My Favorite Escape  

sensualpassion72 57M/50F
384 posts
1/26/2022 12:03 pm
My Favorite Escape


Years ago, I wrote of my favorite escape. I wrote about it as if it was real. It was "THE PLACE" of my dreams. This place grew a life of it's own and became a place of maaaany peoples dreams. I even had this person write me from Kansas and that was wild. You see I described his property a T. was so awesome connect with him and see my fantasy in real life. We even had a good friendship for sometime. He actually had a leather craftsman make me my first leather whip. The heaviest, longest, whip I own.

I don't know what it is about my toy collection. I swear just holding them and sifting the leather through my hands, I'm wet. Is that normal? Giggles

Especially the heaviness. I love heavy things. Think it's the PTSD part of me. Heaven is being weighted down. It brings such comfort. I like spaces . Hell I'm turning my house into a House. My bff is the opposite -- she needs big empty space or she feels suffocated. ( She was part of a threesome of friends -- all with our own horror/bonding together to survive it. ) We had to let go of one -- but we keep hoping she'll find her way back. Jenny.

Yet this post was about: "The Farm". It started because I was doing a seminar with a Doctor has sense passed. He gave seminars on the unconscious mind. I found utterly fascinating and healing. Yet he did this project where you needed visualize your dreams and in seeing them -- your subconscious would make them happen. Seeing this goal -- things in every day light would light up like steps take that would get you make this dream, REALITY.

So I started writing about the Farm. I'd share them all if they weren't lost due a crash or dead computer or possible error deleteing a profile.. I once tried rewrite and start over just making it reality. The Playhouse, versus The Farm. Things tend fizzle out if I'm the one enjoying, whatever. I need muses fuel me. Smiles. ( Its either that or I began the work of MAKING IT SO. )

The place was of my sexual fantasies. It became the place of a handful of my friends, fantasies. Including everyone living under my roof currently --- not my adult ( 27 ). I've even encouraged her spread her wings and fly by having a naked elderly submissive come clean my house. My fantasy world has pretty much become reality -- in the making. We are now at the point where 2 of the 3 elders are "we need a bigger place." ( Room grow, I guess. ) I'm the 1 -- thinking of all the work I did get close and the thought of starting over ---- cries.

The "home/farm" of my mind was basically an intentional community. Which is defined as: noun. a community designed and planned around a social ideal or collective values and interests, often involving shared resources and responsibilities.

It was a community or farm of a large polyamourous family basically. Some in relationships but all pretty much independent individuals. It was set up as a bed and breakfast TYPE of atmosphere. Where if you had curiousities you could come spend a week and try what you were willing try for vacation. had a visit but it basically focused on maintanance of the facility versus a profit. If you had you could afford you'd get a room at one of the guest houses. If you didn't much --- you could get a stall in the barn. were in between things -- again no ; was plenty of work be done earn your way . We had many slaves that never gave a dime but gave plenty of for is what they enjoyed and desired.

Sometimes the guests would get together and try new things without hosts. Priceless moments -- all based on ones comfort and wishes as agreed upon.

At this farm was permanent people that lived . Dominants. Submissives. THE HO is what my husband was called by a fan that wanted visit often. He was one of my first cyber subs I gave the of Kane . I raised him push my 'nails down the chalkboard' buttons to inspire the sadist in me. I trained him to be unruly and a bully. He loved calling Ed a HO. ( Home Owner ) Ed still cherishes the title to this day. was another pleasure cyber sub --- I called Able. ( Part of me is very religious: Grace ) They really clashed and was great fun. Nicholas was my Alfred ( if I was Batman ) . He's still around and I'm pretty sure is still his favorite escape. Miss u Nicky. My garden is always named after him.

were locals that would come often. Some vanilla -- some full of spice. Again --- COMMUNITY. I'm very vintage -- think House on the Prairie with it's neighbors. We'd events. We'd Tea Parties. ( Oh they loved the Taoist tea parties as much as we did, huh Biggs. ) Lemonade was always a big thing -- we sold many different kinds. A BDSM farm that was famous for making Lemonade out of Lemons. Lavendar Lemonade was a favorite. We'd sell things that the locals would make and teach. They'd just give a class and didn't need give us anything for the sales. Just a gathering thing for community. The vanillas would try and . If was from the household, all went into this intentional community. It's use was always discussed.

BUTT.

My favorite escape returned to me the other day. It's like with meeting a new friend - an addition was built on with the of my fingers. was something from home, I guess. ( My home state of Wisconsin. ) just immediately bloomed. Like many states -- we had the Amish. We'd go their store which was a room of the house and they always had something different. You couldn't go hoping for the thing -- never was guaranteed. Bread was a pretty constant thing though. Double Yolked Eggs. was always something wonderful.

And --- the farm suddenly had a professional kitchen/bakery. It had a Master of the kitchen ( oh did he knead my dough ) and my was still in the house. LAUGHS. She loves making cupcakes and cookies.. and she made herself a fixture in the kitchen and store. ( It wasn't Amish though -- was electricity. She's a gamer and were slow periods. Her dragging her<b> games </font></b>in was a nuisance. ) All three in this household decided was the Master of the kitchen fix that. We wished him luck.

boobwhisperer69 59M  
8323 posts
1/26/2022 10:24 pm

Sounds like a very cool place!!!!!!!!!!


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