Yes well. Daily. Uh huh.
This is another in the continuing saga of the activities of a Second Life hooker who uses the mannerisms and tropes of Gor to separate marks from their money. I'm cut-tagging it, but leaving it open; soon I'm going to be putting them all under a particular filter, for people who are specifically interested. I have those of you who requested from the previous post; anyone else, comment here to get added.
Honestly, the days have run into each other; my RL health sometimes makes it that I fall asleep in my computer chair; the mental/memory issues sometimes mean I am in-world before I remember I should have written about the previous day. My viewer crashed this morning, so I just went to bed, and I've just woken up about 40 minutes ago and haven't launched it yet.
I actually started this post yesterday.... Tuesday...
My last post was about Saturday; Sunday has receded into the dimness, somewhat. I don't recall any notable clients; the DJ event came, as usual, and went off pretty much as usual: parking my avatar in a dance animation and typing madly to flirt at people. Except when no one interesting was there, in which case I sorted my inventory. Or played minesweeper. The DJ left a little early, as he was setting up at the grand opening event of a store that two of the women associated with the brothel have opened.
At the end of the show I was talking to one of the new overseers I'm training, KA, about various things, everything, nothing, personal things, private things. Somewhere in there one of the Owners, Myst, came in and was talking to us -- about how his training was going, about various things. It was a grand total of an hour after the dj had left that I got a couple of private messages from the store-owners of the grand-opening store, asking me where I was and why wasn't I dancing with htem? I sent back that I was talking to Myst about stuff, and then asked Myst why she wasn't over there? Myst said she had too much to do, and I pointed out that both of those girls responded pretty damned regularly every time we put a call out on the staff list for people to come dance at our shows, so that the sim looks busy and more people will show up. I finally announced I was going over, and Myst came wtih me... and I *think* there was some strain, on Myst -- I think there were some people there she didn't expect, and some interactions taht were off. I don't know, I wasn't talking to her, and body language is only an illusion in SL. Still, issues.
Drama. Can't ever get away from it.
Cor wandered in-world, and I called him over. He was there for about 15minutes and said he felt really poorly again, he might be back later, and lit out. About 20 minutes after the show officially ended, I took off too, back to the brothel to park my avi and consider what to do next.
That's pretty much the significant events I remember on Sunday. I don't think much happened overnight, except possibly talking about things at random and in general with Boby, my own collared slave there, and Colyn, another man who answers to me as a dominant. Both of them take great delight in remaining in-role with me at all times, and both of them respond well to simple things like petting their hair. It's interesting having RL-activity related conversations wtihin that larger ... verbal framework, I'd call it.
Monday morning one of my regular clients showed up for his regular time with me. He's a professional musician, and in my head I call him MusicMan a lot. It's interesting to me, trying to work musical metaphors into my time with him; he's another who's hiring me as a dominant, and has taken to mirroring things I've done to him in game into RL, completely on his own initiative.
After that, I fell asleep.
....
No I didn't, not yet. One of the groups I'm in is called Lucky Chair Stalkers... wait, I think I mentioned them. Well, a message came across about something called a sky-pillow. It turned out to be a device that you sit on, and it can bounce you into the sky a set distance, and then you can activate any one of 8 different environments, one at a time, ranging from a simple sauna to various lovenests to a large penthouse/apartment. All of them with sex-animations in them, so it's basically meant as a way to create adult space when you might not want to have such things be noticeable in general. It usually cost 5000-8000 linden dollars (not sure why the range...) and on the merchanting-sl-website it was 10,500. It was on sale for 1000. Which amounts to somewhere between 4 and 5 USDollars.
I got one; I got Boby and Colyn to get one. I got sirthundermoon to get one. I got everyone I could find to either get one, or refuse outright. I was kvetching that I wnated to have sirthundermoon's other girl, who has given me permission to refer to her as wolfdancerkysh here, get one, and Cor to get one, and Boby suggested that we ask the owner to send them on -- and he instigated that, and did that, and ended up paying for it and telling me it was a gift, to me. Woot.
*THEN* I went to sleep. (I think I slept on Monday....)
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Monday night I woke up, and went in world, and caught up with wolfdancerkysh and Boby, and we talked about various things, with Boby being particularly happy to be kneeling at my feet and having another female who was willing to be even *vaguely* dominant in his direction, to talk and flirt with. Eventually Cor came in world, and found the pillow, and .... played with it before i could give him directons, and ended up with it exploding all over. Which I didn't know till he got *really* upset at me giggling about the pillow, which I thought was going to be a lovely gift and a nifty thing, and demanded my presence, to help make sure he'd cleaned up all the are from the exploded pillow. Then he refused a hug and stalked off into the world to wander. Eep.
