Piratepunk

I have been exceptionally busy this week. but I’ve been getting a lot done. I’ll have a new website soon!

Until then, here’s a fun picture by James Courtney.

A fetish life

When I first arrived in San Francisco I had about a dozen men who were more than happy to show me around the fetish scene. They seemed like nice enough guys, and I didn’t really know where else to go, so I took the help that was offered. I think they were expecting me to be more innocent or wide-eyed or willing to fuck them. I wasn’t any of the above, so most of them disappeared into the shadows. I also expressed my interested in playing with female switches, and never really made much connection. There seemed to be a lot of talk and show, but private playtime was something totally different. I have some horrible stories. There is one woman in particular that was wonderful, but she moved away to go to school and I lost track of her. I ended up playing with a lot of guys, because they were everywhere and I didn’t think I cared that much about the gender of my partners. It took about two years for that to go downhill. It was a male dom that claimed to be a professional that pretty much ruined the scene for me. He was controlling in ways that were unsafe and unreasonable, thought he had some sort of claim to me and all my time, and didn’t really respect my boundaries. One night I actually thought he might kill me. He broke up with me after I didn’t give him enough attention at a party. I didn’t really care what he thought at that point.

I spent years being confused and unhappy about this whole situation. I left the scene for several years and tried to figure out what went wrong. Eventually I figured out that I wasn’t submissive at all, and I just got that position because that seemed like the right thing to do at the time. I also decided that I was considerably more interested in women than in men. When I returned to the scene it was as a dominant queer woman. I’m still not very involved with the local scene. I ran a munch for a while, and I might help run it again. I never bothered to get a membership at the local bdsm club because I just don’t have much interest in playing in public. A spanking or a foot worship scene here or there is ok, but I’m not going to display my personal relationships. You’ve never seen my long term partners in any of my porn or videos, and you probably won’t ever.

I am so much happier now playing in private with select clients and partners or performing on video in safe and well organized scenes. I am an exhibitionist, but I have no ambitions to be a celebrity. My value is not measured in how many people know my name or how many pictures of me are floating around the internet. I am a rare and precious jewel. When you play with me you will know that you have been specially selected to enter a very exclusive club.

All Legs

 

I grew up out in the country, as many of you know, and it was pretty boring. When I got old enough to be interested in the world beyond the white picket fence I started riding my bike. I would ride for miles and miles through the country, into the next county to see the cows at a dairy farm and up across the state line into Michigan. Cycling of course build up leg muscles. I had long legs to begin with, and the cycling just made me more leggy. I couldn’t fit into pantyhose, so in high school I started wearing stockings because they fit better. I also loved high heels because I loved how they made my feet look. I was pretty kinky from a young age. I think I knew I was hot, and knew I had great legs. I also went into ballet in high school, so more toned legs and feet there.

I knew I had great legs and I loved feet, stockings, socks and shoes, but I never really connected them with a fetish until I heard about this new foot fetish website. I expressed interest in this website and ended up taking over as webmistress of FootFemme.com. I didn’t expect to be so involved in the foot fetish scene, but I also started going to the foot fetish parties. I don’t think I realized how much of a foot fetish I had until I had this huge audience of worshipers begging to touch my feet.

These days I keep my feet well pedicured and protected from damage. I like wearing sandals and fetish shoes because I know my feet look good. I love seeing foot fetish clients, and if you mention seeing my blog I give a discount on foot worship only private sessions at my dungeon.

Gams

Stockings & Girdles