For my birthday this year, I wanted a sexual fantasy. I wanted to be the submissive center of attention for 15 minutes at a sex club. My leather daddy is out of town for Burning Man so I’m didn’t get the VIP treatment he spoiled me with in May. I put too much faith in chance and planned my party poorly. I ended up with two enthusiastic men but I’m no stranger to the devil’s threesome so it was a lackluster event in my greater scheme. It’s my fault really. Shouldn’t have expectations in the first place. Continue reading Vanilla, 3 Scoops
