Dinner, Sex and a Party

I spent the better part of today's daylight hours leading couples on erotic journey's through oral skills for him and her, and then through wild sex. The dynamics of interactive teaching are fascinating and most fulfilling for me personally and obviously for the participants as well.

Next we are off to a dinner party. Well more accurately we are going to share a meal with lovely lovely dinner companions, then we are going to relax and let our food settle before we shift into play party mode as that proceeds the dinner portion of the evening. There will be dancing, laughing, friends, hot tubbing, a massage and most certainly some down and dirty sex.

I am very much looking forward to being catered to after my very long day.

Happy July 4th to all my American friends.

Drug Consumption in BDSM

Yesterday was a photo shoot at The Lounge where another model, myself, a rigger and a photographer gathered for just over three hours to snap bondage images together. The young hot model T and myself go way back, making it a real pleasure to be tied up with her for the camera.

We struck some awesome poses and had numerous great laughs over moments between photos. All good clean fun for two girly girls who love bondage and one another. My man arrived a short while into the shoot as he stopped by following his work day. It was helpful to have him there, he acted as a Fluffer and and as a general helper to the models and the rigger.

We got home at a decent enough hour for me to spend a short while on the computer before bed. There is a currently a debate going on-line over drug & alcohol use at public BDSM events. (NOT AT LIBIDO LOUNGE) I of course am anti drug & booze use at said events, both for attendees and for those that over see the play that happens in such facilities.

Can you image playing in a BDSM context in a facility where the monitors in charge of watching over everyone and their scenes are stoned on marijuana? How absurd and how thoughtless. Would you want to take direction from a stoned person? Message me your thoughts would you.

jennifer@libidoevents.com

Here are some of the idiotic statements people have been throwing around...

1. Some may think that pot smoking near a club sets a bad example,* and some people may think is sets a good example of openness and tolerance and acceptance of all people.*
2. Why is caffeine (a potentially dangerous mind altering chemical) readily available at even the strictest no tolerance fetish nights but someone who leaves the event to indulge in their substance of choice is demonized?
3. There is nothing unethical about smoking marijuana or playing while under the influence.
4. I know myself and my drug limits really well, because I'm working with them constantly. I know how to monitor my chemical state and know when I'm capable of play and DM'ing.
5. I agree with XXXX that DM's should not use alcohol or pot before their shifts, but I think afterwards is fine in small doses.

It really is laughable and disturbing at the same time that some people think that playing while high is acceptable. I could keep cut and pasting dumb statements from others, but I've not the time for this.

What I am interested in is this.

Do you think that monitors at BDSM clubs who are using drugs should be permitted to oversee the safety of others?

Would you feel comfortable and safe walking into a BDSM facility and seeing others smoking up out front, or in their cars and then entering the building and smelling the ripe smell of marijuana on others?

Apparently my stance on this is too harsh for some, which is fine by me, as The Lounge runs on the premise of NO DRUG USE EVER, by anyone.

In our year of our operation we've had one event with alcohol and it was new years eve. If you wanted to drink you could, however only four drinks, served by us, and you were given drink tickets. We knew who each person who drank was, what they drank and the potency as their were NO mixed drinks. We also served a huge amount of food and each person upon entering that night had to relinquish their vehicle keys. So, to reiterate, 0.005% of our events in 12 months of operation have had a measurable and track-able alcohol consumption.

Thanks for playing along and I do want and value your feedback.


jennifer@libidoevents.com

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FOR THOSE IN THE KNOW - YOU'LL APPRECIATE THIS....

Madge, is kinda stinky! Hmm, I think I recognize her scent as being someone with a different name.

Dominant Woman

So we went to a dungeon party this evening. Arriving right as it opened and leaving relatively early too. In-between we hung out with friends, met some new people, were groped a fair bit, groped others back, kissed some pretty girls, had some cuddles and I beat on the boy with a vengeance.

The warm wishes and congratulations from so many we know regarding our engagement was truly nice to receive. It feels fantastic to be in love with some one who everyone I know likes and adores too.

It was a great night out doing something kinky in someone elses domain with no responsibilities of our own. Twas good indeed.


The boy has got some pretty bruising and sensitive nipples and despite what he thought during our scene, I did not really remove his testicles. He'll heal up in a few days, then likely take it out on me some time soon, if I'm lucky.

