is a little messy right now. Oh, don’t be frightened of me. I’m not a danger to you or anything. What’s wrong with liking a little blood and pain?
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Those are the only two pictures I took that turned out somewhat okay, haha. You can’t see much of my face in either one, but trust me, there was a good deal of the stuff on my face. It was glorious. And fun while it lasted.
I think my skin’s gonna be a little bit pink for the rest of the day. Dammit…
I grossly overestimated my ability to operate a camera. Maybe the photos will have to wait until I can get my hands on a friend who can take the pictures for me.
Meanwhile, I look like I’ve either been in a bad fight or tried to eat someone. Either way, I enjoy the way the blood looks on me. I wish I had more than just three dinky little tubes, though. And I wish I had some clothes I don’t care about handy, and a surface I could mess up, because I kind of just want a puddle of fake blood to roll around in.
Jesus, this is fun. I’ll have to wash it off soon so as to avoid scaring the shit out of my parents when they get back, and that’s gonna be a nightmare.
I feel like kind of a psycho, but that’s okay.