Sunday, February 26, 2006

Sometimes I wonder whose dick I sucked in a previous life to be as lucky as I am.

Jake

Wednesday, February 22, 2006

So, awhile ago I got off a 3-way call between Batina, Sally Jane, and me (Jake Bullet). And it was a delightful conversation in a number of ways. There was playfulness, some teasing, new concepts explored, etc. Wonderful, right? Yes, but the fact remains that I'm a little scared now. And its a good kind of fear, not the "something truly bad is likely to happen" kind, but still, I'm feeling a touch out of it. Why? Well....

This Thursday, after briefly appearing at the munch, Sally Jane, Batina and I were going to take an acquaintance back to Batina's loft so that she could experiment with being a Top. I was going to be the bottom for the evening and it sounded like alot of fun. I always enjoy letting people see things for the first time on me or being a demo subject. Its just plain ole fun to help others expand there perversions. But, due to scheduling concerns, and other such things, that event will have to be delayed for the time being. However, later in the conversation, we turned to an interesting, if not scary, idea.

I've mentioned to Sally Jane and Batina something that I normally don't share with alot of other perverts. I really want to be a number of things in my life, and what I really want to be (in the SM world) is someone's "house pet" for lack of a better term. I want to be someone’s and to be "owned" for lack of a better word. And we three were discussing this "house pet" notion and Batina (I believe) asked when my spring vacation was. And for various and sundry, that date wasn't going to work. So a weekend was suggested. And tentatively agreed by all to be an intriguing idea. But for what you're asking.

For me to be the "house pet" of Batina and Sally Jane for a weekend at Batina's loft.

Hot? Yes. Exciting? Yes. Deeply frightening on a variety of levels? Yeah, um alot actually.

And there alot of unanswered questions to be worked out. But I think we all have a relatively good hand on what generally will be happening. Starting at the munch Thursday and running through sometime on Sunday, I would be kept by Sally Jane and Batina. I'd perform service and likely do some SM scenes. I'd be expected to conform to certain rules and to perform certain duties. And basically be somewhere between there boy and there pet. Cool, huh?

See, if I were at all normal, I would have spent the night dreaming about what a fun weekend this will likely be. And I have been doing that to an extent. But more than that, I've been worrying about "doing the weekend" in a way that impresses and pleases Batina and Sally Jane. I've never done a scene that lasted more than about 3-4 hours. And that scene was with Sally Jane and Batina. I've never been in a 'real world, right now, this is serious' situation where I was expected to submit to any substantial degree for more than an evening or so. And so, the possibility of something starting early evening on Thursday and going to afternoon/evening/night Sunday is scary. We're talking easily 72 hours. I want to do it right, I want to be useful and impressive and helpful and alot of other things. I know that between the 3 of us there will alot of chit chatting about what this weekend would look like and when/if it will happen. And more negotiations and exploring one another and etc, which is all well and good. I just wish I could easily convince myself that I'll do fine. But, I suppose later today and Thursday, I'll get more of a chance to discuss this with Batina and Sally Jane. I'm scared, but really jazzed about this latest prospect.

Alright well, its time to go work briefly on a little assignment, and then get a little sleep. I have a secret project to work on tomorrow. Oh yeah, and I need a brownie recipe....I get to bake on Friday.

Jake Bullet

Monday, February 20, 2006

Techno

I've been listening to techno for 2 straight hours. And not good techno, no no no. I'm listening to the stuff that the dirtiest Euro-trash listen to at 2 in the morning after there 5th Guinness of the night. Dirty trashy techno. And I kind of like it. Why? Eh, who knows. My music moods are pretty bizarre to be frank. Irish one day, pop the next, then rap, then Indian pop, then crazy cello music, then god only knows what. Ugh.

Alright, back to slightly more productive things.