It's just about one in the morning and it's time for bed. Tomorrow has thrown us a strange bit of fortune and we plan on running with it.

busy bee

There is a new little hide-away store that I've found for panties and stockings that is local to me and so I headed there early this morning with high hopes. Though not too hidden as while there I happened to run into a cross-dresser friend happily shopping as well. I walked away with four distinctive stunning pairs of undergarments and a new pair of hose. Having thrown away about eight pairs of panties recently I can rationalize this purchase thoroughly, you see? (plus RC told me to go)

Made the drive to a beautiful wedding in Langley at four pm between friends of mine. The sun was shining as were the hundred and twenty odd guests. Kara who was my bottom for so long as many of you remember, was there as well with her new hubby. Had the chance to see so many pals and old acquaintances, even snapping some candid moment shots on my camera for memories sake. The bride was so well put together, calm and breath taking, that it took an extra moment to notice the ever handsome groom standing proudly next to her staring into the eyes of his love.

Drove to the hospital and picked up my guy from his long work day and we returned home for a quick dinner together. Dressing in our shiny-best pleather and pvc outfits with accoutrement to compliment and off we headed for the infamous Sin City. Not the best club night there, for us this month. Music rocked as always. People and the vibe not so much. This was most rare. (plus with the disaster of the dungeon it's ridiculously difficult to play there now) So, rather than complain, we came home and made our own fun. But not before I had the most outrageous conversation with the new pres. of a local group that is aspiring to be. Incredible to learn that they have enough options for new new venues that he was not in need of any further assistance getting a facility for his group.

Electrical Sex

If truth be told I finally gathered the strength and motivation to get myself out of bed at the ghastly hour of 3pm. Don't get me wrong, I did awake a few times over the day thus far. I woke once to pee, another to answer the phone and once more to check the computer briefly, before heading right back to the world of deep slumber. When RC moved in, with him came a new pillow top bed, sleeping on it is dreamy. Oh how my body and mind need sleep, and again today, the house to myself.

Last night was Rascals and we made it there shortly after they opened. Apparently my ensemble garnished me such compliments as classy and sophisticated. Me thinks this has to do more with the shoes, purse and panties matching in brilliant purple, and allowing one to be noticed rather than melting into the depths of darkness.

Our community has a love affair with black, it is the color that the doom and gloom crowd wear as there staple. I like black, but enough already, I can play and be Dominant or play and bottom and wear pink, yellow, purple, or polka dots, it does not change one bit how I play.

From the moment we walked in to the place, we were swamped in people saying hi, grabbing hugs, giving kisses, making offers of play, it was as always simply overwhelming just making it through the doorway and into the main area through all the people. We had not even put down our bags.

We talked briefly with a few people then I saw an opening. We hit the dungeon floor fast. There was a long low bondage table available that looked just about right for what I had in mind for RC.

Once he was naked sitting up on the table, and I had his cock taped with leads to the tens unit, I started to get excited. He, not so much. He was looking nervous. Time went by fast as it tends to when one is having fun. It didn't take long in the scene for me to feel RC losing control. It was intense physical sensations for him, and in public.

With the tens unit of his perineum and cock, there was still a great amount of sensitive flesh covering his lower abdomen or love trail as some call it. I took that skin and clamped in down with clothes pegs, in two solid rows of eight. Then I closed six more pegs around the head of his cock [the corona] and finally we were ready to start some action.

There is a lot of energy in a 9 volt battery. RC's boy bits found this out fast. I of course quite enjoyed holding the controls to this little box of fun.

I flogged and strapped his back some, but it wasn't cutting it for me. What was missing was his face, I needed the connection with him, to see his journey. Coming back round to face him, I found myself staring in the eyes of someone who was trying hard to retain his composure yet who was losing control of himself fast.

Within minutes of adjusting the dials to pulses not before reached, and my boy was levitated off the table. He went over the top, losing himself to the scene and the moment. Before I even saw what has happening his hands had flown between his legs and he was ripping the leads off of his cock and throwing them to floor.

Triumphant in his feat, the electrical torture ended and what followed was exactly what was needed. (well after I removed all the clothes pegs from him) We packed up our gear, went and caught our breath, then left and drove straight home to bed with one another and a good loving cuddle.

relaxing

A day at home. T is at her dads for the weekend, and RC is at work for the day. A whole day on my own. Aside from packing a toy bag for later tonight and prepping myself for our evening out, I have nothing special on the calendar to complete.

It could be said that I have already celebrated today as being Saturday, by taking a luxurious 2-hour long nap. Then laid out in bed, I pondered greatly the items necessary to pack into my toy bag to give RC a new experience and to perhaps play with some hottie, should someone strike my or our fancy at Rascals later tonight.

I'm off to make us some dinner so we can eat as soon as the guy walks in the door from work. A quick shower and change for him and then straight to the party, since I am already done readying myself. We plan on making an early evening of it, coming home before midnight seeing as someone has to work again at 7 a.m.

I love my guy and my life.

Sin City photos

A photo snapped early on, during our night out. Notice my pasties.A photo I took at nights end of RC, notice my pasties!

