I’ve been having a fabulous time the past few weeks at some incredible fetish parties from DC to Boston. Last night’s party in Manhattan was a blast and to have two submissives worshipping my boots while the third held my whips was to say the least, highly arousing. I also met up with our latest triad member, down from Boston and one who is thoroughly immersed in the fetish and bdsm culture. Not only did I have a line of slaves begging to serve but afterwards, had an incredibly beautiful woman to return to our hotel.
I’m also still more than mildly amused at the fact that my fun and enjoyment remain unabated. I guess the rumors of my demise were greatly exaggerated. What do you think?