So I have a little catching up too do, but this is what happened during the following adventure too the Houston S&M Ball this year.

3/31 – Left work at 8:00 PM and headed home, where I changed clothes and was on the road to OKC by 9

4/1 – 12:00 am, arrival to OKC – amazingly enough, I didn’t get lost in Broken Arrow this time! Talked for a bit, then too bed, however, didn’t go to bed till 1. Fondled, kissed a bit, got M’Lord a bit overworked, so was gotten up at around 2:30 for a forced BJ in the living room then back too bed. Not used to jewelry, gotta work on that. Makes it rather difficult too keep them from banging against the teeth. Was not really able to sleep. No lights, no sound, certainly not something that I am used too. I guess finally went to sleep and was awoken at 5:30 or so to get on the road. 5:30! I don’t get up at that time ever!! Ok, they got up earlier then me, but I did get up nonetheless. Packed up and we were on the road by 7. After a stop at the 7-Eleven for drinks, donuts and too top off the tank. We got on the freeway with another slave driving. Called Cage to check in on her, played an April fool’s joke on her about wrecking the jeep. She wasn’t happy at first, but laughed, called me a bitch and giggled some more. We stopped in Ardmore for potty break and discussed the dynamics of the relationship.

10:00 am – Dallas – stop off at a wholesaler to pick up stuff for retail. Was lots too see and drool over there. Was in and out pretty quick with those flashlight ‘opti-floggers’, knives, finger rings and BB Guns. Ended up with a box of stuff by the time we were done that we had to find a way to shove into the already overly packed van and then we were back on the road. Again we went. 45 S to Houston bound.

12:15 am – stopped in Buffalo for gas then off to Sonic for a bite to eat. Burgers, tots and cokes for sis and me, lemonade, rings and a chicken fried steak toaster for M’Lord. Stuff it in and off we go again.

1:30 – At a cruising altitude of 75 mph, the drive is pretty calm. Sis drives, M’Lord reads, and me, sleeping some, but just enjoying being here. So much has happened in the past few weeks that it is hard to imagine it. It is hard too put it all into words. I know that some things are always changing, but the way my life has been lately has been going so fast, and sometimes in so many different directions.

On a personal note – I hate the notebook that I got, too small. I write way too big and this is much too small of a thing. Discussed it with M’Lord and He agrees, so going to look at getting another soon. Of course, when mentioned that I would be writings the rules again in the front of it, smiled and was like ‘yeah, and?’ HAHAHA

Around 3 – arrived in Houston Northside and actually made it down 45 to 288 and to 610 loop to the arena for setup in a relatively quick time. I was still very nervous about the entire process of setting up and also doing the entire vendor process ordeal. This is not something that I am used to doing, not also the fact that I do not want to disappoint. We drove up into the building, right to where we were to setup and started to unload. What a process that is. This there, that there, over here, over there, price this, make sure that is there, setup this, create that, here oh my!!! I couldn’t believe all the things that go on. Somehow, 4 tables covered, racks setup and we were set at 5. A quick change of clothes from overalls into black pants and a black bustier. Black boots that were such a deal at Fashion Bug and I was ready to go. The other slave was ready shortly too, and so we were ready too vend! We were still discussing the hotel and giggling over our “porno palace” hotel. We should have realized something was up when M’Lord went to the desk to find out how much the rooms were and the lady asked how long He wanted it. How many hours? Yeah right – 2 nights at $50 a night and so we unloaded the van there of clothes and proceeded up too to Room 210. Now, the outside of the rooms/hotel was very clean. There was even a lady mopping the sidewalk. Small place, maybe 20 rooms total, but the outside was very clean. This was nothing, however, to the inside of the room.

We slide the key in, and in we walked into the perfect porno heaven. The carpet was a dark purple (drools) with Day-Glo strips, dots and cosmic designs. This looked like the carpet that is used in bowling alleys for Glow-Bowl. On one wall was a beautiful mural of an outside setting almost of landscaped trees and villas. The ceiling was covered in white puffy clouds, mirrored dresser, king size bed, microwave, DVD player, CD player, chairs, a table and mirrors and more mirrors. There was a mirror that covered the length of the wall next too the bed! How ironic, one can lay in the middle of the bed and watch someone taking a shower! Like someone was going to complain about that!

