Hanging Around

I've taken a few nights off from skirt chasing to hang out and explore a little with my girls and whilst out and about we ran across a Former Domina hung out to dry so to speak.  She made such a pretty display, I had to snap a picture.

I can only guess at the circumstances leading up to her predicament, and I'm pretty sure it was not the result of a GOOD day.

The Greenhouse

I've been out of the game for a bit for real life reasons, but trying to get back into it.  I had a few pictures of a nice little greenhouse I located, the kind that is set up to allow rezzing and has no return, so I've been working on a storyline to use there.

In the meantime, Im also toying with storing certain samples of my work, albeit subject to some fine tuning, on Deviant Art.

A good friend of mine recently pointed out how to quickly make lighting changes to the pictures I take.  I've found one that really seems to make the avatars skin pop out while giving the background a more surreal quality than the standard second life settings.

Here is a sample from the greenhouse using Annyka's Soft Lavender Day setting.

I'm sure you'll agree this looks more like a BAD day than the default lighting.  You can almost feel the chill in the air, even as it fondles her nipples with its sharpness.

Wow, what a blowhard

As expected, my last post got a reply from the Gorean keeper of whatever the name of that piddly sim was that I discussed in yesterday's post.

First, let me thank you Korwyn.  This blog, which seemed to generate mild amusement from those playing with BDS at best, had a high count of 54 views in one day.  That was my record.  54.  And it was from my third or fourth post.  Yesterday, I had 342.  LOL!  No doubt half of which were probably you checking to see if I had replied to the two LONG comments you left me.  And I do mean LONG.  Christ, I fell asleep reading the second one.  You should patent that cure for insomnia.

But you are correct, I am not going to approve them for print.  Not because I fear your typo laden rant, but you say some pretty unsavory things about those close to me, as well as a follower of this forum.  I just don't see any reason to subject my friends to your venom.  Those that know you well see it enough I'm sure.

As for your continued insistence that I used and hurt Pandora, let me assure you, I have never hunted Pandora.  I wouldn't hunt Pandora.  In fact, I wouldn't know what her avatar looks like.  Why she is spreading lies that I used her in a bad way is anyone's guess and quite frankly, I don't give a shit.

But lets assume your version is correct.  Lets assume I did hunt her, and caught her, and used her.  Then lets pretend you're also right that I left her bound and dropped her off for another tracker to use.  Sounds like she had a BAD fucking day.  Whoever this man was that did do this to her, I applaud him.  He found a consumer of the bad day skirt, a consumer who KNOWINGLY bought the skirt and chose to wear it, and he gave her exactly what she hoped to get when she bought it.

But don't feel bad, you're hardly the first boy a woman has curled up next to and whispered "poor little me" in his ear.  You're hardly the last.

Now, if you do wish for me to post a comment in which you supply articulate and intelligent fodder to this discussion, ask your parents to invest in a spell check engine of some sort, and refrain from the curse laden tirade against those that not only are my friends, but really have no place in any beef you have with me.  Well, assuming you're capable of acting like a man.

Personally, it'd be no skin off my nose if I never heard your name again.  You're holding up the show, so to speak.  Schmuck.

Just for Laughs

So I noticed this morning while hunting that I am now banned from some place called Dark Alley.  I'm always curious when I piss someone off enough to get banned and since I'm a man, I sent a message to the sim owner making an inquiry.

This evening I received a rather heated reply, apparently questioning my audacity at even asking, advising that his sim is built on consent and since I track the skirt wearers and take them without their permission, he banned me. He also was jealous of my blog.  Well, that may have been the key, since 24 of his 30 line reply seemed to address this blog.

Not being a wallflower, I pointed out that the blog was pretty much free.  All one has to do is set up an email account and wowza, they too have a voice.

I then pointed out that since the wearer of the BDS products knowingly purchased said items with full knowledge of what they could do and then chose to wear them, wasn't this consent?  This of course got me a stern lesson in United States contractual law and the ethics of permissibility, all of which was incorrect, but I let it slide.

Then I was informed that I was muted.  Can we all agree that someone messaging you with "MUTED" is pretty much old school Gorean speak for "I've lost my balls and am unable to compete with your wit in simple dialogue and therefore am using this tactic so I no longer feel stupid"?  Oh, that's right.  This is my forum, so we can agree to that.

I will say that in closing, I was told to have a BAD day.  This really made my day.  Even in mute, he acknowledges that deep down he is following my blog.  At least well enough to know my sign off.  So, to you Korwyn, and the other dozen or so sim owners that you profess are banning trackers, I say have a BAD day as well.  After all, its TRAFFIC that drives a sim's success.  Schmuck.

