fuckmeat's petit pied-à-terre

[fuckmeat]

All are welcome. Relax, chat, play and maybe get to know me a little better.



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Behind this pretty front door lies everything a cunt like me needs to survive her time on Lit.

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A lounge for my friends to chill and chat in.

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Appropriate seating for any honoured guest. Footstool will be provided on command.

Vital refreshment facilities are provided by a liquor cabinet and an adjacent kitchen. If I'm around I'll serve you, otherwise please help yourselves.

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A place for creativity, to sit and write all my SRPs.

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A bathroom, where my guests can feel pampered and be served by me, if they wish it. Complete with...

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~xXx~

Then, moving through to the bedroom...

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A beautiful wooden bed, complete with stocks and restraint points.

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A robust cage.

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An solid oak chest containing everything a dominant sadist might want to play with. Also doubles as a bench and even a storage box for worthless pieces of fuckmeat.​

 

[fuckmeat]

Throws back the covers and stomps through to the coffee machine, sighing petulantly

I do not want to spend today doing a fuckton of cleaning.

And no, it matters not one jot that I've just had a couple of days off.


S'not fair.

Heads reluctantly for the shower.

In other news, I posted this yesterday. Anyone got thoughts on how irretrievably fucked in the head I am?

Answers on a postcard please to fuckmeat's petite pied-a-terre, sexual roleplay lounge, literotica, um... USA. Closing date Midnight 19th June 2011. Answer will be drawn at random from entries. Winner gets cookies and some playtime with fuckmeat. fuckmeat accepts no liability for answers swallowed by teh interwebz. Powered by a couple of disgruntled kittehs.

 

[quicksylver69]

I absolutely love that bed. It looks absolutely beautiful and has a not so hidden purpose that I adore

 

[fr33ks33k]

So...I read that thing you posted. On the given scale, using my own thoughts as a compass, I'd say an 8 (10 obviously being "irretrievably fucked in the head")

It's not so much the fact that you crave and enjoy those deep, dark things. It's that it's consuming you to the point you don't have drive for your career anymore. (Not that the economy, etc. is helping much that department, anyway)

That said, I don't think this an issue about you being a fucked up individual. It seems to me (And my opinion is probably not worth the type posting it as I have no real understanding of your situation) that you're kind of trying to fill the void left by your late Mistress, instead of allowing the wound to heal over, so to speak, and move forward. The things you crave (again, at least to my brain's understanding) seem to be penitent, while they also bring you pleasure. It is probably because those things brought you pleasure to begin with that you seek them so fervently. The appalling nature of those things makes it seem as though you are "messed in the head", but I don't think that's the case.

As I said before, my opinion amounts to pig swill in the end, but I thought I'd voice it anyway since you asked.

 

[fuckmeat]

I absolutely love that bed. It looks absolutely beautiful and has a not so hidden purpose that I adore

It just popped up in a google search. No idea who makes it.

Glad to make your acquaintance qs

 

[shewantsmore]

I love that black bath,always have like that shape

 

[fuckmeat]

So...I read that thing you posted. On the given scale, using my own thoughts as a compass, I'd say an 8 (10 obviously being "irretrievably fucked in the head")

It's not so much the fact that you crave and enjoy those deep, dark things. It's that it's consuming you to the point you don't have drive for your career anymore. (Not that the economy, etc. is helping much that department, anyway)

That said, I don't think this an issue about you being a fucked up individual. It seems to me (And my opinion is probably not worth the type posting it as I have no real understanding of your situation) that you're kind of trying to fill the void left by your late Mistress, instead of allowing the wound to heal over, so to speak, and move forward. The things you crave (again, at least to my brain's understanding) seem to be penitent, while they also bring you pleasure. It is probably because those things brought you pleasure to begin with that you seek them so fervently. The appalling nature of those things makes it seem as though you are "messed in the head", but I don't think that's the case.

As I said before, my opinion amounts to pig swill in the end, but I thought I'd voice it anyway since you asked.

Thanks fr33k. I can see your logic there. I have actually been trying to work on the 'penitence' side of things. On a rational level I know there's nothing I need to atone or suffer for but... I don't know. Suffering is cathartic. It's catharsis I'm seeking and I guess I'm not there yet.

But it's not like BDSM has become a form of depressive self harm for me. I craved and enjoyed this stuff throughout my time with Mistress. Some of our best memories were made in that kind of extreme kink zone.

So yeah, go figure.

But thanks for your insight. It means a lot.

 

[fuckmeat]

I love that black bath,always have like that shape

Yeah, it's just the height of decadent luxury. I've always preferred baths to showers. It's how I de-stress. I'll get into a bath with a big glass of rosé wine over ice, a good book, some chilled music, candles... oh and my clingy little rescue cat perched on the toilet cistern glaring at me. Tonight was such a night as it happens.

