Guess what I got... Times TWO...
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Posted:Mar 18, 2007 11:39 pm
Last Updated:Mar 27, 2007 2:10 am 71893 Views
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Today has been a special day...
My mother is going to kill me. Perhaps hang me, maybe strangle, certainly bribe me to take back what I have done *giggles*
I left class early today. I had a vague idea in my head of wanting something. What though I did not know. I had this idea of a body piercing. I really was unsure though. So I drove through town trying to remember where such a place was. I almost gave up and then I decided go for it.
Drive east where you used to live. There is a famous tattoo palor there maybe they do piercings. So I drove and I parked.
I walked down the street and itno this establishment. A man with green hair sat behind a door tattooing a man. The sound of the tattoo gun and its humming something new to me as I have no tattoos, nor do I ever plan to get any. There was indeed piercings and a man called Dan with numerous piercings and tattoos came out to talk to me.
I was struck by the somewhat uncomfortable looking piercing he had through the front of his neck. He asked me what he could do for me.
A million thoughts entered my mind but I finally managed to get out. I think I want to get a piercing. Do you happen to do those?
I had to laugh at myself with my proper english accent and this totally infantile formation of a question or expectation.
Still he handed me a chart of piercings. I must admit to scanning slowly the genital piercings parts. Still I might already have known what I wanted. I looked at photos, turns out he does custom and standard piercings.
I was most intrigued by a piercing in the finger that goes under the tendon. I also like the beauty spot / labret ones.
Still I said the tongue how much... we talked for a while about the reasons. I also said the ear. Upper right ear through the cartiledge but vertical. He gave me a $20 discount , I sent him a email offered him and his partner free axx to my pr0n site (he he) Anyway...
I waited a good 20 minutes as the jewelry went through the auto clave sterilization and we talked about piercings.
Then it was time. We did the tongue first. It was quick simple and I had to fill my mouth with slat water to rinse the blood. Apparently i am a bleeder. So I had to keep rinisng
I swallowed the blood
He stood there with the bowl
I looked at him
Then I laughed, I was like "Oh, I drank my blood"
We exchanged one of those looks, like yeah you are weird but its cool.
It took a while the bleeding stopped he cleaned up and I waited. Then we did my ear.
He said normally cartlidge doesn't bleed.
But guess what
I spurted haha. He said, "There is blood on your jeans"
I said its ok it won't be the first or last time. Im not at all squeamish. So a long wait for the blood to stop and then it was done.
I paid my money, took their business card and left really excited to get back to my car. So I could have a good look in the mirror. I drove home at a safe pace, yes I am a cautious driver Go figure.
Now I am home. The tongue is sowllen and a bit sore, but I love it.
My mom will die when she finds out but since I don't go home until Christmas I can get a small stud in then Also the ear is done in such a way you can hardly notice it.
So I am one rather pleased as in the cat got the cream kind of way Rubbery Girl today.
OK Im kind of broke now. Still at least I have something to show for the money spent. I will keep things updated on how things heal up
Anyway Im rather giddy post piercing and excited.
<3 [QUEEN]
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Anal Irrigation is the topic of the day.
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Posted:Mar 18, 2007 11:36 pm
Last Updated:Apr 11, 2007 12:46 am 68223 Views
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Anal Irrigation is the topic of the day.
The ever ingenious QUEEN has created a makeshift stand in her room and hooks from various pieces of plastic hangers and some wire.
Now I am able to lie here with things stuck up my rather roun bottom and type until i feel like I will literally burst at which point. I squeeze tightly. Clamp the hose, remove the tube and hobble to the bathroom to ejaculate the fluids.
What a topic to begin a Monday morning you might be thinking.
Colonic irrigation??
Enema fetish?
Why are you doing these things now...?
Well I could quote that song Nobody's Home"
Or just say yes, nobody is home
It is hardly relaxing to begint he process of filling ones anal cavity with warm fluids and baking soda if you can hear people banging about and know that when you are ready, you might not be able to just dash naked across the hall into the bathroom to releive your self of the fluids.
So while my ass fills lets talk about how common enemas are in porn.
Becuase I am sure a few of you are reading this and thinking QUEEN... why are you telling us this.
