Well, I’ve finally found an internet connection. Did you miss Me? Though I am online, this cafe in which I’m sipping my morning coffee does not let me access all those lovely bdsm websites like fetlife and maxfisch. Fortunately, my own blog made it past their controls. Whew!
I arrived in Chicago yesterday morning with a suitcase full of rope and a heart full of hope–that watchword of this city’s favorite community organizer turned Senator turned President. My hope, on this particular occasion, was that I would control, tantalize, and transform some lucky Chicagoans into my toilets and eager submissives. So far, that project has been quite successful. I’m traveling with the very sexy and sweet Strap-on Jo, who is quite popular in this town.
Years have intervened since I was last in Chicago, so my familiarity with the contours of this city’s landscape is minimal. I get to play the tourist and the flaneur. I’m wandering around the Loop, scoping out Arts & Crafts period architecture, postmodern architectural fabulations, and the residues of buildings’ former incarnations. I was particularly struck by a former Masonic Temple on Wabash that is now a Bloomingdale’s. The Loop shares many cultural markers with Midtown Manhattan, except there is something decidedly more robust, hearty, and—dare I say it?—“Midwestern” about Chicago. Whatever fantasies I may have harbored about Chicago stockyards and hanging my victims from meathooks by their wrists while I tortured them bear no resemblance to the tastefully staid environs of my Gilded Age era hotel. Chicago may be a bit more committed to convention in fashion and personal style, and perhaps even in sexuality, than East Coast and European metropolises. BDSM may be a bit more under the radar here, but behind their grey suits and windblown exteriors exist some creative and kinky individuals in this city.
The people I have met in this town are very friendly, inquisitive, and polite–and so eager and giving as bottoms. I have been happy to expose a couple of willing victims to My delightful form of domination. I have thoroughly enjoyed their company. Not only have I had wonderful scenes, but I’ve really made a connection with people and enjoyed our conversations. I strongly value individual connections as the basis of meaningful and hot bdsm interactions. Before this trip, I wondered if I would be able to forge such connections with people who lived thousands of miles away, and with whom I had only communicated via phone and email and online chat. I am pleased to say that the ties (no pun intended) I’ve made with these Chicagoans have been as meaningful as those I’ve made with submissives in my hometown.
I’m looking forward to returning to this city again, in just a few short weeks.
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