Jake

Edited at 1:48am: I really want to smoke right now. It'll have been a week without in about 4 hours. And no, I'm not going to have one. But right now, I have no gum to chew (regular gum), I can't smoke, I really want to go outside, shiver and inhale tar. I'm not going to. I literally haven't so much as touched a ciggerette in nearly a week, but still. I want one. Grrrrrr. Stupid ciggerettes and stupid incentives for not smoking. Grrrrrr

Sunday, February 19, 2006

Another fabulous munch, preceded by dinner and the area discussion group. There was a nice caning demo (and no I was not the "stunt butt" for it, thank ) And then I went out to grab a quick bite with Sally Jane and Batina and some others from the discussion group. Then onto the munch. Sally Jane, Batina, and I ended up being the last people in the bar, which was nice because we all got to spend some time together. And I got to play "waitress" for everyone for a little while, fetching drinks, trying to be helpful and trying to be cute.

And I was a bit of a smartmouth (which, as usual ended with me getting hurty things put on my tongue), but mostly sort of behaved.

One thing I noticed. I can do certain things and people generally respond positively, playing off the semi cute submissive boy attitude that I'm generally rockin. And I had my arms crossed on a high table, looking up at the other people like Sally Jane and Batina, and I was sort of hiding behind my arms, blushing and squirming and all that good jazz. And I think I was generally being very cute. And for various reasons, I had to get up and someone else grabbed my seat and tried to pull off the look I was giving. And, in my opinion, it didn't work for him. And I don't know first of all if it was just my opinion or if it really wasn't working for him. And maybe it was because I was doing what I was doing because of who was around the table (namely Batina and Sally Jane). And maybe its because I'm not the worlds biggest fan of the gentleman trying to steal "my move". I dunno, it kind of confused me.

Anywho, yeah, so next Thursday, I believe the plan is for Sally Jane, Batina, another submissive who wants to learn to top and me (you know, semi cute submissive boy) to head back to Batinas loft and for the 3 of them to, well, hurt me....alot probably. I'm deeply frightened, and kinda excited.

Okay, sleeping time.

Jake

Friday, February 17, 2006

Thursday-ness

Short entry, ideas will be expanded upon later.

After the munch, Batina, Sally Jane and I all headed back to the Loft, after I was instructed to grab my toybag. Much, much fun was had by all, a few pictures exist of the evenings debauchery, and I got to try a couple of new things which is always fun. I'm happily sore in a variety of new places and very tired. So, me thinks its time for sleep and then I'll fill y'all in on some of the details.

Night

Jake Bullet
http://jakebullet.blogspot.com

PS. Still haven't smoked since around 5:30am Monday morning. That's pretty good.

Tuesday, February 14, 2006

Stupid nicotine

Oh yeah, I forgot.

I quit smoking early Monday morning. I'm firmly committed to succeeding this time.

Ciggerettes are bad for you and they make your hair stink.......or so I'm told.

Bah.

Jake Bullet

VD Day

Rockin' the sixth tier. I'm with Nerdygirl on this one. Stupid VD day. Grrrrr.

In other news....ah, bah! There is no other fabulous news of any sort.

Jake

Monday, February 13, 2006

Saturday

It was supposed to be a short shopping trip with Sally Jane. We were going to get her supplies (minus actual cut-ty things) for making her very own bloodsports kit. We got together around noon. Shopping finally ended at about 8 or 9 at night. After joining Sally Jane's friend Batina at the Dom Depot for a few hours, midway through the day, we went over to Batina's loft. Oh, good times were had by all since I was able to make a fast stop at home a grab my toy bag.

I had several new experiences over at the loft. First, playing without an audience. I know, its crazy!! Just the two of them, working me over, and me, wimpering, squirming and yelping in joy/pain. Second, the wonders of pesto pizza. I love pesto. Third, CBT. I have always been frightened of this sort of play, but still wanted to try it. (My personal kink motto: I'll try almost anything, twice). And it hurt for sure, but I'd totally try it again. One advantage to CBT I never really thought of until I had clothespins on my balls is this, CBT requires cute ladies (and/or gentlemen) to be handling your biscuits while hurting you. Kinda fun. Forth, wax play. I think I enjoy just being soaked in alcohol and lit of fire better, but it was still fun. For the record, squirming about doesn't seem to help because it runs all over your back.