During much of the above chattering, I'd been in IM with the builder from the other night, talking about the fact that he'd been to a burial that day of an elderly relative, and was somewhat introspective. About the time taht Cor peremptorily demanded my presence, the Builder invited me to join him and a group of other people for conversation and bonhomie. I asked for a postponement; when Cor stalked off I asked if the invitation was still open, and was brought to that place.
I spent most of the rest of the evening conversing wtih the Builder, who is a teacher on that particular estate, a woman trainer, a piratical neko (with a dragon instead of a parrot) who is captain of their guard, and the two submissive girls kneeling among them. The conversation ranged from my job, to the etiquette thereof and in general, to piracy, to letters of marque, to I don't remember all; the Builder went to bed, and the pirate and I continued the conversation, with more and more of it turning to flirting. I let it progress to the point where I changed my outfit, from a sexy but relatively mundane bustier and skirt, to a set of gorean silks that are made such that another person can take off the pieces (except for the bra and panties). ( "What I want is your clothes. Off you." "Takes off her clothes, folds them neatly, and places them within his reach, smoothing her hand over the silks she is now wearing." "Cute effect, but not at all what I intended." "grin. shrug. smirk.") Eventually he figured out he could pull the pieces off -- all 8 of htem -- and I ended up kneeling at his feet, challenging him with, "Shall I give you my business card?"
I was, at that point, more or less saved by the bell; KA sent me a message saying there was a girl who wanted to be hired. So I took my leave and went to go hire the girl, with KA shadowing me, but the simulator region of the brothel crashed. Got back inworld, crashed again. Got back inworld, and this time my *viewer* crashed.
So I went to bed.
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Tuesday evening I woke up to find out that people ahd been panicking -- I had no less than five different people wondering where I was, cause I (gasp) WASN'T ONLINE! Yes, I'd been offline from about 0200 SLT to about 1200; sirthundermoon had even tried calling my phone, and I wasn't answering. It's remarkable to find one so wanted, and awe-inspiring to have people worried, and a little exasperating also. Le sigh.
I also found out that the skypillow sale was still going on and the owner was in store giving out gift cards. So I bounced over there to find that someoen from the Lucky Chair group was DJing; the owner was giving out discount cards for future purchases, and the DJ was giving out $250 linden gift cards. *AND* they wanted you to join the update notice group to make sure you got info on any time they issued an update to the scripts in their furniture.
I pulled Boby there. I pulled Colyn there. I pulled sirthundermoon there. I started pulling people from the Avalon group there. I pulled enough people there that the store greeter who had shown up and taken over when the owner had to go back to RL gave me a $1000 linden giftcard, as a htank you for apparently the 8 people who had come in on my behest and bought the freaking pillow.
I rock.
Sirthundermoon talked to the owner and got a landmark to take him to the place where they get their animation objects; he went there and found some stuff for the items he wants to build. Someone else there, who decideed they didn't want to buy anything but recognized my name from the Lucky Chair group gave me their 250 gift card.
Dude.
Eventually I logged out because I had to take my RL son to RL dance; I brought my laptop along, and sat in the dunkin donuts and logged back in on their WIFI and kept going, mostly with convo and chattering in the brothel. Around 8pm the tuesady dance started, and around 8:30 the boychild had come down from dance, eaten his snakc, and we were ready to leave, so i logged out again, came home, and ate dinner in the dining room with my husband without getting back into SL. Gasp! shock! I was offline!
When I did get in-world, sirthundermoon grabbed me and pulled me to teh Gorean town he's built and I'm supporting, and showed me what he'd done with the animations for bathign that he'd gotten -- bathing oneself, and bathing another. We talked about the fact taht Boby had expressed a wish, a hope, taht maybe someday he could get taken to a foot-worship party -- sirthundermoon had found foot massage poses, and built a chair that he gave me such that I might be able to fulfill my slave's wish. sirthundermoon rocks.
Just about then the Piratical Neko IM'ed me, sending teasing and flirts. Since he had mentioned that, as a pirate, he rarely bought things, instead just *taking* what he wanted, I had told him at the time that if he chose not to seek me at the brothel then he would be required to talk to my master. I've told that to any number ofpeople, and nothing has ever happened; since he then chose to IM me, I decided that giving Master a head's up that someone might be approaching him woudl be a good plan.
