I was born dying, literally and barely made my first month and year.   No parental touch.   Lots of needles and sleep.  


Yet I knew immediately in the human technology in my wild self, that this want my kind, my place, my pack, I could t see my mom… or any wolf mom I’ve had.

the hole in my human heart kept mostly hidden, very gruffly cute, self determinate self responsible and self governed thoughts and growls and snarls protected, for I would have pushed my mother to passive Ggressie me w neglectful stupidity if she’d had to experience that in form.  


sge saw in my eyes, my movements, my straying for the
s and elders and stories and not toys and rs.



like her, but even more a
aun the human world, I had to stay sane by putting anything I could l darn in my eternal  existence and experience.   The wild doesn’t have books and am glad, for evolution and mama earth favor the love of teaching our youth and protecting them w stories and imaginings of true events that remind the teller of the millions s of dna stories,  literally composing their physical universe body or chicle, so to speak, or section of space held by them (rocks and ravines tell as much as a perfect great white whose body is 400 million years perfect so imagine the musings their cultural dna and wisdom remembered provides beneath the skin where water is d to drop an atom…

uncer the sea is not for any weak la d creature that thinks they can just come back after evolving such land tailored suits.



wolves don’t insist,

But squishy, weak, and un armed and unahilded or armored homo-fell off the stupid truck, and at first we Wilde thought it was like a fun first reality tv show on mtv… but then shit got hella cold and kinda frustrating for many wild, and some of this bipedal FYCKS killed our elders, our story tellers… it’s clear that our wild will never be gone,



I am proof… I am a wild in a human because the wild flight was sold out….  This shit is TRASH…



BUT,

I am here with some amazingly human bound brain for English and writing and oration and using words to
t so all can hear…



and I know it ain’t MY MOTHER FUCKING ancestral wisdom cuz I DO NOT SPEAK FUCKING HUMAN ANYTHING!!!



we speak energy. Body, clarity. Honesty, music w howls and songs, we have made art in the physical universe on this planet since minutia-lily “animate” life could move.   Rocks and core and space and gasses and physics it the fucking proof that there is anywhere in physical that one thinker and feeliwr and doer and teacher can exist and play w physics, or just watch the game for a bit.



(go be a tree sometime, I fucking have t done that shit I AGES and w

y energy levels, it was a huge grove that got a lot of the elements and flowed and fruit and ants and woooo coooool.



humans deserve the wrath of any beast, in any corner above earths core, form:my ravenous curious and no fucks given for no good reason wildness of wolf pup or shark pup plat at predation and the sexuality of a predation species who lives for their prey and ecology and forest and as vigorously as for herself.



i digress.

im founding a path simply as a wolf w her pack (family and babies and siblings and aunties and all) who got to the rise were following to our next chill spot, but it DUMPED like 6 fluffy soft almost breathable Sierra feet and I’m gonna enjoy bounding into that bliss and ALSO sacrifice my full belly so my babies and elders can keep theirs warmer longer.


it started w bdsm and sex.



 Humans have sex as a spiritual event  well, haha, in Thor dumb  odies… and when you find the right prey, the right preymate, you know as a human they are your live mate… I am primal, as humans say.   As a woman, I am mother of the younger, always have been, and as such, I lead hunts to teach, and for curiosity, and then… the close I got to the right preymate and live mate… the more I found myself experience human  sexual extacy in energy MORE than the exquisite body sex.

i have to remember I can’t stay gripped on her neck and jugular muscles w my more male sized but womanly Basque jaws.

and she melts beneath me grip, both of us want the beautiful glory and energy unifying agreement that some specifies have made in pact together:



we, the herd, must stay strong or you will run out of food and your babies will die…  we don’t want that for you anymore than for ourselves…



we the predator, the keystone family and firm matriarchy, will guard this secret pact between those species of you that agree, and we will never chase the most perfectly muscled and fast, and FUN TO CHASE, for your babies need them and the family needs to hear stories of last leaders and current teachers are the ones we will seek, the ones with no stories not already told in every iteration they care

to this time… they want to be chased and look honorable to the youth, and yet, they will enjoy the time in your wolves or corvid bellies, and the shit parts of with the most SLOW molecules will have the least nutrition and will help all th others around.