PNE 2007 & an evening out

This morning I was awake and out of the house long before normal for a Saturday. It was opening day of The Fair making it FREE entrance and of course, my daughter was itching to go. Off we went leaving a slumbering RC at home as he had just returned from a long shift at the hospital.

The whole day was madness, not that we expected anything else. It was a celebration for sure and a day of continuous activities. That the sun held out was such a blessing. We took in the Dog Show a yearly tradition for us and one that T looks forward to all year long. The place was packed solid, I mean every seat in the house, people blocking the egress of the fire exits / stairs even, just to see the show.

Of course we ran into many many people, never stopping long to speak with any one in particular though as this day was just about us. Mother and daughter.

Hopefully one night in the next week RC and I can get to PNE together and do a walk-through as T is leaving tomorrow for the rest of the summer.

After much over priced greasy food & sugar based drinks ... walking endlessly in a sea of people and being barraged by retailers trying to sell us an item or promote an idea, I was done in. T could have stayed longer savoring the experience, but five and a half hours was good enough for me.

We headed home through thick traffic while I plotted the evening ahead. I was given an invitation to a new swingers club in Surrey, plus the monthly night of Rascals as a choice. Friends birthday celebration or even a much needed go-to-bed early type of evening could have been arranged.

As exciting as a new facility sounds or even a birthday party, after a long day, I just wanted a short drive to the local public dungeon for some play-time. Rascals it is.

And now, we're off.

Sex & HTML

Some days are just a whirlwind of activity. Today of course was one of those afternoons and thankfully for just a few short hours as I was in no head-space to handle anymore than I did.

Slept till the afternoon as it's difficult to leave the bed when it's filled with my guy whose all warm and cuddly. Then rolled out of bed, and headed straight to the computer to update the website with some Fall Party dates and a number of interactive workshops set to happen at a new club out in Surrey.

After getting the HTML completed on the site and published, it was time to head out to dinner. We went for a incredible meal of sushi at this Top Notch Sushi restaurant in Vancouver - RC's friends treated us to this wonderful feast as celebration to something I just-can't-mention, yet.

It was a fast drive home with me behind the wheel as we had to be showered and out to the door again shortly. Arrived inside, stripped out of my dinner dress and pumps, sliding straight into the tub. A perfect shave job, a good soak and dressed I was again in just 30 minutes.

Wearing nothing more than a very complimentary little kinky clothes outfit myself, we strolled in the door of Club Eden just in time for a night of partying. After some socializing and a drink, we made our way to the dungeon. I mummified RC and then pulled out a knife and started slashing the plastic covering him, in strategic places. People gasped as though they were worried for his personal safety. Flogging him later on, and doing some light sensation play to him, somehow gathered us even more of a crowd of on-lookers.

After asking them to move out of swing-range they politely moved back, though still watching in awe as I did various sexy mean things to the boy. Near the end of our scene there was one particular couple sitting watching us, that earlier RC had said he'd found the woman to be attractive.

I struck up a smooth chit chat with them as we were alone in the dungeon now, and within minutes the four of us were upstairs in a Private room negotiating our way through what was to be a fantastic play experience for all.

my Saturday

Every now again, a Saturday happens that is just a blast.

Yesterday was spent lounging around the house after I finally rolled out of bed and RC's arms late morning, or rather, right before noon. There is nothing better than a rainy day on the sofa, naked in a quiet house.

A few days past we had agreed that today from 5:00 pm till bedtime RC was all MINE, to do with as a I wished! He baked delicious chocolate chip cookies, rubbed my feet with lotion, devoured my pussy and then made dinner for us. He spoiled me rotten for a few hours at home as was needed.

Earlier in the week we'd been out together and I'd spotted a shiny black & silver waist cincher with matching panties that screamed for my attention. After a long-hot soak in the tub, and some girl time in-front of a mirror, I donned the new outfit and TADA, we were ready to head out to the party.

I'd been planning some play with my guy for a few days now, but of course he knew nothing about my intentions. Arriving at Rascals it was nice to have quieter evening on the dungeon floor, as it gave me more options of equipment to choose from for our impending scene.

Sitting about for awhile we were able to talk with but a few of the peeps who were around us. Deej was having a blast, Gloria was stunning, Sandy and Sandi were both there, Scarlet had on the teeniest skirt, it was Zorkluns birthday, Deeva was bold, Frank handsome, Keith was there, Gypsy was all smiles....oh my...too many people to even catch up with on an evening when my plan was to play.

Out on the dungeon floor, I choose for our time together a long bondage table. After having RC remove his clothes for me, I spent a moment examining his body and admiring the locked cage covering his jewels. He "assumed the position" for me and with him on all fours, I started to make my way through the implements toys that I'd packed in my toy trunk for this evenings festivities.

Slap, Slap.

Twist, Twist, Bite, Bite.

Bite, Pinch.

