I am the Big Idea

That last name that tune was way too easy. I had hoped it would be. Aside from my exhibitionist tendencies, I'd lose all hope for humanity if my average reader didn't know what clams on a half shell and roller skates had to do with one another.
Bent the whole world over and said...
Light bulb. This is a thing now. An every entry, until my attention span grows tired of it thing. I'll reference what I am listening to, and if you guess it right AND if you follow my OnlyFans I'll send you a free, bonus, exclusive pic. It'll give me an opportunity to work on my subtility.
This is not the promised nude. I haven't taken the first nude selfie of 2020. The mood just hasn't struck me yet. It'll be soon, hold your breath.  I love when a subbie is all blue around the edges.

I managed to distract myself there. With the light bulb, not my legs as hot as they may be. For real, that idea sparked as I was typing and asking myself if it would be too vulgar and/or too obscure to use beat the pussy up call peta...he wanna eat up the caesar instead of the quote I went with above.  I was intending a perfectly innocent post to share my agenda for the next couple weeks, engaging your imagination was an accident.

Speaking of accidents, that is a thing I did intend to share. I am still in need of a body shop.It is becoming embarrassing. No not driving my car with a boo-boo, idgaf about cars. Did I ever share that story? I use to drive this really rough whip. I was out with this boy I was totally trying to seduce and I explained, when riding in my ugly car one should wear really nice sunglasses & pretend they are someone fabulous. That I was currently pretending to be Marilyn Monroe, then I asked who he wanted to be. He responded with well I guess I am whomever is sleeping with Marilyn Monroe. We hadn't yet at that time btw, ya tipped your hand there Mr President. The state of my car doesn't embarrass me. That I am a goddamn dominatrix, with an inbox full of people with penises claiming they'd do anything to please you Goddess, and I can't seem to get a recommendation much less a volunteer, that is embarrassing.
Agenda sharing, stay focused Cassidy. So it seems I may be cancelling Vegas. I am so disappointed by this. Maybe the universe will send a different message at the last minute, I love a last minute change of plans. Right now though a couple vanilla things have suggested that I should hang locally this month.
With that being the case, I will be attending several local events. There are a couple munches, essentially one a week. I can't yet keep track of which ones are cool to promote publically and which would prefer only word of mouth invitations. It's one of the significant ways the scene here differs from New England. Protecting the locations of public events so as to protect those attending was just not a thing back home, here it is. So rather than accidentally disclose one that would prefer not to be, reach out privately if you wish to meet me at an event. These are not vetted events. I should probably define what a munch is, shouldn't I? But I don't want to, you have Google don't you?
A few munches, one demo and I hope to hit that club I like or to find a new one, a closer one. There will be some significant content creating this month, kicking off in about a week. Want to be a part of it? Of course you do, and there are options for how you can be. Once I turn my attention to content, there will be no one on one sessions unless you agree to being in my content. Don't panic, this isn't likely to be forever this time, this is a trial run of a couple weeks I imagine. But it is a trial run of the direction I wish to go, if you have been hoping to serve me but have been too shy to come forward, I suggest you put some pep in your step. So allowing your scene with me to be filmed is one option. The second is you can pretend to be a producer, or a set designer or ya know whatever role you take in your movie star fantasy. This is my current WISHLIST. It ranges from very modest tokens of your thoughtfulness to a camera to create higher quality content. About half of the items are things I have such special ideas for, the other half are the things I guess Santa thought I was too naughty to leave under my tree. Gifts from my wishlist, if you wish, will be responded to with my thanks in whatever content I use them in. Of course if you prefer to remain anonymous, I will protect your privacy as I always have. The final way to be a part of my universe, subscribe to my OnlyFans. I am so excited to finally really kick off this project. Right now is a bit of an exploratory phase, because of that I am open to ideas. If you are showing support for this project, I will entertain special requests.

There is just one more thing I wished to share in this post. Do it Cass, commit to it in virtual ink. Appealing to a wide audience is a valid business strategy when one is focused on quantity. I am, I have always been authentic. As someone who entered the community as a professional first and later, much more recently than you may imagine, explored it from a lifestyle pov I have kept my more personal and sometimes dissenting opinions out of my public voice. I am blessed to no longer be terribly concerned about the quantity of engagements I have. I am far more interested in the quality now. It is my intention to begin sharing some of my more personal opinions here. You'll want to watch for those posts.

The Clock Keeps Turning Why Hesitate

You silly fool, you can't change your fate. 

100 cool points and the first nude snap of the year if you can name what's spinning while I type. I heard it on the ride home from Massachusetts the other day and declared it would be the official theme song of 2020. 

What a perfect and amazing trip. 

I'll drop more hints. I am awful at surprises, and besides you know I am an exhibitionist. I am looking for a reason to send you the first nude snap of the year. 

Must put an end to the stress and strife...

2019 was hard. 

