Checking in

I'm alive and well.1

Well, I think good as I can be after being enslaved for almost an entire year. To be completely honest, anyone who tells you this lifestyle is easy, isin't really doing it. Everything I thought I knew about the world (including "who I was") has been smashed and I'm looking forward to seeing what survives the breakage, if anything. I live(d) by the policy that anything worth doing is hard, and on my worst days that thought pushes me to walk through the fire to be a better slave and person.2

It's of course not all bad, nothing ever is! In the spirit of never taking myself too seriously, below are pictures of me hugging things from all over the world.

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Ice cream cone in Kiev! I'm not allowed really allowed to eat ice cream3, which is hard because its my favorite. Master stopped at this great ice cream shop in Budapest and got two cones for him and Hannah. I walked next to them, watching while they stopped on almost every corner to snowball each others ice cream and moan about how good it was. Eventually, we circled the block and made it back to the ice cream store where Master kindly got me a cone. We walked out of the store and I got one lick in before this woman was chasing after us with his hat that I forgot in the store. I looked at the hat, then looked at my ice cream, then up at Master and I knew. I handed over the cone and he handed it to the trash can.

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Lions in Warsaw! It's been a life long dream of mine to visit my brethren in Poland and it did not disappoint. My brothers and I would watch Rick Steve's Europe - Poland and make fun of our people. I cannot wait to go back, kind of shitty that I got a ticket for incorrectly using the metro but what a souvenir. Also, we finally found a good club.

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Giant Bear in Minsk! Really not sure what the fuck is going on with the clubs in Minsk - the most advertised and supposed hottest club had a giant dirty stuffed bear in it. I was wearing a tail butt plug and the bouncer chased me in a circle trying to touch it. Also, the women's bathroom consisted of just a hole in the ground (because peeing with a butt plug and stockings is too easy). The adventure continues!

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Ignác Darányi in Budapest! True, I'm not hugging him but the sentiment is there.4

That's all for now. Try to be good to each other.

  1. Sorry to disappoint everyone who thinks that I'm being held against my will in a cult. Now that I've addressed it, you'll have to find some other drama to entertain yourselves with. Or maybe this is being written by a robot composed of pale parts... []
  2. There is no such thing as a clean getaway. []
  3. Or any type of dairy. If you're like me and plagued with acne, then might I suggest no longer eating dairy or sweets. It's difficult to do (especially if no one is behind you with a whip), but eliminating those items from my diet has really cleared up my skin. []
  4. Liosh the waiter is also nearby and ready to judge you. []

5 Responses to “Checking in”

  1. Jessica says:

    building women up, by breaking barriers down? wtf is this. I don't even know who you are anymore. Do you even know who you are? I stay up at night wondering what happened to the bad ass Nicole I knew that stood for all things women, all things equal, and all things right?

    • nicoleci says:

      building women up, by breaking barriers down? wtf is this. I don't even know who you are anymore. Do you even know who you are?

      What the hell are you talking about? Where have I written anything even remotely related to the point you are trying to make? Not only that, BDSM isint a crime. I'm not hurting anyone nor have I done anything to you. But do you see how instead of 'building me up' you are being oppressing and attempting to control me through your ideas of whats right and wrong. I'm not living my life according to your rules, so what now suddenly I have something to feel ashamed and guilty over? Not a chance. So is it that your mad that I have a Master or is it that you are not him?

      It's not as important for you to know 'who I am' as much as it is for me to know. Since evidently, I can't trust you to intelligently read and comprehend things without a moral high ground.

      I stay up at night wondering what happened to the bad ass Nicole I knew that stood for all things women, all things equal, and all things right?

      Sorry dude, but if you stay up all night thinking about this then you need better problems. Oh I'm right here - learning something new everyday, having good conversations, eating great food, and in general living a full fucking life. What I'm not doing, is constraining my personal growth because of some contradictions it could make to a group we started in college.

      Thanks, but I am way more of a bad ass now than I ever was before.

  2. [...] I've been asked "what happened to the bad ass Nicole I knew" - well here I am! Sitting on a cigar smoking bear. Where the hell are [...]

  3. Anon says:

    Meanwhile in Georgia, nypost.com/2017/06/28/kidnapped-teen-forced-to-be-sex-slave-in-exchange-for-food-cops/

    • nicoleci says:

      Meanwhile, stuipd people are being stupid in Georgia. Dumb people are dangerous.

      Speaking of, I wouldn't call the nypost an intelligent news outlet. Rather that they don't investigate and count on their 'readers' to click bait fear mongering stories.

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