Whack, Whack.

Bite, Pinch, Slap, Twist, Whack.

Oh yeah......I love being mean to him. The impact part of our play that is, not emotionally, just physically.

What fun I had beating up the boy, then right at the end...when it looked as though he could take no more. He finally laid still on the table, submitting to my actions and the resulting sensations as they washed over him. Eyes round as saucers, gasping breath, chest heaving, and a great big huge ejaculatory orgasms shot right out of him.

What a gift to receive, for all my efforts.

Endorphins

Adoration

Ejaculation

Playing with RC is very rewarding.

surprise twist

The party last night was a hoot, much fun ensued. The main play room had five couples engaged, though the room was by no means full, so there was still plenty of room for others to watch or play themselves. We had sex together for nearly an hour .... hedonistic pleasure for us. Sharing our orgasms with a couple of people for whom we were never formally introduced made our night out extra special.

Of course we found our way to the hot tub - naked, lasting in there for quite some time. RC with Scotch and a Cuban cigar, me with women flirting me up at every chance. The heated water was a sexy contrast to the nippy June evening rain.

A whirlwind of woman tumbled towards me, suddenly. Grabbing my shoulder she propelled me round in the water and pointed at the window. Look there! she exclaimed, at her. She wants you to watch her Jennifer, she tells me fervently. From my naked, seated position in the hot tub I sat back comfortably, looking through the glass, watching this unknown woman. She had my attention. The stare deep into my eyes, intently and deliberately, I found her bold and decided to watch on and see what other charms she had to offer me.

Now the whirlwind of woman, she was saying things like "my friend heard you speak, she heard your voice and just thought you and your voice, you were so sexy" and "she really wants to meet you Jennifer, she is there dancing for you." "Watch, watch!"

As I looked through the blinds from the patio, into the dance floor, I make eye-contact with the brazen one for a long few minutes. She slows her stripper like dance right down to a whisper of hip rocking motion and I've made up my mind.

Out loud I say to RC "that woman wants me". RC breathless from hot tubing, watching me interact with women all night long and of course, this hot little number prancing before us can only nod and smile.

Her dance ends and about twenty seconds later the brazen one departs the dance floor. I know she is making her way to me, on the deck.

Do you want to play? I say to her in my power voice as I step naked out of the hot tub.

Play? she says whimsically as she eyes my dripping wet body.

Yes play. I want to have sex with you, how about strap-on sex?

YEAH. Like right now? Her eyes were twinkling, and her virgin white lingerie was the only thing between us.

"Yes Now. Right here. On the deck." "You bent over the chair here" I say as I throw a towel over the chair before me and start lubing up my own cock.

Excitedly she smiles and says Yay!

Then I hear a voice. The sound of an a disgruntled man. The other half. "What's in it for me?" He said it to her, not me and I knew then that she and I would not be playing.

I don't do drama.

Lesson: If you and your partner visit a swingers or sex club ever in your lives, decided and agree upon your rules as a couple and individually BEFORE you go out to play with others.

pallet wrap bondage

This evening has me heading to the BDSM communities local monthly hang-out, Rascal's.

There is a certain pretty lady, who sent me an email requesting to bottom to me in play tonight. Her submissiveness towards me is strong, leaving me to feel powerful.


Little does RC or this "other woman" know, but I have plans to bind them as one during a scene later on. Beat on them, rough them up some, then have fast no nonsense sex with each of them once they are immobilized together naked, chest to chest.

Pallet wrap is quick, pretty, shiny and strong!

It's so much fun having the upper hand. The two of them have met in passing once before, tonight they shall get better acquainted. ha ha

walk on the wild side

Tonight is work for me. Happily it's a Sin City night, and RC and I have plans on being there, right after returning his mother back to BC Ferries. It will be an early night for us though as he works tomorrow by day and I'm teaching Sensual Play For Lovers at Club Eden in the afternoon.

Straight to Sin, grab a drink, socialize a little, then time to drag my man down to the dungeon for a thrashing. Me thinks, he needs to be roughed up some by me.

Variety of devious toys to be packed still to torment with and ubber sexy club clothing chosen next to seduce. Go Jennifer!

Ravens Retreat, BC

I've known the owners of this new venue for the past 8 years or more so I wanted to make sure that you all had a chance to meet them as well should you ever be out their way. Good people. In the next day or two you will find both on their website and the Libido Events calendar some upcoming classes that I'll be teaching in their dungeon.

Raven’s Retreat is a private dungeon space and BDSM bed and breakfast
located in Chilliwack, B.C., 90 minutes from Vancouver Canada, and 90
minutes from Bellingham WA.

There is over 1000 square feet of dungeon
space split into two large rooms with several play stations. The house
and dungeon is run by Katt and Wolfe, active members in the kink
community in BC for 15 years.