Oh, and not like I didn't know this before, but girls like to hurt boys. And anyone who says "You hit like a girl" obviously has never been spanked with a hairbrush by a girl. Enough said.

But yeah, we're definitely going to have to have a repeat of the night.

And now, me thinks its time to get a little sleep.

Jake Bullet

Tuesday, February 07, 2006

One more day

One more day and I'll be ready to start writing about Sinsations in Leather. Its just that I'm still physically and mentally coming down off the weekend. And trying to go to class, unpack, get my room and life back in order, see family, etc. isn't easy. Especially when one has done enough scenes to just ache everywhere.....its a good ache, but I still hurt.

And I've made a decision about my post scene reports from now on. I've played enough, with enough different people, and doing enough different kinds of play, that I see no reason to do a blow by blow account every time I get my ass beat. For something new, maybe it'll be more in depth. But I'm done writing a miniature novel (i.e. 6 solid pages about my first scene) everytime I play. Don't worry wonderful readers, you'll still get to hear all about it, just not quite as indepth.

And before I do any more writing about scenes, I want to send out thank you notes. The one time I didn't send that thank you(because I was scared and didn't know what to say), I felt kinda shitty and was never quite happy about it until I recently resolved that. So, my pervy friends, tell the people how much you enjoyed bottoming to them or topping them. It makes everybody happy and is just good practice because its nice to say thank you. No more about the weekend till those e-mails and phone calls are done.

Alright well, its getting late and I have stuff to take care of in the morning. So till then...

Jake Bullet

Monday, February 06, 2006

the weekend

Like most other people from this weekend in Chicago I'll be posting more later, but heres a preview.

Cutting scene with Ninja (so cute), Mrs Ninja (the acupuncture needles were great), and Sally Jane (first time cutting for her)

Hot, heavy flogging scene with a hot gay man.

Fire and electro scene with the hairy electirc godfather.

And, demoing for Master Z's (Dallas) rough body play class. Uber fun.

And very nearly demo'ed (is that a word?) the gulliver scene for a piercing class, but time ran short.

And got to see lots of old and new friends, see cool classes etc.

Plus, because the Steelers won (boo Steelers) the Super Bowl, I will be doing a very humiliating public puppy play scene at the club in Chicago. I both love and hate this idea because I think puppy play is hot, but very embarrassing. Oh well, teach me to make bets.

Now, time to go have some more coffee with the guys who run the coffee place in the building with the security job. I'm letting them stay late in exchange for free coffee, very fair trade.

Oh and by the way, I am so played out for atleast a week. I could barely walk this morning and after the punching, oh man. I just feel like I've been through a meat grinder.

Jake

Thursday, February 02, 2006

Door Shibari

One last post. And only because something funny happened at work.

Somehow one of our exterior doors broke and will no longer close far enough for the lock to latch. No problem, grab a little chain and a lock and lock it to the door next to it. Happens every few months. No biggie.

Problem the first, the chains we have access to are too short by several inches. Problem the second, no locks. However, a little searching revealed 2 lengths of 12 foot nylon rope. Not as pretty as hemp, but it'll work in a pinch. Mix me, the doors, the rope, a few larks heads and half hitchs and presto! The doors are relatively secure.

The secret? Cinching with gusto!

Okay, time to chillax (yes, its a real word....its chill and relax mixed together)

Jake Bullet

T minus...

Well, the bags are packed. The toybag is filled with appropriate toys. I've packed way way too many clothes. My car is gassed and ready to fly. So all thats left is to do is get a little sleep tonight and then take off to the convention. I'm quite jazzed indeed.

In other news, that second job I took a little while ago (you know, the one where the D-bags I used to work for dug themselves so deep they needed me) well, thats going well. And I'm making sweet cash there so all is good. Andrew and I are doing good things and having fun.

Last but not least, I will be away from work and from e-mail and everything this weekend. Except my cell phone, but that will only be on to get updates on the Super Bowl. Go Seahawks! And there will be no blogging until Sunday at the earliest.

Oh, and Death Cab For Cutie is my favorite new group of the week. Dawson introduced it to me and now I am getting more and more into it.

Farewell(for a little while)

Jake Bullet