I was going to say a lot more, but a picture is worth a thousand words. This year’s march was much like the one from 2005, above, except this time I was in chains and jeans instead of ropes and khakis. Happy Pride. :)
Oh hey, guess what? A friend of mine pointed me to some more photos of myself and Eileen from around the web that she found. Here’s another, of the parade a few days ago, taken when Eileen and I were taking a short break from all the whip cracking for a sip of water and diet coke:
And hey, yet more pictures are cropping up. Here’s another of my back this year:
Okay, I know I keep updating this entry with more links to photos, but that’s ‘cuz they keep appearing. Here is a gallery with a number of additional photos of me and Eileen. Enjoy. :)
June 25th, 2007 at 9:54 am
Happy pride, indeed.
June 26th, 2007 at 2:31 am
very very nice… beautiful marks. thank you for sharing!
June 27th, 2007 at 5:54 am
I like your belt
July 12th, 2007 at 10:13 pm
Lovely pix!
(couldn’t make those last links work, thought)
Ms160
Ms160s Abode
FetishLore
July 12th, 2007 at 11:23 pm
Looks like the final gallery changed their links around. Oh well. Thanks the compliments.
July 13th, 2007 at 6:44 pm
Dude, has your skin ever seen daylight? Like, in person and not rendered, I mean.
July 13th, 2007 at 9:52 pm
lol, Tom! Daylight? What is this thing you speak of?
August 3rd, 2007 at 1:59 pm
Dang, you’re pretty. I wanna mark someone up like that!
August 3rd, 2007 at 2:38 pm
“Dang, you’re pretty. I wanna mark someone up like that!“
::blush:: Thanks….
The marks had faded a bit by the time the parade rolled around, which is too bad. Some of the remarks I got with even faded marks were hilarious. I would have loved to hear the remarks I might have gotten with fresh ones.
August 5th, 2007 at 5:13 pm
Those are gorgeous marks - I am quite envious and really wanting to get myself marked up again now!
xx Dee
October 11th, 2007 at 12:37 am
[...] had the distinct pleasure of telling D. that I had seen Eileen give May similar marks in my own living room, and that May was probably singing for joy. Once it became more apparrent [...]