Showers, oh how good that felt and back to the arena we went for vending setup…

Vending! What a shocker! Not quite what I had expected at all. Then again, not sure what I was expecting. Buzzer things went well, as well as a few knives that we had picked up in Dallas. Smile and sell, that is the key to the game. Soon it was time to close up for the night. While HPEP had a play party (which they were nice and provided food for), the turn out was not quite what was expected. Here I was expecting too see hundreds of folks, and instead there was maybe like 100 tops. There were quite a few vendors. From Nipple Bling, to Grant from SMS, to Achella and her prego pooch to a mystery vendor that didn’t show up till Saturday evening in the space next too us. Even ladyshivers was there with her setup. It was fun to walk around and see all the different things that people were selling. Shame that my pocketbook doesn’t come with an unlimited budget as well, but it does, so that is how it went, look and see and drool, the move on too another.

One highlight of the evening, at least for me was, going to Slivers and M’Lord picked out a beautiful black leather collar that has a silver band on it. This was my first collar bought for me too wear. Now, I wear the one that I made, per specific orders that is made of chainmail, but this is different. This was used with a leash too, which seemed at sometimes too be almost too short, but I guess that is because I walk slow. With the bustier, I was able too wear it, the chainmail collar too and still hide stuff in my boobs. Sometimes it is amazing what one can find stuffed in there.

Soon it was time too close for the evening, and I have too admit that I was rather tired now. Adrenaline was depleting, but we went back too the room too crash as we had a few hours before we had too be back too vend again on Saturday. I swear, this event seems to be going way too fast for me! Nekkid in bed with the blacklight on and the room lit up with stars and cosmic galaxies, I fell asleep, wrapped up with M’Lord’s arms around me. Cold butt cheek at first, but it warmed up soon enough.

Somehow I have got to get better about actually writing things down as they happen. Yet there always seems to be so much to tell and yet not enough time to write it all down.

How is it that one can put into words everything that happens and experiences? Truth is, you can't. You can't really...

You can only put into words what you see. Attempting to find the right words of what one feels. Words...sementics. So with that, Part I has been done, and so here I sit trying to finish it. Part I was complete, and now is the following to a great adventure...one of many.

We wake up in the morning. 7ish. I swear, I so hate mornings. Give me a late sleep in and I am the happiest camper in the world. But, for some reason, at nine we are to start vending. Quick dress, freshening up, or attempt to look presentable and pretend we wouldn't rather be back snuggled in bed. Blue jeans with the black leather halter top with fringe. I like this top, it shows me how much I like how I am seeing my body. Changing but becoming more comfortable with it. Who I am, what I am and what I look like on the outside, but more importantly, what I look like on the inside.

So off we go, back to the 610 arena. Arriving after a quick stop for donuts and a few kolachies. Ya know? There are a few things that I miss about living up in Missouri. Crawfish, Jack-in-the-box, good Texas BBQ and kolachies. Guess that it is just one of those things you have to experience. But it was great to taste a bit of home.

So back at the Arena, we arrived before even the people were there to open the facility. Beverly and Grant were locked behind the fence still, and the other vendors were arriving shortly. Soon, the guy opened the doors and upstairs we went. Soon, after we settled in, we restocked a few things and we were back to business.

Most of the day was actually pretty uneventful. A person here or there would come by, but for the most part, it was calm. Over on the other side of the building you could hear the sounds of cracks as whip demos were going on. Of course, after that every person in the place was soon swinging and popping and cracking in sight.

Soon, a change into my now called "slave dress" and we were sitting awaiting the eventual crowd that just didn't ever seem to be that big of a crowd. It was great to talk with all the people. Met Shameless from KC-HOA and after a most interesting story of fisting someone with having to answer the door for the UPS man, it gave me a whole new perspective on being exposed. She also spoke of how much she enjoyed the BB Guns and how she couldn't wait to go to a future event with more. Shackles on again. How perfect they go with the dress, and how right they feel on. The good thing about them, unlike handcuffs, they do not pinch or even tighten up. Was able to visit a few of the various vendors from Nipple Bling who had a beautiful frog pendant, earring set, to the fairy/gypsy people. Which M'Lord bought sis and I some foot dangles from. They were more of a bracelet in which wrapped around the ankle and came down the top of the foot with a piece which came around and along the toe. This allowed it to literally look like foot charms shoes but with no bottoms. Sis had coins, and mine had bells. Either way, it made for quite a jingle.

The highlight of the evening? There was actually two that stand out with me:

One being when M'Lord and sis were being pulled around the 610 arena in a pony cart with two beautiful girls pulling the lead. Sitting back, riding high was them. Bells jingling, neighing and the clopclopping of the ponies were quite a sight to see.

