I posted an ad. Among the things the ad says:
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I just read **Mandi**'s blog on this same topic, and thought I should write my own too!

How I used to be.
When my thoughts about submission were being driven solely by fantasy (and reading... lots of reading) I would think of someone who without thought for my happiness commanded me to do what they wished. I would do it, all of it, but without any joy in my heart. At least that is how the fantasy went. I don't know that I believed I would ever really have the chance to realize it,...

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Next he told me to bend over on my hands and knees and spank my ass with the cane 50 more times. Getting from my back to my knees without closing my legs at all was super awkward (I got off the cam for a little bit of that), and I accidentally jostled the pegs when I was about halfway up, and OUCH. Then, I got on my hands and knees again, legs spread, pegs and butt towards the camera, and did the spanks. At this point I had a pretty good pain high going and I am pretty sure...

This did not all fit in one blog, this is the first half:

Disclaimer: Deschut and I have been playing for a year now. Most of the things in this session are things that we have been working on for the entire time we have been playing together. This was by far the hardest session yet.

Why I am writing this:
This weekend is our one year anniversary, and this session was incredible, Deschut has never pushed me this hard, and I feel very proud of a few things in it, and...

365 days...
and approximately...

146,000 spanks

43,800 kiks

16,425 nice words*

10,950 hours of laughing

7,761km between us

3,600 naughty pictures

2,555 edges

1,460 hours bound

1,000 (number of times I think of you each day.)

565 tasks

336 emails

295 reports

270 days of denial

210 hours on webcam

200 nights of sleeping tasks

184 dead batteries

111 hours of fucking myself with the dildo

38 new toys.

9 limits dropped

6 (times I've cried)

3 bumpy days

1 punishment*

365 days of feeling protected, cared for and loved
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I used to be a lesbian.
Not just like “I kissed a girl, and I liked it!” But like a full on lesbian avenger, activist, “I am really really really gay.” kind of lesbian. I spent 20 years of my life in gay and lesbian bars, spoke to large crowds about what it is like to be gay.
I never really looked the part, but I sure did not want anything to do with a penis, and loved loved loved the women!
(and in case you are worried: this is not some like “christ cured me of my love for women”...

Hello. I have been kind of wanting to bookmark this for myself, and also, it was hilarious, so I thought I should link to it in my blog.

I would just paste the text of the ad in the blog... but the comments are a big part of why it was so funny, so here it is:

My fake S/M area ad.