Mistress Cassidy is a Professional...

She can do things you can't do.
Were you a fan of or did you create fans of Curious George? I loved that disclaimer. George is a monkey, he can do things you can't do. I personally heard it as a challenge not a warning, but all the same, clever disclaimer.

Did I mention how right before the universe went all wonky, I got to see my top? Oh, did I really mention it 100 times already? Sorry, I am prone to repetition.

In the alley over by the curb he said tell me what's your name, she only said the words again and it started to rain.

There's such a big hint, but still I don't think any of my readers are astute enough to catch the reference. Prove me wrong, I double dog dare ya.

I want to share the story. Also, I want to hold the moment private. I wish there were pictures. Also, I'd never ever share them. I don't think I appeared all that sexy. Can't have that, well except when I can in these so terribly rare moments.

No one else was watching her, she didn't seem to care. So over and over she said the words until he could take no more. 

I edited the last post after I posted it. Only one person saw the original. My perception is biased, I wrote it, but I think the spot where the record skips is blatantly obvs.
I said a thing I question the ethics of saying out loud. Mistress Cassidy is a professional, she can do things you can't do.

The songs a year old, and it had been playing for months when he walked in the place...

I think it was in January when he sent the pictures. The message with it was short, to the point. I want to see you in something like this pet. He doesn't often make requests of me. He's busy. I am busy. He's pragmatic. I have a handful of very simple standing directives, we touch base when we can, and 99% of my universe spins with his influence touching all of it and his presence completely absent. I love the moments when he makes a small request of me.

There's a long story that would explain why, it doesn't matter. He asked me to do a thing, I intended to do a thing, but in the end I did not do the thing. I forget sometimes how it works on the other side of the flogger. Mistress Cassidy follows through on what she says she will do with oh 97.5% accuracy. On the rare occasion I do not, a sub can get right over it. I am busy. My plate is full. I am a top, it is my prerogative to not do a thing even if I said I would. My 97.5% accuracy is about my ocd nature, not about my obligations to you. You are fortunate to serve a top with such a compulsion. Inquire how else you may lighten my day on that rare occasion I do not do a thing I said I would do.
Mistress Cassidy did not do a thing, then she stepped off the porch of the magical little cottage in the woods to hug and greet her top, and she was spun around and reminded, rather intensely that in this space she is not Mistress Cassidy and not doing as one is told has consequences. 

 I'm going to share the story. You want to hear it, don't you? Either I am going to go live on OnlyFans, and share it bedtime story style, possibly with reenactments of some moments that would be better with a visual aid. Or I am going to share it in installments. Create some photos to serve as our visual aids, and tell it one paragraph at a time, which is all OnlyFans allows for word based erotica. Watch for it, I'm not committing to when it'll be done, only that it will be done.

Let's Overshare

It's a thing I do.
It's a thing I love to do.
Exhibitionist, I feel like I have mentioned that once or twice.
You should look at me. I am not this bright and beautiful so that I might fade away unseen.
I am, in my best moments, that full of myself. Not every moment is my best, but I do have more of those moments than not-those-moments.
I love OnlyFans. I have said that once or twice here too I think.
I follow, for free, many creators on OnlyFans. And I, an attractive woman with no shortage of would-be suitors, pay for porn (typically, I prefer to make that sound more refined & say erotica)  that I enjoy, thoroughly, on OnlyFans.
Now I have shared all these wholesome, silly, things that turn me on before. I love striped shirts. I have a thing for driving. I love teeth that are just shy of perfect, Bowie's original set not the replacements that came later.
Know what else I like? Hmm- am I really going to say such things here? My fingers are dancing, and I think I just might. Let's not scare the new explorers, let's just say my tastes lean to the intense.
I like erotica that mimics what I like. Don't we all? I like authentic looking, extreme play, between real looking people. Who are...completely, totally, absolutely, there is no question about it, into what they are doing. What I need or the moment is worse than gone, is knowing, absolutely everyone present choose to be there.
I do not doubt the numbers related to trafficking. In no way do I intend to minimize the seriousness and aprehensible nature of it. As a professional in the adult industry the contempt I hold for those who invade my community and engage in deplorable things I suspect is higher than average. As a professional in the adult industry for almost 30 years, I have probably met around a thousand other adult workers. I know a couple hundred currently. I have never met someone who was here against their will. Fuck, I have known & worried about dozens who have left the industry reluctantly when they met their Mr Right.
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I gave two of my besties free subscriptions to my OnlyFans last night. I have given away quite a few follows this week. Now this isn't because I am independently wealthy or allergic to being paid for my work. But because I have now seen how obscure OnlyFans is to those outside of the creator-invested hobbiest matrix. Neither of my friends are vanilla, hello they're my friends. Despite seeing my promotions of it, they were both not quite sure how it worked or if it would be a forum that had things for them. It is not exclusively BDSM themed content, I'd say BDSM creators are in the minority actually.  There is content to match most fantasy wishlists, and the ability to interact with creators to request, suggest, or beg for, if that's your thing, what you're hoping to find. 

