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This is a post about the benefits of kink. Shock horror.
I did a spot of kink at the weekend. Nothing major at all, but it did me so, so much good and clearly IC is the place to post my ruminations.
For over 3 weeks now I've been doing twice-daily injections for IVF treatment, and having internal scans and blood tests every 2 days (I even had a scan on Sunday). I'm sick to the back teeth of it. It's a miracle, I'm very lucky it's possible - and all that. But it felt so strange to sit there at the start, with a bag stuffed full of syringes and needles and goodness knows what, perfectly healthy, and feeling like a drug addict. I hated needles then; I'm quite used to them now and would consider a spot of needle-play, I think - so that's a nice little spin-off.
Anyway, a partner and I had planned a couple of days of kink for this weekend. It was scheduled ages back so as to include a pony-play event: we'd booked a local Travel-lodge room for the night before and attendance at a kinky club night. I explained at the start of this week that I was feeling about as sexual as a washing-up bowl, and equally kinky, but we agreed we'd go ahead anyway and just take it very gently.
It was so good to see him again. He's a precious friend apart from anything else. I had to do 2 lots of injection in the loo at London Bridge station, which I hated, but it was OK in the end (as things pretty much always are). Nice little tootle out to Kent on the train. Arriving at the motorway Travel-lodge was a laugh - the receptionist asked for our registration and seemed frankly amazed when we said we had no car, and my partner told her we'd come to watch the M2 for a couple of days 
I really enjoyed the club night. We saw TrainerBryan getting ponygirlvelvet tacked up in the darkening twilight - I could just see the plumes on her head against the last of the light in the sky. We met her partner too, very French! So life seemed quite glamorous.
The club was well attended and friendly. I watched quite a lot of play, including my partner with others which is so good to see because I'm a useless top and have never managed to switch with him successfully. I was shy about watching at first but he is so stunningly beautiful and good as a sub, it's a waste not to look! I enjoyed all of the evening very much.
Next day we had a lovely lazy lie in (there was a bath, and a sofa in the room, which wasn't noisy - and very good value). Went over to Costa for a sneaky coffee (I've been off caffeine recently), and then back to the club at midday for the pony event.
This was brilliant fun. Bryan very kindly tacked me up this time, and then I had the chance to be in a pair-sulky with Velvet which was great. A bit later on I began to get cold and because it's important for me not to get tired at the moment, I decided to get dressed again and have a rest. The rest of the afternoon I spent with a super pony - known to me as Mr Zebra because he was in a black and white stripy suit. We zoomed around together in the jousting: my ineptitude no match for his speed but he was very good company even so.
I came away feeling - ironically - more fully human.