Raven's Retreat maintains high standards
in cleanliness and safety, and promotes kink education and awareness.
The dungeon space is rent-able by members by the hour/day/weekend for
personal and professional use, and is also used for our house play
parties, educational workshops and seminars, which are open to members
and non-members alike, as well special events and venues.

Raven's Retreat caters to special interests groups as well as mainstream
kinksters, and people with all levels of experience - from newcomers to
the scene to community leaders and educators.

Raven's Retreat strives to be inclusive in all it's undertakings, and welcomes diversity
in the scene, engendering an atmosphere of respect, tolerance, education and support.

See their calendar for upcoming events, and a photo tour of the dungeon space.

BDSM Vancouver

Last night RC and I left for the infamous Sin City for a night of voyeuring, playing and even some dancing. What a evening, it was incredible and together we were dressed to the nines. He in a new thong with a chest harness and Docs and I in black pvc thigh high boots with matching top and my new favorite color deep red, gloves and panties. (just keeping my guy happy)

We visited briefly with a few friends sitting around with a cold drink, then the dungeon opened, and you can just guess where we made a bee line for.

Batman, this cute young boy whom I've played with before was celebrating his birthday and had emailed me asking for a scene. When he found me downstairs he had that longing looking of a person needing some attention. With RCs blessing I proceeded to give the boy some SM lovin! I was in a mood and took it out on his back and shoulders, a short hard scene. Lucky me and he was most ecstatic about our play. Earlier today I even received a most pleasant thank you note from him, regarding our scene and his lovely bruising.

Then it was time for RC. I had him sit up on the spanker with a blindfold on and set about my work. Recently he'd done a negotiation checklist for me and I'd just finished reading the 9th one and about the 25th page of info earlier in the day. I had in mind already ideas for play that I wanted to try on my guy. Nice soft kisses all over his body & my breasts rubbed all over him. Soothing words close to his ear as the noise in Sin City is deafening. Then an assault to his nipples. Right and left. Mercy, no way. I pulled them, pinched them, bit them and finally put clover clamps on them. Then I kissed and licked those tender nipple buds before taking a skewer and poking the shit out of them.

Grabbing the chain between the clamps and tugging, watching his mouth open wide and guttural noises emitting. His cock was raging hard, it was pushing out the top of his thong. Nipples searing with heat, pain and he'd lean forward into me so I couldn't hurt him any more. I wanted to hurt him more. With my hand in his chest, I pushed him back at least half dozen times for more. Once and only once did I ask "Do you like what I'm doing to you?" The enthusiastic smile, hard on and continuous streams of OH YES, assured me that I was on the right path.

With nipples tortured, it seemed appropriate that I spend a few minutes between his legs. And so I did. Me and a paddle on one inner thigh, till the droplets of blood were coming to the top of his skin, then I licked with big wet warm strokes that area that had been so made to suffer.

The passionate kisses and hugs at the end led us to the sofa where we cuddled up until the man found his way out of bottom space!

A quick tour around the club again and then to the dance floor to groove to some tunes, damn Isaac rocks. A man that can dance is a keeper in my books and RC has it going on. We had fun dancing together, much like we do in bed. Everything we do is grand.

By the time we got back to his place, we had take-out Chinese with us and sat eating it in bed together, before the next round of sex. Fuel is so necessary to a good time. After the containers were on the floor, I gave RC a surprise from his fantasy list that he's been eroticizing for many years. (for some things a girl should just get new shoes, this was shoe worthy)

At 4 something we turned out the lights soaking wet after a shower and were fast asleep.

Although we did remember the daylight savings time change we forgot to set the clocks with the right time and as such one of us was 45 minutes late for work, after only 2 measly hours of sleep. This was not me, thankfully. I was a lucky girl and slept till 3 in the afternoon.

Tonight I'm teaching Butt Sex & Anal Pleasures at the Love Nest in Burnaby, then returning to RC's as we have a night in planned together.

broken penis & fucking machines

UPDATE: Deej wrote about broken penis/fucking machine here.

UPDATE 2: Remember this photo of Allena and I in New York at The Museum of Sex, with me doing her, with a fucking machine. FM and I get along great.

Sadly I must inform you that last night at a dungeon party I broke a penis. *again*

My long time pal M makes fucking machines and he's just designed a new one. It's rather cool looking inside it's long wooden case, you'd never guess what devious pleasures were contained within it should you see him carrying it down the street.

Anyways, so M plugs the fucking machine in and it's starts gliding back and forth on it's track making a nice sweet sound that resembles the words "touch me Jennifer". I ask M, "can I touch it?" and upon him saying yes, I extend my hand towards the head of the cock and I broke it. Right there in front of everyone.

