Crossroads

Crossroads


Continued from:  Good gurl


So i have to confess, it's been a little tough lately.  Struggling to find my zen and balance my thoughts, feelings and needs.  I think it's partly the time of year, Autumn is coming (or Fall if you prefer), and work is a bit insane, but there are also other changes in the wind.  I feel at a crossroads.



I can feel myself drifting away from some, drawing closer to others.  A transition that happens, but as distance grows between some of the people i hold dear, it brings a sadness to my heart.  I miss the interaction.


I am so immensely grateful for my fellow sisters, one in particular who messages me every day.  It's so lovely to have that friendship, that closeness with a fellow sissy - babe you know who you are and know i am grateful for all the chats we have, the silly ones, the funny ones and the serious ones.  


So here i am, "working" from home, dressed as i should be, pondering what comes next.



Mistress has ended Her blog, a sad, sad day but it's been coming.  I understand the reasons - and yes maybe blogging is a thing of the past - a redundant service no longer required with AI.  Maybe i should consider ending my blog as well, but I’m just not ready.  I can’t lose too many things at once.


So instead let’s look forward.  I have, for the first time in my life, people that know and accept me for my kink that i meet in person.   I have found a small, but valuable community to engage with that accepts me.  Saturday i take my next step on that journey by attending a swingers / BDSM / sex club with Lady Jose.  


Now i have never been to a sex club - well that's not totally true, i have actually been to a sex club, you will recognise the scenery if you have checked out my recent three way collaboration with Lady Jose and Mistress Baton, but that was just for filming during the day when it was closed.



No, this Saturday night i am going properly, with Lady Jose and two others to a sex club.  My outfit is rather….. risky, ok it’s down right slutty.  Don’t tell Mommy, I will get a spanking for wearing this out! 



Hee hee.  Just look how short that dress is!  Even when i just perch on the edge of a seat everyone can see the pearls of my crotchless knickers across my clitty cage.  It’s going to be utterly humiliating.  Maybe i should just kneel the whole night, at the feet of the three divine Ladies I am lucky to be in the presence of.  


“Hmm, trying to catch the attention of a man are we?” Daddy asked me the other night when i showed Him. 


He’s totally right of course, but I am desperately trying not to set ANY expectations for Saturday.  I really, really want to suck cock for the first time, that I cannot deny.  After the change of decoration in my room to reflect more my “goals”, i have dreamed about it more and more.  



But i have learnt that setting expectations is dangerous, it leads to disappointment all to often.  So i go Saturday with an open mind, it’s a chance to be with people that accept me as i want to be, and that’s enough for now.   


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    Getting spanked again in public?  Bonus

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    Humiliated in front of gorgeous, sexy woman and total strangers - Bonus bonus

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    Suck a real Man’s cock - Bonus Boner Bonus.


It’s all cherries on the proverbial cake, embellishments to the main event.  Even if none of the above happens, (I’m pretty confident about the spanking and humiliation but still things change), i still get cake just going with Lady Jose and Her friends.  


It’s the same thinking i am taking into the next exciting event in my life.  I, ladies and gentlemen, am going to The Lone Star Spanking Party this year with Lady Jose.  By all accounts it is the best spanking party out there - run by, amongst others, none other than the utterly gorgeous OG of spanking, Miss Sarah Gregory.  Remember me getting caught stealing my big sister’s panties?  Yup, I will get to meet spanking royalty again soon!



I’m really really excited to go.  It’s a chance to meet so many fellow spanko’s and spankee’s.  To make friends, hopefully get spanked, and generally have fun.  I don’t know if i will be “alice” the whole time, some discretion may be required but overall i think it will be fun.


And herein lays a dilemma for me.  There are two Balls / parties with specific duress themes.  Friday night is all about Emerald city (Wiz of Oz), and Saturday night a gothic masquerade ball.  So i need help with my outfits people!


The first night is an obvious choice right:



Just need some red heels to click together, and maybe a stuffed dog lol, right?  The second night is a slightly tougher call.  A gothic masquerade ball - hmmmm.  At first i tried this out, but it needs a bottom half i think.



Will continue to work on that one - have some options for the bottom half in mind.  Lady Jose has requested my "secretary" outfit from our last session so we can film some content in the hotel room, and i will need a school girl outfit for sure, i am hoping to sign up to the judicial / principal’s office spanking.



Anyone have any other ideas / tips / suggestions?  Let me know in the comments what y’all think.


So for now i look forward to Saturday, and then to Lone Star.  One step at a time.


kisses

alice

xxx

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