Unfortunately, this exploded into a fight. I don't care to give the details here; it effectively lasted for the next 14+ hours, and required wolfdancerkysh to start translating and mediating for us. No sleep was involved; I did succeed in keeping my appointment wtih MusicMan, and did a creditable acting job of teaching him how he will obey even my slightest, least commanding request, just because I'm The Dominant. I basically fucked him and bit him and refused him permission to orgasm, for not quite 90 minutes. whee.
He IM'ed me later to say that he'd found a washable marker, and marked on his chest where I'd bitten him, and was going to wear the marks all day. Well then; ok.
After the argument with sirthundermoon reached some form of resolution, and he'd gone off into RL, I took a nap -- I had an 8pmSLT appointment with someone. I was awake in good time, only to have the person fail to show. I talked to another man who, for three weeeks, had a 9:30pm appointment with me, who had gone offgrid completely for 10 days, only to be told taht he wasn't quite up to anything interesting yet, but to please keep him in mind. I got a message from Music Man saying that he wouldn't be around Thursday morning, as he is trying to not go through money at such a rate with me -- he's effectively paying me about $15-20 usd per session -- so that he can continue to have sessions with me for a longer period of time. I talked with Boby, I talked with Colyn, I didn't talk much with wolfdancerkysh who'd been out freebie hunting one fo the valentines' day hunts. I don't actually remember what all I did.
There ended up being a bit of a personality explosion in the Gorean town, over some points of Gorean etiquette, wolfdancerkysh, and the kennelmistress. It turned out to be much more of an issue as it came out that the kennelmistress is someone sirthundermoon knows in RL who had been starting to talk to him about possibly playing wiht him RL. This woman has taken this personality explosion into RL now, and sirthundermoon is upset; wolfdancerkysh is upset, and it's now my turn to try to figure things out.
Wheee.
sirthundermoon called me up last night; after talking his upset out, some; telling me about this woman, some; bitching about computer issues, some; he finally decided to play with me. Y'all don't need to knwo the details of that. :) I got back online after he went to bed, talked iwth Colyn a bit, had a minor bit of drama thereby that got resolved, went back into teh brothel and started acutally having a male interact wtih me, only to realize taht I was falling asleep between dancing poses. SL sent out an in-world announcement htat Maintenance Was Happening -- which made logging in impossible, teleporting imposible, money transactions impossible, and just about doing anything else impossible. So I "crashed" -- i killed the viewer window -- and went to bed.
And have now spent about 2 hours writing this up. I'm heading in-world to get to the dance event. See y'all there...
Honestly, the days have run into each other; my RL health sometimes makes it that I fall asleep in my computer chair; the mental/memory issues sometimes mean I am in-world before I remember I should have written about the previous day. My viewer crashed this morning, so I just went to bed, and I've just woken up about 40 minutes ago and haven't launched it yet.
I actually started this post yesterday.... Tuesday...
My last post was about Saturday; Sunday has receded into the dimness, somewhat. I don't recall any notable clients; the DJ event came, as usual, and went off pretty much as usual: parking my avatar in a dance animation and typing madly to flirt at people. Except when no one interesting was there, in which case I sorted my inventory. Or played minesweeper. The DJ left a little early, as he was setting up at the grand opening event of a store that two of the women associated with the brothel have opened.
At the end of the show I was talking to one of the new overseers I'm training, KA, about various things, everything, nothing, personal things, private things. Somewhere in there one of the Owners, Myst, came in and was talking to us -- about how his training was going, about various things. It was a grand total of an hour after the dj had left that I got a couple of private messages from the store-owners of the grand-opening store, asking me where I was and why wasn't I dancing with htem? I sent back that I was talking to Myst about stuff, and then asked Myst why she wasn't over there? Myst said she had too much to do, and I pointed out that both of those girls responded pretty damned regularly every time we put a call out on the staff list for people to come dance at our shows, so that the sim looks busy and more people will show up. I finally announced I was going over, and Myst came wtih me... and I *think* there was some strain, on Myst -- I think there were some people there she didn't expect, and some interactions taht were off. I don't know, I wasn't talking to her, and body language is only an illusion in SL. Still, issues.
Drama. Can't ever get away from it.
Cor wandered in-world, and I called him over. He was there for about 15minutes and said he felt really poorly again, he might be back later, and lit out. About 20 minutes after the show officially ended, I took off too, back to the brothel to park my avi and consider what to do next.
That's pretty much the significant events I remember on Sunday. I don't think much happened overnight, except possibly talking about things at random and in general with Boby, my own collared slave there, and Colyn, another man who answers to me as a dominant. Both of them take great delight in remaining in-role with me at all times, and both of them respond well to simple things like petting their hair. It's interesting having RL-activity related conversations wtihin that larger ... verbal framework, I'd call it.