Of all the people to break a penis at a party, it would have to be me. I couldn't believe it. Then some one came along with a camera and took a photo of me shamefully standing there in front of the broken fucking machine. I derailed it from it's track and it needed about 40 minutes worth of surgery from M.

I would like to point out that M did not hold it against me and he was able to fix everything, then even sought me out to offer me a hug. I really was kinda sad that I broke the penis in a large room full of people.

Some girls have all the luck.

It was a great party and before I left they asked me to draw for the door prize I had brought.

Highlight of my night was when I arrived to the party, within 10 minutes of being there Deej had graciously volunteered again for some upcoming classes that I hadn't even put out a call for help yet for. I love having friends looking out for me. Thanks Deej.

It should be said that I only planned on stopping by to say hello to everyone and I ended up breaking a penis, doing some fun electrical play, a single tail lesson, gaining a volunteer for 2 upcoming classes and still managed to practice some of my class segments & new devices for the upcoming Taboo show on friends at the party.

Who knew my couple of hours out of the house would end up being so productive.

Here are another couple of photos from my shoot the other day...

back home

My Saturday was rather eventful, long and made more challenging by the head cold that had overtaken me. A three class on Bottoming to a wonderful group of explorers. A rather outspoken man had caught my attention when I was last in town so I had him as a stunt bottom in class with me. Thank you D for both the new shoes & red leather gloves which I love and also for being in class as my volunteer.

After class ended it was right back to the hotel for an hour of much needed rest for me. Then the next hour was spent changing clothes, freshening up and packing for my evenings class. My hotel room was covered in sex toys, teaching aides, pretty clothes and luggage. What a disaster, too sick though to deal with it.

My ride returned for me and off we went back to the club. Settling in alone upstairs was good for me as I knew the night was going to be long with a class and a party ahead of me.

In a matter of minutes, there were at least 15 women surrounding me eager for class to start. Upstairs in a room with me alone, while ALL of there male partners/husbands were downstairs under orders to not come up giving us privacy.

The men were quite happy to have the women gone this one time in their couples only club. You see, the women were upstairs about to take my Cock Sucking class, while the men were downstairs at the bar watching sports on TV awaiting the women with new oral skills. How lucky can I guy get?

Class went great and by the end of it, my fever was running rather high. In fact, I was boiling and my voice was going funky. While wrapping things up I took of all my clothes, because my body was on fire. Naked and feeling like my body heat was regulating.

What a great party they threw. I met so many couples, many of the women having been to the All Girl Party the night before. The hours just slipped on by as I was enjoying being an instigator of naughty trouble. Finding a can of whipped cream left over from the night before in the fridge I found myself wandering around to women asking them to remove AND give me there tops as well as to allow me to both apply and lick of the whipped cream from there nipples. No one denied me and much fun was had as I wandered about.

An event to just play at, with no responsibilities, just what I was in need of. Meeting new friends and flirting with everyone that struck my fancy.

Andrew bless his heart took sympathy on me at some point in the evening. Seeing as I was STILL naked and sick it didn't take much to convince me to lay flat for him on a bed as he took control of my physical body. With hands so soft and gentle he worked my entire body for a long time. I drifted in and out of consciousness between coughing, blowing my nose and feeling my limbs being stretched and pulled in such ways that I was becoming peaceful in my body. What an amazing gift to be given.

Back to the hotel and bed by 2:00 in the morning. Very sick at this point. Sleep came quick. I felt pretty good about making it straight to the recycle bin in the dark at 4:30 am as I awoke to my stomach heaving and vomit. My fever was breaking finally.

9:00 am was my wake up call and I certainly needed it this morning. At 10:00 promptly was a knock at the door. A beautiful couple arriving for a 4 hour coaching session with me. We covered much ground discussing subject matter that will come out months down the road in another post, without any identifying factors. Suffice to say, our time together was well spent and we connected well in terms of getting to a good level of intimacy for disclosures.

By 2:35 in the afternoon I was sitting in the Calgary airport lounge at WestJet awaiting my boarding call and half an hour later I boarded my plane. Tears rolling down my cheeks as we went up in the air, the pressure in my sinuses and head to much too handle. Fell asleep and awoke in time to catch the beautiful view of the lowermainland and city covered in snow, as we were coming in to Vancouver.

I'm home now, exhausted and congested. My life is amazing & incredible and even when I'm sick I feel blessed.

sniffles in Calgary

Can hardly believe that I still have to finish packing for my trip to Calgary in the morning and I have to consider weight restrictions on my airline for personal luggage. Another of the challenges I face packing up all my gear to go on the road. :)

My nose it stuffed, sinus pain, a small cough along with a low grade fever, I have a bug. Let's hope it stays right at this point and does not progress in to a full cold.

