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8:18PM - Friday August 8, 2003 Intensity rocked, event hough my back was sore. Nezumi, Butch and I looked totally hot--we were the Nipple Triplets! Yup, boobs were out in full force once we arrived. We managed a couple of hours of nipple nudity before they got scared of being raided and made us paint them up with liquid latex. Mmmm... liquid latex... Ahem. Right. I think my favourite thing about wearing a leather harness that exposes my nipples is how uncomfortable it makes some people. Getting through a crowded space always made me giggle as people contorted themselves away from my chest. Hee! I'm evil. Anyway, I got to meet the woman who made my incredible purple flogger, and I got myself flogged by her partner. God, it's been so long since I was flogged, and she did such a good job. I was flying really high, but she had a line-up so it ended a bit abruptly. Eeeee! Usually I'm the one doing the flogging, so it was a sweet change. I got to flog my friend Violet, and I let her practice her new floggin skills on me and gave her some pointers. She's usually the recipient of flogging, so I've got a few wrap-marks on my rib cage. I watched her flog Butch and gave her some pointers, showed her where it was good to hit, etc. It was fun. I have to get myself a Diana--I've been wanting one for ages. Durga bought herself one a few days before the event and she let me try it out. Lordisa, it is sweet! It's built more like a whip than a flogger, so it's stingy and wicked accurate. There's hardly any splay at all--it's a beauty. The fetish fashion show was hot, and the various acts/art pieces were really nifty. My favourite was the life-size marionette. A man carried on a limp girl and hooked her up to a giant marionette set-up. Three volunteers pulled at ther hands and feet and lifted her off the ground. She reached out for the man who walked away, she reached out for a woman, who walked away and kissed the man. The look on her face was so sad it was absolutely heartbreaking. The plinky piano music in the background evoked that decrepit carvnival feel that makes me think of Tom Waits. It was beautiful. Now, I hate to be snarky (Hah! Right!) but the the least interesting acts were those put on by the organizers themselves. I could see where they wanted to go with them, but I don't think they quite made it work. Nezumi was the volunteer for one, and while she was engaging and very sincere, I was mostly worried for her safety. If you clicked on Nezumi's link in the first part of this entry you can get her perspective on the whole experience. The MC for the night was exceedingly cute, so of course I had to flirt with him a lot. I got him to sit in my lap at one point. If my back hadn't been so sore, I might have tried to take him home for some more fun. As it was I found him very funny and engaging, and I hope I see him again. I think I made him laugh, too, which is always a good thing. Durga pissed me off royally at one point by grabbing my flogger from me after I told her not to. I couldn't believe the rudeness--she's always had a hard time taking no for an answer, but this was totally uncool. I had to yell at ther in public to get her to stop. I'm still steamed, and I think I'm going to have to sit her down and go over some rules and etiquette when it comes to how you treat other people's toys. Always ask before you touch, and no means no. Period. As it was, she just showed off her inexperience. That's it for now. I'll rant about my back in another entry, I promise.
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