Monday morning one of my regular clients showed up for his regular time with me. He's a professional musician, and in my head I call him MusicMan a lot. It's interesting to me, trying to work musical metaphors into my time with him; he's another who's hiring me as a dominant, and has taken to mirroring things I've done to him in game into RL, completely on his own initiative.
After that, I fell asleep.
....
No I didn't, not yet. One of the groups I'm in is called Lucky Chair Stalkers... wait, I think I mentioned them. Well, a message came across about something called a sky-pillow. It turned out to be a device that you sit on, and it can bounce you into the sky a set distance, and then you can activate any one of 8 different environments, one at a time, ranging from a simple sauna to various lovenests to a large penthouse/apartment. All of them with sex-animations in them, so it's basically meant as a way to create adult space when you might not want to have such things be noticeable in general. It usually cost 5000-8000 linden dollars (not sure why the range...) and on the merchanting-sl-website it was 10,500. It was on sale for 1000. Which amounts to somewhere between 4 and 5 USDollars.
I got one; I got Boby and Colyn to get one. I got sirthundermoon to get one. I got everyone I could find to either get one, or refuse outright. I was kvetching that I wnated to have sirthundermoon's other girl, who has given me permission to refer to her as wolfdancerkysh here, get one, and Cor to get one, and Boby suggested that we ask the owner to send them on -- and he instigated that, and did that, and ended up paying for it and telling me it was a gift, to me. Woot.
*THEN* I went to sleep. (I think I slept on Monday....)
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Monday night I woke up, and went in world, and caught up with wolfdancerkysh and Boby, and we talked about various things, with Boby being particularly happy to be kneeling at my feet and having another female who was willing to be even *vaguely* dominant in his direction, to talk and flirt with. Eventually Cor came in world, and found the pillow, and .... played with it before i could give him directons, and ended up with it exploding all over. Which I didn't know till he got *really* upset at me giggling about the pillow, which I thought was going to be a lovely gift and a nifty thing, and demanded my presence, to help make sure he'd cleaned up all the are from the exploded pillow. Then he refused a hug and stalked off into the world to wander. Eep.
During much of the above chattering, I'd been in IM with the builder from the other night, talking about the fact that he'd been to a burial that day of an elderly relative, and was somewhat introspective. About the time taht Cor peremptorily demanded my presence, the Builder invited me to join him and a group of other people for conversation and bonhomie. I asked for a postponement; when Cor stalked off I asked if the invitation was still open, and was brought to that place.
I spent most of the rest of the evening conversing wtih the Builder, who is a teacher on that particular estate, a woman trainer, a piratical neko (with a dragon instead of a parrot) who is captain of their guard, and the two submissive girls kneeling among them. The conversation ranged from my job, to the etiquette thereof and in general, to piracy, to letters of marque, to I don't remember all; the Builder went to bed, and the pirate and I continued the conversation, with more and more of it turning to flirting. I let it progress to the point where I changed my outfit, from a sexy but relatively mundane bustier and skirt, to a set of gorean silks that are made such that another person can take off the pieces (except for the bra and panties). ( "What I want is your clothes. Off you." "Takes off her clothes, folds them neatly, and places them within his reach, smoothing her hand over the silks she is now wearing." "Cute effect, but not at all what I intended." "grin. shrug. smirk.") Eventually he figured out he could pull the pieces off -- all 8 of htem -- and I ended up kneeling at his feet, challenging him with, "Shall I give you my business card?"
I was, at that point, more or less saved by the bell; KA sent me a message saying there was a girl who wanted to be hired. So I took my leave and went to go hire the girl, with KA shadowing me, but the simulator region of the brothel crashed. Got back inworld, crashed again. Got back inworld, and this time my *viewer* crashed.
So I went to bed.
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Tuesday evening I woke up to find out that people ahd been panicking -- I had no less than five different people wondering where I was, cause I (gasp) WASN'T ONLINE! Yes, I'd been offline from about 0200 SLT to about 1200; sirthundermoon had even tried calling my phone, and I wasn't answering. It's remarkable to find one so wanted, and awe-inspiring to have people worried, and a little exasperating also. Le sigh.
I also found out that the skypillow sale was still going on and the owner was in store giving out gift cards. So I bounced over there to find that someoen from the Lucky Chair group was DJing; the owner was giving out discount cards for future purchases, and the DJ was giving out $250 linden gift cards. *AND* they wanted you to join the update notice group to make sure you got info on any time they issued an update to the scripts in their furniture.