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It's hours later now and I'm here in Calgary after a smooth an uneventful flight on WestJet. Though I did miss my 9:00 AM flight ending up on the 10:00 luckily.

Checked into my hotel room already, same hotel as last visit, I'm comfortable here and it's nice. A view of the club from my window I'll be spending the next two days at, nice. It's really cold here, thankfully I bought a new coat this past week, actually with this trip in mind.

In a couple of hours, I'll be co hosting an All Girl Play Party for a Private Members Only Alternative Club here. I brought with me 63 pounds worth of fun, I put some serious planning into making tonight a huge hit for these woman. More later on how it all turns out. Need to get rest now, before they come to pick me up and whisk me away to set up & ready for the evening's party.

The cold by the way is starting to settle nicely into my chest as a full on crappy cold.

busy woman

With my suitcase packed I headed out Friday, driving to Bellingham to see Jim for the afternoon. We had a fabulous dinner of Greek. Back in my car I settled in comfortably for the dark evening drive along the I5 to my next destination.

Arriving into Seattle with no traffic delays and perfect road conditions, I was pretty happy with good road tunes the whole way. Parked my car right out front of the building, grabbed my suitcase and let myself in the lobby door. Walking down the hall rounding the corner I walked into Bella's apartment for a really nice talk together and a night of catch up. Allena went to work for an hour and I laid back having a bath in water that was not turbid.

Cuddled up in bed we drifted with heads on pillows, sleeping like lovers do who are at ease with one another. Loving her is magical. At 10:30 in the morning I awoke finally alone. Walking out of the bedroom there was my girl ruffled from sleep still and coming to me for a hug & kiss. Adorable, the look of her. We spent the morning in.

Two classes Saturday afternoon for me over at The Wet Spot. Cock Sucking had a great group of 16 both men and women & Forbidden Fantasies had 8. Wonderful classes with really awesome attendees, a few of which who were there for my full weekends worth of classes. Because Sunday I taught and Intensive. A four class on Women's Dominance, it was most definitely intensive for both myself and all the women. Take Charge! A Women's Class in Dominance.

Saturday night had a fabulous quiet dinner of lamb shanks, garlic mashed potatoes & broccoli and cheese. More down time with Allena how awesome. Then just before 10:00 we walked in the door of the evening pan party at The Spot.

Music to play to and a club full of people to say hello to. I don't get the chance to ever spend as much time with all my American friends as I'd like. I do love that they show up in classes , others drop by to give me gifts of love or hugs while we steal 5-10 minutes talking. It's all amazing, my life that is, as a sex-activist.

While Allena did a few of her Executive Director duties and also caught up with some of her own friends I made certain to catch a few moments with as many people as I could knowing that I'd never make it to all.

Then it was time, I ordered Allena to the cross on one side of the dungeon floor, she of course trying hard not to run to fast with a huge smile on her face. No need to tell the woman to get naked, she was already removing all her clothes. Lucky me that she can read my mind. I brought 9 canes, a spreader bar and my own physical abilities.

I punched, kneed, slapped, bit, stroked, kissed, fondled and generally inflicted both very sensuous and moderately mean blows to her vibrating beautiful body. In between we wrestled then I bit her toes, finally it was time to tickle her. The laughter was contagious, not just between us, but I heard others watching chuckling at her/us.

Front and back of her body, I had her switch a number of times. Her eyes light up when high on endorphins and giddiness ensues. Caned her hard and harder, much to my delight. Then I turned on the Hitatchi Magic Wand & Allena's clit all at once. We of course at this time were sitting face to face legs wrapped together and all was feeling right in the world.

Later on we sat around with people talking some more, then made our exit to return home. Sunday morning was home with Bella all morning till the 1:00 pm Take Charge! Intensive at The Spot and it went really well. Over at 5:00 pm and I was back in my car and on the road for home at 5:15.

But wait, it's pitch black in Seattle and snowing. Good god no, I'm not all that thrilled but hey, I had to return for my daughter. Driving was slow out of Seattle, city drivers and all plus returning motorists from ThanksGiving long weekend. Once on the I5 it was slow but steady, then suddenly 100km into the dreary return home, traffic starts go slower. Next thing I know all cars are going under 10 and it's barely a crawl.

Big trucks are parking on the side of the highway, throwing up flares with unmoving wheels. It's bad. Then we stop. And we stay that way for over 4, yes you read right, four hours. Then we crawled along at a snails pace of under 10 again inbetween periods of up to 20 minutes of not moving and needing to turn vehicles off. Thousands of us stuck on the I5, side exits closed, nowhere to go.

