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Memory Lane
In Second Life, we (DSF) just finished a month long endeavor at the SL21B with an Exhibit Site at the 21sr Second Life Birthday Celebrations that was impressively put together. Yes, there were a few hiccups along the way, some melt-downs, some losses, but overall, it was a pleasant experience. That night was the closing party, and as I danced and interacted with the various members, I got lost in the process, a huge thing for me, for someone who rarely does. How did that happen?

It is odd really when I think about it.

Beginning of 2024, I was bobbing along the official roads of SL in the Adult Zindra Continent what seems like eons ago, since I owned land there, exploring SL being something I love to do. Mainland, Linden waters, land, air ... I walk them, hop on passing pods, try to right click and sit into other passing vehicles, that may turn into Balloons, and engage in what I call hop-on-hop-off exploring. I have seen things, and I mean really, seen things, experiences so much, met so many people from all over the world along the way.

This fateful day it was no different.

I walked and stopped, I saw something that caught my eye. I would be hard pressed today to explain what it was, but once I took a step off the road and onto the parcel, I saw the name "Divine Sadism Femdom". Well, as you might imagine that made me go "ooo" and I just had to see what some funky man came up with to draw traffic. Imagine my surprise when, after a few minutes exploring "downstairs", I used the teleporter, choosing "landing", coming face to face with a pig avatar. A pink one.

The name above the head said "Models" and it spoke. No animesh, these non-human funky avatars that people use to show dots on a map and draw traffic, but a real person in a small pink avatar. It was not obvious if it was male or female, but that did not matter. The interaction was informative, pleasant, humorous, I was there for hours just talking to this greeter.

Its a male.

I did find out that it was a male pig and how he got himself into his pink pig predicament. Eventually it was time to go, but I promised to return. I did a few times. He always seemed present, greeting, ready to converse, always so very polite and deferential to me. I wanted to get to know more from this Femdom sim called "DSF" that produced or had the likes of him. And I did. He was the starting point. He showed me manners that are so lacking in SL. This just had to be a great Femdom sim, if they were able to have members like Models, right?

I attended discussions, meetings when invited, attended some dances, socialized with other Femdoms and assorted s-types. Everyone was so very welcoming without jockeying for position, or trying to highlight who was better than another. How was that possible? In 2024? In SL? In an environment that has shown me over the years that collaboration among Femdoms was not something I ever wished to engage in again after the OWK or Dominion?

The concept

Collaborative is the elusive and operative word, and at DSF it works. I took to DSF like a duck to water, in large part because of its people, its members. DSF showed me that yes, it can work. Its not perfect since there are voice verified humans behind the avatars, but it functions almost like a well oiled machine. I personally believe that is due in large part because these women are mostly mature and experienced enough to recognize when it is time to talk, assert oneself, or take a step back and let the collective do its magic.

The s-types, of all genders, walks of life, personalities and cultural influences, seem to be able to function at their best under the light the "Divines" shine, and the s-types reflect back. A Mirror. We see who we are through who they are at our feet, with them, if we care to look. And we look. The Divines are almost like a "Point Light", which emits light equally in all directions, similar to a light bulb or a candle flame as all rays originate from a single point. But light rays do not interfere with each other if they cross. And that is what makes it work at DSF.

An ending, a beginning

The closing party ended, with a set of music that was aptly titled "homeward bound". It was time to leave the Exhibit space and after today, for all of us to be back at the home "Sim" of DSF. It was a reflective closing party for me. Remember Models? The little pink pig greeter at the landing? He is back to being a human avatar, and he was dancing a few feet away from me. Back then I told him I would not interact with him as a Divine since I do not beat my Bacon, but now I can and do.

As I danced next to the one leashed to me, among my "Femdom family", I let my mind wander as the music wrapped itself around me.

New members, existing members, present and accounted for, me recalling fondly all the interactions of cucumber salads, and taped or stuffed underwear, to Elmo's on cocks, and everything in between. Conversations and discussions about vaginas, pleasures or pain inflicted, of internal struggles, private face to face meetings to address challenges. Sirens' Circle with Lady Cythe, Salon with Rosa, Femdom mentoring, sub-zones, Brandy and Robb mentoring, Models greeting and answering everyone questions .. all resources for the other side of the slash too. henkie, our DJ Relay wizzard, talis, the wonder of a "right hand" for the Admin team, Brandy, the same and a wealth of information that boggles the mind, Rufus, our scripting Magician ... all at ones fingertips.

Rosa, her vision in action, Isabelle, the sharpest mind I know outside my own, Tsol, a woman who can wrap any elusive topic into a factual understanding of its impact on DSF, Jaminda, such a kind even keeled women for anyone to approach, CarriesAnn, the one who makes us laugh with her antics. And so many more, a list extensive but too long for this. There is not enough space to mention them all and how they show me that DSF is my Femdom home.

Laughter and mayhem as we wrestled, spanked and create situations to amuse us all, and yes, flirting and dancing, may it be to music curated for our auditory pleasures by DJ Rafa, or highlighting what each member likes to shake their hips to at DJ Relay. Even just crazy gummi bears dancing on the landing, or the "Deck" as it is called. Hopping on pods and s-types running after us Divines on leashes. Outings to Villas and under the seas, thanks to Lady Cythe. Cabaret, curtesy of all.

Losses of dear ones and the additions of new. Redefining ourselves as a Group with each new challenge at DSF, yet keeping to the core values, each change in the line up on the calendar or the adding or leaving of members. Embracing not just the ending of an Exhibit, but our return "home".

I danced. And I reflected. And I am thankful. "Thank you" to all who make my Femdom Family what it is ... awesome!

It is now the Holiday Season, the year is close to coming to an end in 2024, and I have departed, yet I adore them still, and have fond memories. Happy Holidays to the family that was mine for a time, and to everyone around the world.
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