Like how hard it is to convey an idea while maintaining the separation between Kink and Vanilla is hard. I have a go-to example for when a thing is hard but so beyond worth it, but it wouldn't be approp to nod to it here.   

It is hard to snap your fingers and type. I don't think that conveys it as well. 

Rumor has it, it's getting late. Time marches on, just can't wait

2019 was awe inspiring. 

We want the best, we won't settle for less   

Last week I reviewed 2019's goals with my top. Nailed them all, of course. Well, except one related to numbers. My aim swerved on the target I set for my finances, swerved really wide. 

I hit every single goal I set for myself while also earning less than I had logically predicted. Calling that a win. 

If I start this over one more time a small army is going to declare mutiny at Castle Cassidy.

Our new state of mind

the.name.of.the.song.is.stated. right.here

let's get together, how about a quarter to 10. 

come tomorrow let's all do it again 

New goals have been set for 2020. Color-coded, bulleted lists have been written in many notebooks. 

There's a top secret thing, I will be announcing so very soon. OK maybe I leaked it a little on Fet, go find it if you're impatient & have an account. 

There will be some rearranging of my trip schedule again. I have the sads about it, but I trust the universe knows where I should be & when I should arrive. 

But the top of the 2020 Goal List, is remembering this is what I have worked for, these are the good times. 

Quickly because I still need to Pack

It's Monday. It's raining. I have a 12 hour car adventure planned in about 48 hours. There are lists that need to be written. I am going to see some of my most favorite people. I am destined to meet new cool people. And I will have all of the people I created myself in the same space at the same time.
Little more vanilla sharing than I am normally inclined to do, but it stays. It's the sentence that most verifies how very blessed I am.

There's no need to recap the minor setbacks and snafus of last week. Last week is o-v-e-r, today is Monday. All hail Monday.
Truth be told, I am feeling just a wee bit under the gun to put it all together and pull it all off. Of course the bigger truth is that I really like that pressure of the imaginary deadlines I create.
This post was intended to be written last Thursday, posted today. I was intending to leave for my adventures tomorrow, not Wednesday. Packing would have happened yesterday. Picnic basket packing would be happening now. I love picnic basket packing. I love each of those words individually and exponentially when we put them all together. Picnics are the best, baskets are so pretty & pragmatic, and packing is the precursor to adventures.
Remember I was asking you if you want to come along with me in the last post? Remember how I have been saying things are going to be changing? Let me refresh you, this is the Cassidy show all day every day. I'm teasing. I'm not really that much of an ego maniac but I am, for real, approaching things differently. This will be one of the first manifestations of it. Shh, all that excitement above, even way cool badass dominatrix sometimes have to bounce off a little nervous energy when they're about to try a new thing.

There are things that need to be done. There is more on my plate than I wish to consume. I have had boys pay to drink my bath water, certainly a bite off my plate is even more appealing?
Virginia bottoms, it is so last minute (see above when I mentioned snafus) but my car is in need of a quick once over before I embark on my adventures. A simple vacuuming and fluid check, I know it is mechanically up for the trip. Ideally a subbie will step forward from those who have already sessioned with me here. However, if we have a shared friend within the local scene who is willing to vouch for you, I will grant an audience to a new-to-me bottom.
New England bottoms, it is your lucky day.
While in Massachusetts I intend to have: fried clams from McMenamy's, hamburg pizza from Linwood's and a steak & cheese from D'Angelos.  Those who wish to enjoy my company may arrange lunch with me. If you're one of my shy fans, you may show your thoughtfulness and send a gift card for one of those.  Lunch could be coupled with a spa day if any of my sissy subs in Mass wanted to do a girls day together. I also require an escort for at least one event. Your responsibilities will include carrying my gear, availability to bottom or assist in any scene I opt to engage in and general attentiveness to my needs.Your rewards will include spending downtime with me and my friends, aka the coolest people in the New England scene, and the opportunity to appear in my holiday content. The event that is set in stone is Aqua's private holiday party in NH, I will see to your vetting, on Friday, December 13th. There are two other events that I may attend, shoot me a message if you wish to be considered.

There are a couple other ways you may be able to engage with me during this trip. I wish to create content with themes of tickle torture, and  foot worship with extreme CBT and/or trampling. I still need to tackle holiday shopping, which everyone who pays attention knows how much I hate. A sub with masochistic tendencies to accompany me to the mall/maul would be so helpful. 
Following me on all of my online platforms will insure that you are kept abreast of changes to my schedule, live broadcasts at events, as well as sneak peek and full version sharing of the content I create alone and with my friends.

Virtual Spaces

Only Fans  exclusive content, R-XXX, updates daily

Streamate Cam  Live broadcasts several times a week

Be Thoughtful: December Wishes

email: cassidycream15@gmail.com

Fetlife: MistressCassidy

Twitter: Cassidy Cream

Insta: CassidyCreamV2

Snap: cassidycream

KIK: Mistresscassidycream

Interview: Your Kinky Friends