Raging Lesbian!

For some reason I've found it incredibly important recently to let the world know that I love women. Maybe it's a side-effect of talking about Master all the time (which I really can't help; he's almost all I think about). Every time I have a particularly hetero moment (ogling a hot guy; gushing over how awesome Master is; what have you), I have to resist the urge to say, "BTW I LOVE THE PUSSY," or something to that effect.

Unfortunately, the state I'm in right now isn't exactly the most gay-friendly. :( I have no idea where the gay district is! What am I gonna dooooooooo?

Sometimes

Sometimes I'm afraid that I've been too happy.

Sometimes I'm afraid that I don't deserve Master.

Sometimes I'm afraid that I've been ungrateful.

And so sometimes I fear that the universe will take Master away from me.

I fear I'll be left all alone.

I've always felt this song encapsulates how I feel about Master.

Be my friend.
Hold me - wrap me up.
Unfold me;
I am small and needy.
Warm me up
And breathe me.

Robo-love

I found this lovely erotic comic (many parts NSFW, obviously) the other day. It's the right balance of plot and sex, the drawing style is charming, and it's neo-Victorian sci-fi to boot! My fave.

I'm not sure why I enjoy the idea of robot sex or mechanical sex. I suppose a lot of it has to do with being a sci-fi geek (or am I a sci-fi geek because I enjoy robot sex? :o), and with the fantastical nature of it. I mean, how wild is having sex with a robot, amirite?

Looked at from another angle, I like the idea of being hooked up to a sex machine and being completely helpless while forced into the throes of ecstasy. Ties back into my "mad scientist" fantasy, I suppose.

Though the real-life "sex machines" that I've seen available have been kinda "meh" for me. Maybe it's one of those things that's much better in my head than in real life.