Home Invasion

Okay, as some of you have seen by now, I'm not so much for the home invasion scenes, but I am working on adding this to my M.O.  I just need to figure out what kind of storyline really goes with it, or at least, which one works for me.  I have a couple of prey I have followed a bit more closely than others who live in fairly nice homes and their homes are set up so that I can rez there.

This first home as you can see is a tracker's dream.  With all the pose balls set out, any tracker should be able to find a situation in which to torment their victim.  But then, should one expect any less when they invade the home of the CEO of Luna Animations?

Of course, I was a bit surprised that I was able to sneak in on this girl, and I moved to quickly strip her and give her what her body needed.  I have to say though, her clothes came off so quickly I couldn't tell if I was stripping her, or if she was!

Either way, I threw her onto her own bed, how degrading it must be to be taken in one's own bed, and was really tearing into her, and reeling in surprise at the variety the bed's menu had to offer.

Suddenly, I had this weird sensation that we were being watched.  So I panned about the room and HOLY SHIT, its a child in the curtains, why don't they see..no, wait, that was Three Men and a Baby.  Nonetheless, you can see why I was slightly startled.

Seems this tracker had gone ahead and taken the nerve to walk right into the bedroom where I was using my prey.  I'm not surprised given that valet parking was seriously backed up at the time.  I tell you, there were a lot of trackers waiting to use this one.

Nonetheless, Trick is a charitable man, so I quickly moved our scene to the downstairs bedroom and invited our interloper to join us.

Ah, double raping the CEO of a well to do Second Life enterprise.  What could be better?  ((You know there's an answer for this))

And here it is.  Giving her a facial of course.  That's always better.

Of course, our little joyride didn't end there.  Oh no.  I'm not done that easily.  As our special guest watched on in amazement as well, I quickly bound our little CEO up nice and tight.  She scoffed that I didn't have the brass to force tp her like this to her store's main display floor.

She was right, I didn't.

Instead I sent her to the main display floor of her competitor.  Bon voyage!  I think that's French for "have a BAD day, bitch!"

Your Request is Being Processed

To those of you that have messaged me and hinted at getting a scene or maybe being included on this forum, patience.  As you can see, its not easy juggling one girl, much less all of you.  But I"ll get you sooner or later!

((Cue the carnival music))

At Last!

How long do you have to track prey before you give up and turn your search to someone new?  Well, for me, that knows no end.  I've found that those you chase the longest are always the ones worth catching and I am a very patient man.

I'd been chasing this girl for several weeks, but always saw her as I was logging off, or logging on as she was leaving, or she was already captured, whatever the case may be.  More often than not, she was already captured.  She is a lovely specimen, as you can see from the pictures of her.

On this particular day, I spotted her in Slave for Bondage, ALONE.

I'm always impressed by the way girls modify or enhance their look with the BDS skirts.  Of course, for all I know, Sassy sells them this way, but this was the first time I had seen a skirt and top looking this edible.

I wasted little time running this prey down, given my history of chasing her and her propensity for flight.

Once I had her properly restrained and gagged, I spent a little time "getting to know her".  Not every avatar in Second Life wears their panties to showcase a nice firm camel toe, so I wanted to make sure this girl felt properly teased.

As I was teasing her and keeping an eye out for any bystanders, luckily this sim is not only scenic, but dead quiet most times of the day, it occurred to me that dawn was about to break.  So I wasted no time finding a more "romantic" corner of the sim.  You know me, always sensitive to a woman's needs.  Chicks dig that shit.

As luck would have it, I found the perfect spot to watch the sunrise.  Sadly, my prey seemed to have little interest in watching the sun come up.  Oh well, you know what they say, "you can lead a horse to water".  Maybe she wanted to work on the tan on her backside.  Women.  Go figure.

But fear not, you know I'm the sort of man to give people the opportunity to enjoy the finer things in life as much as I do.  So I made sure she got to see the sun come up, and enjoy it in the same light as myself.

Now, this girl must REALLY be into sunrises, as the look on her face seemed to suggest it made her very happy.  I think this is called an O face.  Oh!  Oh!  Oh!  Oh!  Oh, I love sunrises!

Again, I'm one to share happiness with those I come into contact with.  If sunrises excite this girl so much, I figure why not let her relax and enjoy the sun all day?

If any of you trackers read this and hurry, maybe you can grab her before sunset.  Here's hoping your BAD DAY is bright and sunny!