I pulled Boby there. I pulled Colyn there. I pulled sirthundermoon there. I started pulling people from the Avalon group there. I pulled enough people there that the store greeter who had shown up and taken over when the owner had to go back to RL gave me a $1000 linden giftcard, as a htank you for apparently the 8 people who had come in on my behest and bought the freaking pillow.
I rock.
Sirthundermoon talked to the owner and got a landmark to take him to the place where they get their animation objects; he went there and found some stuff for the items he wants to build. Someone else there, who decideed they didn't want to buy anything but recognized my name from the Lucky Chair group gave me their 250 gift card.
Dude.
Eventually I logged out because I had to take my RL son to RL dance; I brought my laptop along, and sat in the dunkin donuts and logged back in on their WIFI and kept going, mostly with convo and chattering in the brothel. Around 8pm the tuesady dance started, and around 8:30 the boychild had come down from dance, eaten his snakc, and we were ready to leave, so i logged out again, came home, and ate dinner in the dining room with my husband without getting back into SL. Gasp! shock! I was offline!
When I did get in-world, sirthundermoon grabbed me and pulled me to teh Gorean town he's built and I'm supporting, and showed me what he'd done with the animations for bathign that he'd gotten -- bathing oneself, and bathing another. We talked about the fact taht Boby had expressed a wish, a hope, taht maybe someday he could get taken to a foot-worship party -- sirthundermoon had found foot massage poses, and built a chair that he gave me such that I might be able to fulfill my slave's wish. sirthundermoon rocks.
Just about then the Piratical Neko IM'ed me, sending teasing and flirts. Since he had mentioned that, as a pirate, he rarely bought things, instead just *taking* what he wanted, I had told him at the time that if he chose not to seek me at the brothel then he would be required to talk to my master. I've told that to any number ofpeople, and nothing has ever happened; since he then chose to IM me, I decided that giving Master a head's up that someone might be approaching him woudl be a good plan.
Unfortunately, this exploded into a fight. I don't care to give the details here; it effectively lasted for the next 14+ hours, and required wolfdancerkysh to start translating and mediating for us. No sleep was involved; I did succeed in keeping my appointment wtih MusicMan, and did a creditable acting job of teaching him how he will obey even my slightest, least commanding request, just because I'm The Dominant. I basically fucked him and bit him and refused him permission to orgasm, for not quite 90 minutes. whee.
He IM'ed me later to say that he'd found a washable marker, and marked on his chest where I'd bitten him, and was going to wear the marks all day. Well then; ok.
After the argument with sirthundermoon reached some form of resolution, and he'd gone off into RL, I took a nap -- I had an 8pmSLT appointment with someone. I was awake in good time, only to have the person fail to show. I talked to another man who, for three weeeks, had a 9:30pm appointment with me, who had gone offgrid completely for 10 days, only to be told taht he wasn't quite up to anything interesting yet, but to please keep him in mind. I got a message from Music Man saying that he wouldn't be around Thursday morning, as he is trying to not go through money at such a rate with me -- he's effectively paying me about $15-20 usd per session -- so that he can continue to have sessions with me for a longer period of time. I talked with Boby, I talked with Colyn, I didn't talk much with wolfdancerkysh who'd been out freebie hunting one fo the valentines' day hunts. I don't actually remember what all I did.
There ended up being a bit of a personality explosion in the Gorean town, over some points of Gorean etiquette, wolfdancerkysh, and the kennelmistress. It turned out to be much more of an issue as it came out that the kennelmistress is someone sirthundermoon knows in RL who had been starting to talk to him about possibly playing wiht him RL. This woman has taken this personality explosion into RL now, and sirthundermoon is upset; wolfdancerkysh is upset, and it's now my turn to try to figure things out.
Wheee.
sirthundermoon called me up last night; after talking his upset out, some; telling me about this woman, some; bitching about computer issues, some; he finally decided to play with me. Y'all don't need to knwo the details of that. :) I got back online after he went to bed, talked iwth Colyn a bit, had a minor bit of drama thereby that got resolved, went back into teh brothel and started acutally having a male interact wtih me, only to realize taht I was falling asleep between dancing poses. SL sent out an in-world announcement htat Maintenance Was Happening -- which made logging in impossible, teleporting imposible, money transactions impossible, and just about doing anything else impossible. So I "crashed" -- i killed the viewer window -- and went to bed.
And have now spent about 2 hours writing this up. I'm heading in-world to get to the dance event. See y'all there...