The second event, well, words are hard to describe. The surprise vendor next to us had finally showed up. "CORE" Now, when you saw them, what you may have originally thought was that this was a group of punk or Goth kids. Instead, this was a troop of people who did fish hook suspensions as well as extreme piercings. On display during the evening show, within a circus theme, this troop put on a show. There was the man called the human pincushion. Using 12, 10 & 8 gauge needles, they placed so many needles in him that it was hard to keep track. It started with the cheek spear, moved to the chest and arms, then stomach and legs. They were placed in him very quickly and he hardly seemed to flinch. The ones were were placing them in him were "professionals", displaying quite an array themselves. They gave the warning of "Don't do this at home!" and also asked if anyone from the audience was interested in getting the nerve to try this. Now, sis was back at the vendors area, watching over the biz, and to be quite clear, I am pretty glad that she didn't watch. Little girls shouldn't watch some things, not to mention that I don't think she would have liked to see the next part. Somewhat queasy, but to be honest, quite enthralled, the next part of the show amazed me.

Two guys came out with 4 or 5 huge fish hooks into their shoulders across their backs. One guy was kinda tall, skinny, the other shorter and rolliepollie. They took rope, enlaced it into the hooks and raised both men up, each on one side of a beam. As one man was suspended in the air, the other was on the ground. Walking around in circles, faster and faster they went. One up flying, one walking. Up and down. Faster. Flying to the point of going over the audience in the air. At one point, the people were were assisting them gathered their feet and dangled from theirs. So what you had was each guy having another guy hanging onto their legs and flying right along with them. At this point in time, blood was starting to trickle down the backs and while mesmerized, I found myself at the same time getting sick to my stomach. Soon it was over, and afterwards, back at the vending area, asked how it felt. They said that they were all bandaged up, but felt very high. Of course, was sort of difficult to ask with a gag in, so had to write down to ask.

Soon it was time to leave as tomorrow would be packing up to go home. So many things happened, but the highlights were great, but even better was heading back to the porno palace, getting naked and falling asleep wrapped up with warm comforting arms under the stars painting in the sky.

The journey home!

Ever dreaded going home? Not so much because you hated going home, but because you didn't want to leave what you were doing. This is exactly how I felt. I woke up exhausted, but at the same time so relaxed. A quick shower and an attempt to shove everything back into the bags. I never realized how impossible it can be to shove everything back in. I think I can say that I pack way to much. But all in ways to make sure that I have everything I need.

Gathering everything up, we finally said goodbye to the porno palace for good. Back to the arena to pack up everything. Somehow it seemed a whole lot easier to pack it up then to set it up. So back shoving it into the van, boxes, tubs, tables, racks and even the mannequin. It actually fit in better this time around then previously. So it all fit in and soon we were driving the van back to Oklahoma bound. At least it was Sunday and there was very little traffic. After a stop at some point to eat, we were eventually on our way past Dallas. Me driving this time to give sis a break, and soon we were stuck in a bit of a traffic jam near the border. Soon, we came to a dead stop. Gotta love construction zones. M'Lord got the wonderful idea, let's go to the casino! $10 each and when done we were done. Sounds like fun. We parked at the Winstar, right across the border in OK. Quite a busy place, guess that is what happens when Texans don't have casinos, they go across the border. Parked and entered into a world of bells and more lights.

It was loud and quite overwhelming. But, play cards in hand, it seemed like no time that all coinage was spent and we were back in the sun walking our way through the parking lot to the van. Now, having known that I was in for what I was ahead, I don't think that I would have driven at all. But I did. We loaded back up and I pulled out of the space. I started forward then out of nowhere, this lady pulled straight out in front of me. M'Lord yelled "SHAULA STOP!", but it was to late. I ended up slamming on the brakes, but not fast enough. I ended up square off in a T with this van. After stopping and backing up M'Lord went out to talk with the lady. She was talking about how she wished her buddies were there, and and he suggested exchanging information, she declined and took off again. As soon as she was gone, we pulled off to the side to check the noises.

I was pretty shook up too be honest, so much so I kept saying I'm sorry over and over. I felt really bad about it all, and was more so when there ended up being a problem with the front left fender. But soon we were back on the road, not with me driving.

Soon, we were back in OKC and the next trip I would take would be the one that takes me eastern towards Joplin.

I do so hate driving alone, but more so after an event. Alone is just that, alone. Yes, wrapped around my neck is this chain, this reminder, but yet, no matter what...the drive home to Joplin can be the longest yet at the same time loneliest feeling that I can have.

Now, while this trip may seem like a lot, it was. But, nothing compared to what was yet to come...