There would be no anal scenes without enemas. You can not have a 2.5 hour anal bonanza with 10 inch cocks and massive anal toys if you have not had a enema. On set I believe (not sure of this) the girls use enema bulbs or disposable enema kits. As a Domina I have the need for a gallon bag set and 7 different nossels. One is a special punishment nossel that inflates. This is for painful ones.
What I am doing now is really very pleasent. It feels good and often i will masturbate while my ass is full.
Still back to porn. YOu will often see breaks in gonzo style scenes where the girls go off to the bathroom because all that hard pounding has its effects and we don't want porn bloopers now do we
Anyway so that is what I am doing right now quite comfortably enjoying the peace and quiet before I go to class. Its nice to know I still have a whole hour to enjoy
/me winks
[QUEEN]
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Some answers and maybe questions about my porn site?
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Posted:Mar 18, 2007 2:09 am
Last Updated:Mar 21, 2007 1:04 pm 68302 Views
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Ok so some people here have joined or registered.
There is a difference.
Its a closed private forum.
The content is extreme like me...
It is not just rubber and latex it is ANY fetish.
It is passes, spoofs and more.
We will reach 3000 posts very soon of some of the most quality material on the web.
If you try to join there are only 2 ways to get in. One you contribute. You are a UPLOADER.
YOu post and upload material YOU YOURSELF has uploaded on a regular basis and read the rules
OR...
YOu make a mininum $20 USD why? because I have to pay the hosting bills.
Still donators don't get instant access you can ask to donate i reserve my right to still refuse you.
So hope that clears a bit up.
Questions..
Ask..
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Recommend the best vibrators, sex toys to pleasure me.
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Posted:Mar 18, 2007 2:06 am
Last Updated:Apr 11, 2007 12:46 am 68347 Views
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Because I am horny as all fuck and boared of my vibrators... there must be new fancy fngled cum inducing hot bodily juic extracting toys available...
WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE TOY...
Recommend it to me.
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The End Of The Day
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Posted:Mar 18, 2007 2:03 am
Last Updated:May 8, 2024 10:36 pm 66400 Views
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Sunrise is coming sooner than I ever imagined.
Seems the world forgot to notify me thatit was time to turn the clocks back.
What were they thinking. Certainly not of me.
It was a rare occasion I switched on the television. If it was not for my fussiness towards all things requiring a schedule I might not have noticed.
Still the shows were off ( out of sync) . At first I thought no big suprise, its like the weather forcasters they are often wrong.
Still turns out it was time to change the clocks. I would have been a hour late to class tomorrow. A hour off with each time I woke up to go and piss in the water filled toilet, a hour off everytime I woke and wondered if I should go back to sleep.
One hour...
Is it a huge difference. just how long could I have continued oblivious if I had not classes to attend. I thought about it for a short while.
It could surely have gone on for a while. As when I was not studying I stuck to no schedule in particular beyond this....
The birds sing. I begin to think that soon sunrise will come
The horizon will allow the orbic being to peer above it.
No, I do not look out from the window.
I see the chinks of light as they slowly seep in, invading the darkness that has pervaded my room throught the night.
Then the birds seem to finish their calls and the light becomes to bright. Eventually it is time. I pulll myself under the covers and I adjust myself in just such a way.
I lie first on my left side. A pillow petween my legs.
One cluthced under my arms.
A third across the top of my head.
The duvet pulled over this now anonymous pile.
I lie so, trying to regulate my breathing but then it is time. I stop and I turn to the other side. Readjust my coverings.
This is repeated depending on how many times I turn.
Is that stating what is to obvious.
I did forget to interject that usually I wake soem hours later with a uncomfortable object digging into my back which is usually some sex toy, occasionaly a book, or whatever else was scattered near by.
I wake, yes I see the clock but I do not have the television on.
I shower.
Some nights I watcha TV show but many nights I miss it.
So can we create a algorith that could perhaps accuralty decipher if in the previous circumstances just how long QUEEN could have lapsed from noticing the change in times.
Sure.
I can not be bothered though. I was really stating how irrelevant this is to me.
I am cetain as I began to post I had other comments to make. Still I was distracted.
I want new things. I want a new vibrator a g-spot one I want to work on my squirting talents and damn it I want one of those blackberries.