Here's the note I zipped off to Allena and Jim when I returned home finally at 2:05 in the morning

I'm home just now. And it's 2:02 a.m. and I left the Spot at 5:15 p.m. exactly. Stranded on the I5 for over 4 hours, then off the road, twice, Peace Arch closed due to snow, Truck crossing no power and a nightmare. I'm going to bed finally. Of course, I missed the pick up for D and she's now stuck on the north shore. Snow here is really bad, our apartment building has no heat and I'm hanging in there.

And NO, I do not want to talk about this evening's escapades, recounting it once, was enough.

love

Jennifer

As you can imagine, once my head hit my pillow and I awoke with some sound sleep in me I was certainly feeling more chipper about the whole situation.

Other than the fact that it took me almost 9 hours to drive from Seattle to Burnaby, my weekend was awesome, and even relaxing.

There's a lengthy list of people wanting, needing or deserving some time with me these days, but unfortunately I have no time to give anyone other than my daughter.

With dealing with the city and the new facility issues, my time is not my own. I'm owned right now by the paperwork in front of me to bring my dream to reality.

Must also catch up on my Board commitments for LLC as there's much going on with us as we go full steam ahead on long term goals. It takes a fair chunk of energy to work with nine different people in varying places across the US and now Canada, with me.

If you've phoned and I've not called back, please excuse me. I'm swamped. Thursday I teach at Little Sisters, my hottest class for anyone regardless of gender or orientation. This Friday I leave for Calgary and return late Sunday. Crazy times.

Tonight I'm taking my daughter sledding, a photo tomorrow.

the switch in me

It had been booked for weeks. I'd been hired to present my Erotic Wax & Ice Play class at Dragon Flys Den out in Delta Friday night, prior to their evening play party and off I went to do what I love so much. Meet new people and welcome them to sex-positive culture and education.

Arrived early, setting up the room for the interactive class and at the same time chatted with some old friends and talked with the reporter who was there to write an article about both the facility and my presentation. Go me!

Class went really great and everyone had the chance to try something new, be it a technique or a skill. Afterwards a very sweet service oriented man cleaned up all my gear for me, what a treat to watch while a second man aided him. Men cleaning up after me makes me happy. :)

Saturday was a day spent with my daughter at home. Suitcases, three of them were only half unpacked and in my room remaining from recent trips along with a mess of laundry all needed tended to finally. A stock pot full of home made chili from scratch and a trip to the grocery store to replenish the pantry shelves all made me feel like I had accomplished much.

Later on in the evening Saturday all sexed-up dressed-up I put myself in my car and arrived promptly at a clubs opening of 8:00pm.

Rascals Club is where I spent the next five hours partying & playing. Know that events/parties I consider work for myself, though all I may do is play.

Did I ever have a wonderful night. First off, I ran smack dab into a man that I'd just met the night before at Dragons Fly Den and we were able to finally get past the subtle flirt of the night before and move ourselves fairly quickly onto knowing one another fast.

Within five minutes of talking together we were on the dungeon stage and I was naked sans for a small pair of panties and there I laid on my stomach while this Top worked over my back side for a good half an hour.

Sensual bliss, he's a masseur and I was in need of his skills. Of course I couldn't stay quiet and just enjoy the massage, I needed to talk to him and try to figure something out about him more than I already knew.

Learned much and my back felt much better by the time he was done with me. Damn if we didn't kiss. We kissed pretty good with some passion thrown in there even at the end.

He was a Top and there was no way that I could be one if I wanted to know him. So, the bottom in me comes out and that's exactly what he was looking at me as. As a bottom.

Nope, I did not have a collar on, and had no intention of putting it on for him, however the possibility may exist that in future this man could prove to be someone that I may even bottom to. Shocking, just shocking as I'm not often attracted to new Tops.

A phone call to check on my daughter and with everything fine at home I walked towards my victim.

I saw him when he arrived and I'd seen him numerous times at other kinky events throughout the city though we'd never exchanged more than a quick hello in passing. Tonight's was different and I believe he knew that when he first arrived and I made eye contact with him.

He was young at 24, soft dark long curls hanging around his face, handsome from birth (you can tell) and wearing a collar. Asked him a couple of questions about who he was there with and what he was looking for. Listened to his answers then asked him if he wanted to play.

Yes, Yes. Off we went to the dungeon floor. While I laid out my toy choices from my bag infront of him I had him remove his clothes. Excellent eye candy as he blushed in his boxers, now that is HOT.

Spreader bar between his legs holding them open, I knew I would be wanting the easy access shortly. Hinged handcuffs keeping his hands in a prayer at his belly level, as he was seated on the steps of a piece of equipment.

I took the boy for a ride and brought him back again. Holy smokes. Sure I had plans on Topping, my hands itching to express my hunger & Dominance but I never know when venturing out to a public party alone if I'll be able to find who or what I am looking for.

I Topped and fed my beast with the flesh of someone new. I thought about bottoming and had a massage that left me feeling pampered. My weekend was excellent.