 

[shewantsmore]

Dont know about the book and wine,wine thats a big yes and candles but book,,,,,,,no not for me.Baths are for relaxing in thats for sure

 

[fuckmeat]

Dont know about the book and wine,wine thats a big yes and candles but book,,,,,,,no not for me.Baths are for relaxing in thats for sure

Showers are for 1st thing in the morning but at night time a bath is about all I'm fit for.

 

[shewantsmore]

A shower does wake you up in a hurry,sometimes i need it.I think the bed certainly,table maybe and the oak chest could always find room for.Im a terrible hoarder,collect everything

 

[Lilac_Sky]

Hi FM! Love your place here ... I also love your bed .. and the bath ..... looks like loads of fun!

 

[fuckmeat]

A shower does wake you up in a hurry,sometimes i need it.I think the bed certainly,table maybe and the oak chest could always find room for.Im a terrible hoarder,collect everything

I have bulimic hoarding tendencies. I'll hoard things until I get pissed off with the clutter, whereupon I'll purge myself; giving things to friends/charity and tossing other stuff in the trash. Before long everything feels a bit minimalist and dull, so I'll start quietly hoarding again. Most of my crap comes from charity shops in the first place, so I never spend all that much and I don't feel guilty about it.

Hi FM! Love your place here ... I also love your bed .. and the bath ..... looks like loads of fun!

Hi Lilac, thanks for dropping in.

 

[fuckmeat]

My emo-tastic hiking boots have sprung a leak so I grabbed a pair of wellies from a charity shop because it's raining heavily today. I am now rediscovering the very great pleasure of splashing through puddles instead of daintily circumnavigating them.

And a bit of superglue around the seal on my boots should fix 'em up once they're dry.

 

[yeishia]

I slip a note under the door of her new place requesting that I be permitted to send her a PM with regards to thread idea we had once discussed. My muse was returning and I thought it might suit her unique needs perfectly!

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

A note pinned to the front door of a fuckmeat's new home, held in place by a small, extremely pointed, elegantly scrolled, letter opener~a gift of sorts.

Dearest Broad who is never here~

I am getting quite irate with you, young lady, and am seriously debating fisting you until you cry. I would like to speak with you, or yell at you...use you as a foot stool or possibly a tea tray. All that matters is that my patience (and it is a vast, deep, unending thing usually) has come to a very decided end. You find me. Soon. If I have to come looking? There will be various problems....

Luna.

 

[yeishia]

Walking past her place on the way to the China Pearl I notice my unanswered letter peeking out from beneath her door.

Carefully I pull it towards me realizing I had made an error by placing it there. No matter I would simply place my idea in the seeking role players section of Lit as soon as I had fully edited the opening post to my satisfaction.

The role play involved a sadistic couple who abduct a young woman from a shopping mall as fodder for their twisted vices. She is the last in a long list of those who have gone before her. I am unsure if I shall call it Gewgaw (A showy but worthless trinket) or simply The Frog.

Smiling I continue to the Inn my mind full of possibilities. This role play will be a departure for me I shall be stretching my writing wings not only will I be writing for a male and female the thread involves extreme non consent and psychological torture. Gone will be the evocative romantic style I am often denigrated for.

I have no problems writing the darker side of BDSM as long as it is not I on the receiving end

 

[fuckmeat]

Walking past her place on the way to the China Pearl I notice my unanswered letter peeking out from beneath her door.

Carefully I pull it towards me realizing I had made an error by placing it there. No matter I would simply place my idea in the seeking role players section of Lit as soon as I had fully edited the opening post to my satisfaction.

The hell you will. Ms yeishia.

 

[fuckmeat]

kicks shoes off and settles in the laptop chair with a cold beer

Well, looks like some piece of fuckmeat not only has the night off, she also doesn't have to get up at the crack of stupid tomorrow.

Anyone wanna help me celebrate this unexpected and nigh unprecedented turn of events?

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Anyone at all?


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sighs

There's plenty more cold beer in the fridge.

 

[Erlind]

Time off is a wonderful thing isn't it, FM? Hopefully mine doesn't get stolen, but I have a sneaking suspicion that it will.

 

[fuckmeat]

Time off is a wonderful thing isn't it, FM? Hopefully mine doesn't get stolen, but I have a sneaking suspicion that it will.

Well that sucks. Who by?

 

[Erlind]

Work is the simple answer there. I love the job so far though, so I shouldn't complain. I'll just have to take what I can get.

 

[fuckmeat]

Yeah, we all have to do that. Better too much work than not enough these days though. And loving your job is a real bonus.

 

[Erlind]

True true.

 

[fuckmeat]

Looks like it's just you and me in the whole damn lounge. What are you up to?