Am I horny? Probably. Usually am. I grabbed one more facialabuse video, and some other video. I will masturbate. I will orgasm. I will not bother to find a towel to wipe myself.
No. i will use my fingers and my mouth to clean any traces of my juices. Im pale I look like I could do with some vitamins.
See you again on Monday.
The Rubbery Queen
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Well some rubberists know how to please me
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Posted:Mar 17, 2007 12:56 am
Last Updated:Mar 18, 2007 2:04 am 67194 Views
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Yes somebody73 was happy to please and quickly filled my lack of gold membership and turns out he is local to Me.
Perhaps there may be some interesting stories to fill this blog soon.
Still I am horroficly busy. I put ona gas mask and suit today the first time in ages. A chance to relax to enjoy
to wallow in that feeling of rubber,
After I enjoyed myself I came to write and blog to catch up.
So much to organize at the moment...
Miss you all
The Rubber Queen
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My gold membership ended !!
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Posted:Mar 13, 2007 1:07 pm
Last Updated:Mar 17, 2007 5:20 pm 66968 Views
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Yesterday i only just noticed when I got the annoying intemediary screen telling to buy 3 months get a month discount...
I was sure it went till June. Oh well.
Anyone so inclined to show tribute and save me the annoyance of the interfering screenshots.
Send through a gift certificate.
Thanks in advance
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A cold morning
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Posted:Mar 13, 2007 1:06 pm
Last Updated:Mar 17, 2007 5:20 pm 67695 Views
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Yes up and about last dose of the antibiotics
This morning, Wednesday as it stands here in New Zealand is again uncommonly cold. I have slept an ungodly number of hours yet for someone like me that is really not that despairing now is it *wink*
I closed the window in the bathroom to allow it to fill with steam and sat on the edge of the bath. I love how it feels the hot water running the steam billowing. The cold trapped outside.
The radio states that in Fjordlands there has been snow!!! Snow in summer as far down as 700 metres. It is a pleasure I am not quite that far south. Someone asked me the other day, a close friend, where was my address so they could look at it on Google Earth. They could see trees.
How do those trees reflect me. Not at all. Still it is amusing to think of them. Trees covering even the view of a sattelite image of my "lair" It has been referred to thus before I even moved to this, my new place in town. Before I lived with slave k, I had my office. The windows blacked out with nailed up sheets. We all know that the neon lighting from the computer case, or even from a couple of monitors is sufficient light. Sufficient light that is for those of who live in these darkened rooms. Typing away at speeds normal people comment on.
That we ignore because we are flicking through numerous interfaces, conversations, searches, yes the pr0n. Right now as I type I am preparing the uploads that later I will post, as I flick back and forth to see wherer my name was highlighted in irc. With my foot I nudge the mouse on the floor to turn of the screensaver on the other computer.
How do I define this person?
How do you define it?
I don't know, I don't really give a fuck.
Still in a few hours I have to return to the normalcy of the other peopel. I hate it. The enforced regimentation of how people are expected to live. My own mother says to me, but why do you only want to know people who work with computers...? You need to get out more dear....
"Mommy dearest..."
How the "insert swear word replacement here" would I find anything to talk to them about? And I laugh and she looks vaguely baffled. Then she realises she has looked at me that way all my life.
We smile.
Mommy dearest... I want to work with computers because then I can stay doing what I like, I don't have to deal with stupid people. Even she understands this. My father always said my mother was the brilliant one. However my father is not far off, he has written and published several sci fi cbooks and is working on a childrens series now. Neither of them are stupid.
Neither of them are usual. I only have to listen closely to the way they address other people when in private. In my youth I took this as rude, dispicable. Then I was trying to be like everyone else.
Now I understand it. I am a social butterfly.. indeed... but only in certain places... with certain people.
With the ones who make me "laugh out loud" while typing LOL
With the ones who make me say "WTF" while typing what the fuck
With the ones who make me say "OMFG" sicko, with a huge grin on my face.
Hell yeah.. this blog is too all of those people who are like me and especially to those of you who as twisted as me...
Oh wait... Hold on don't all of you say that i am the most twisted
Ha well i won't tell you about the sea cucumber thing Ask me in irc
<3 QUEEN
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