Are you an adult? Do you have some adult fantasies? Are you kind of trapped right now with too much time on your hands? But also with too much on your mind? Wanna check out for an hour or two? Want to have a little private time in a completely safe manner with creators who love whatever it is you've imagined more times than we can count? 

Now it's a little tricky to just find the creator match for you. OnlyFans isn't like other social media sites. What you can do though is pop on Twitter or Fetlife. Instagram doesn't like OnlyFans so remember: fuck Insta & their Judgy McJudgerson face. Pop on Twitter or Fet, search for OnlyFans, then when you access any collection of creators, browse their posts. When you find the one or many that speak to you, follow their links and subscribe to their accounts. Here, let me give you some insider hints. Smash the heart on the posts you like, comment on the ones you really like. Did you cum? You dirty boy, you naughty girl, tip the performer now. It is what let's us know what our viewers enjoy. Obviously everything we are putting out are things we enjoy, things we want to share. But at the end of the day my love of Bowie's mouth can stay in my private spank bank, if what you most want to see & hear about is that time my top said, get in the fucking car.  I will not feel even a little bit put out if you ask me to replay that moment again and again.

I have a present for you. I don't remember how many are left on that link. But a couple of you can check out my OnlyFans for free with that link for 7 days. I'm toying with creating 50 or 100, 1 day free access codes. So if you catch this week long one, you're so lucky & perhaps you should play the lottery today too.
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And to my readers who are creators also. Thank you for hanging til the end, I know you are busy. I've floated a couple ideas that haven't found ports yet. This is a thing, I've probably said it to you before. Our audiences do not know how to find us. They don't get how the site works. We need to promote together, and we need to educate our fans. I don't have to be the director, although it is a role I know well. I am more than happy to give my energy to the ideas you have for getting our brands to our fans. This is a challenging time, absolutely. But challenges are not a thing to shrink from, they are when we are called to grow and become better.

Science is Magic with Defined Borders

I hope this post finds everyone in good spirits and good health. It has been a challenging couple weeks, hasn't it?
It's Monday and it is raining. My favorite combination. Today when I heard it though my first thought was: oh but almost everyone else on the planet hates this combination. Normally the opinions of others just do not concern me, narcissist or a healthy mindset when one is naturally inclined to be eccentric, also defined by your opinion that I have already explained isn't usually of consequence to me. 
There's a story behind why I love Mondays. There's a long version that starts like 30ish years ago. There's a super quick Insta post version, variations of: If you love your job, Monday is the best day of the week. There's not a linear story about why I love rain, but I could go on and on for years giving you examples of magic that happened while it rained. At the end you'd likely get it, you'd likely agree, I'd love the rain too if I had that many great memories associated with it.
The story about Mondays is true, my many stories about the rain are true, perhaps lightly seasoned by time. You know what else is true? Shit things have happened on Mondays too. Awful things I prefer not to dwell on or ever revisit. Sometimes the rain is miserable. I've ever locked myself out of my house, dressed inappropriately for the weather (that's a thing I do often), and been soaked through while trying to jimmy open a window.
It has been a challenging couple weeks for everyone. It will get better or it will get worse. Both better and worse are opinions. Even if there were unanimous agreement, they would not transmute into facts. Besides we could never achieve unanimous agreement, there are people out there who don't like cake.
I hope that the Moon's day gives you a fresh perspective on whatever has subtracted from your comfort. I hope the universal solvent that is pouring down here, washes away anything that you wish removed from your universe. If it isn't raining with you, your hand washing will serve. 

