Kink...?
What does it say about me, about my needs, that I can forget for so long how important it is to be to embrase being a toy, being artificial, having a purpose, being useful?
But when I do finally remember, what does it say about me, the eeling of rightness and clarity and completeness and hope that returns to my life once I realize it was missing, and reach for it again, how easily the thoughts of what I was made for just come together in my mind.
Kink...?
@indi I don't think you were maudlin there at all. I think it's sometimes easy to forget our own needs when we are busy with projects or work or other things that vie for our day to day attention. ❤️
Kink...?
@indi Ooooh, been wanting to read that for a while. And oh wait, I have a Kindle now! :-D
Kink...?
@indi I've been trying to get some toy time in every so often. It's hard to make time for. But worth it. :-)
Kink...?
@indi @starkatt It's a different thing for everyone.
For me when I offer to other folks, it's cuddling, petting, exploring each other's bodies a bit, finding fun ways to make someone squirm or moan. Not necessarily explicitly sexual, or in the sense that I want someone to 'use' me.
But all that with my own volition, where I can feel loved and proud that I trained myself, rather than any sense of me being owned (even temporarily) by the person interacting with me.
Kink...?
Anyway, that probably sounds more maudlin than I actually feel right now. Mostly I'm just feeling like a rather silly object right now, for letting something like that slip.
Also I guess have another piece of furry erotica to add to my "this book fundamentally improved my identity/worldview" list.
(https://www.amazon.com/dp/B00TKWEZNM/ref=wl_it_dp_o_pC_nS_ttl?_encoding=UTF8&colid=1J9ACPSJU3GY3&coliid=IBL5GP9W8GLT4)