Tits on a Bull, Panic and Other Things without Value

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Your big sister promo'ing you on her adult sites can be ackward

Before this is over I may overshare. 

What? Not you Cass, you're normally so quiet and keep to yourself. 

Did you get your giggles out? Good, let's focus now.

 

For real, good. Everyone seems to have lost their gd mind, laughing should give you a little serotonin boost and your immune system appreciates it.

 

Also for real, there is much I do not share. Mistress Cassidy, Cassidy Cream, they're talkative, excitable, let's just do this already, characters. They are natural extensions of myself, but Denise is much quieter and reserved than her public faces. 

A few weeks ago a chain of events began. I was in a place of if this happens I will do that, and if that happens I will do this. That well describes my approach to life in general. While I talk about and live outside of the main-stream, I do my best to flow with the currents of my stream. So the this-es that happened lead to the decision to put all my worldly possession in storage, pack some gear, some clothes and the precious cargo we do not discuss in adult spaces but everyone knows I have; and follow my bliss while I considered the possibilities.

 

I am so grateful that over the past couple months Dahlia went on this Youtube University kick, and began daily sending me podcasts, Ted talks and assorted interesting clips. Everyone on the internets may have known who Seth Godin was since the dawn of time. I heard him say consider the possibilities like a month ago. It's still fresh in my mind. My mind is a busy place, freshness has a special value. 

How blessed am I to have a friend who vibes at a near match frequency. Who intuits what I will need before I will need it.

 

I choose the filters I see my reality through. There is a filter I could snap on here that would read much differently. It would be a tangled mess, the editing would leave much to be desired and neither of us would enjoy it. 

Now I am a sadist. I'm not terribly concerned about your enjoyment, but I will have mine.

 

Dahlia also re-introduced me to Abraham & Esther Hicks. I jumped out of a plane without a parachute, it'll be over soon. Actually that's so completely inaccurate I am contemplating backspacing it. It doesn't look like a parachute, that's more accurate and I'm totally winging the analogies here.  It doesn't look like a parachute- maybe it is a quick inflate bounce house, maybe it is a raft, or maybe it is a jet pack. Who cares?  If it is a rock it'll be over soon and if I have nothing tangible of value, I know how to duck and roll. 

I really wanted to share the dick hands story, but I couldn't find a smooth transition. Oh well, come back for the next post maybe that's the right spot for it. 

There's a Fet Post  I enjoyed writing you may wish to check out. Again, must be a Fetlife member to read things there. Their rules, not mine.

I've also extended my intro special on https://onlyfans.com/cassidycream I am hardcore in love with OnlyFans. Not just as a creator, I love the concept. I love that I can support creators who are making the erotica I enjoy, and know absolutely they are creating out of passion and joy. The level of access and interaction is brilliant. Do you enjoy porn without a side dish of human trafficking? Buy direct from adult performers and creators. And if you can't tell the difference between someone who loves what they are engaged in and someone who doesn't, I bet there's a video on Youtube University that can explain it to you. I don't have time to explain how pupils dilate, and blood flow increases, I have to decide where my bliss is calling me to follow and I must pack.     

I am uploading daily to my OnlyFans while on this adventure. For weeks I had been saying, if only I had the peace & quiet to really focus on Only Fans. Sorry, I didn't know this is how the universe would deliver my wishes, but it does always deliver. 

Loungin'

What do you love? 

I'm taking some artistic liberties with the throwback obscure song of the day.

Yo B, why you leave your honey all alone with me? 

It's not quite accurately where I am vibing from, it's close though. And who doesn't love LL? 

I wanna lounge wit you 

There's where I am. The creeping, OPP, snatching someone's honey is way too possessive for this moment. But I do, 

do what I gotta do.

Right now what I gotta do is lounge here in this cozy little cottage, straight out of a story book with a dogwood lined lane, and ask myself what do I love. What matters to me. There are far more challenging ways one might spend a Thursday afternoon. Gratitude, that matters. 

Perception, that matters to me. My perception only. What others think of me is none of my business. That's in part a RuPaul quote. Acknowledging the lessons I have been fortunate enough to receive, that matters. While credit matters, application matters more. 

What do you love? You should engage it more often. As often as you possibly can.  

 

What's next Cassidy? 

How fortunate am I to be able to say, fearlessly, I have no idea. 

 

With Yellow Feathers in Her Hair

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