ywah, if we fail you’ll have to keep those lusty little mammals in line, 



but that moment t of a predator taking their prey to death ns sacred.  You have no idea how important and humbling full of honor the keystone spreciea worship and elate in the sadness and grace of being any creatures last beating heart sound, and warm embrace…



unless you are like me: wild and the mother or father, or uncle who never doesn’t remind the wee ones how
and killing is NEVER done in haste, with ought all options considered, or with agreement and balance.



In nature and evolution and earth (in Basque Mythology, I worship Mari most), the species living in this sacred peace and solemn solidarity to serve their own species, AND maybe even MORE so, to serve every living thing they see…



those creatures have proven the rewards of living in the morality of wild, the exhalation in the hunt,

wolves and cloven creatures have succeeded on every continent.   Great whites swim in every sea.



mari gives them the choice of more space and variation for more fun and learning, and because their pact, their marriage of herd and pack, their populations have spread with health and without much change needed, and with enough resources,



and not till man, did the loss f that natural church become burned and charred.

May the English coming from my basque genes and all my ancestors as human, may it reach those of you…

for we are far more than they, and at this point, most of us are in human…  we can’t rebalance with peace:  



woman up

man up

if you conceive, that child is your new god or goddess.   
if you’re lovemated as human or wild, you know… our kind follows eachother in life a d death.



MOTHER THE FUCK UP, YONGER AND OLDER LADIES OF CHILD LABOR AND LOVE!!!!



working on organizing this human English shit into more actionable or cultural or community or nature worship ways, and need help or shortly worded feedback   


English is not my first or 1,000th language guage.   Ask the robins and crows and birds and beasts around me.   Human faces do have the cool skill od learning g other species la guages   So many birds are WAY BETTER,



but it’s decent.



will be:

www.bigbadlittlered.com

bigbadlittleredways@***

510-994-6776 or 961-488-8522

wolf  tacy traverso

pronouna:  mom, MOMMMM, MOMmy?, mother, etc… as my sons

basque Mapuche Celtic gaelic



happy hunting loving fucking and lusting

As Bella Bunny, I carry a secret confession deep in my heart, one that’s shaped me as a 60-year-old sissy from Mission Viejo, CA. It’s about my neighbor—let’s call him James—a man whose family has been intertwined with ours for years. Our families were close, sharing barbecues, holiday gatherings, and lazy afternoons by the coast, walking the trails I’ve always loved. James was a fixture in my life, a charismatic soul with a laugh that filled the room, and I never imagined he’d awaken something hidden within me.

It started five years ago, almost innocently, though looking back, I see the slow burn of his seduction. One evening, after a family cookout with classic rock humming from the stereo, he pulled me aside with a mischievous grin. He showed me photos on his phone—intimate, private shots of his wife pleasing him in ways I’d never considered. My pulse quickened, a mix of shock and curiosity stirring in me. He didn’t push at first, just let those images linger in my mind, planting a seed. Over months, those moments became a ritual—quiet chats where he’d share more, his voice low and teasing, drawing me into his world.

I resisted at first, my life with my wife and family a comfortable shield, but James was patient. He’d catch my eye during our family outings, a knowing look that made my stomach flip. One night, after a few drinks and the kids off playing, he invited me to his garage under the pretense of showing me a car project. There, with the door barely cracked, he guided my hand, and I found myself tasting him for the first time. The rush was overwhelming—guilt tangled with a thrill I couldn’t name. That was just the beginning. Over time, he encouraged me to try on his wife’s silky panties, the fabric hugging me in a way that felt both foreign and right. Each step—oral play, dressing up, surrendering to his lead—unfolded over years, a dance of trust and desire.

The pinnacle came one humid evening, the air thick with secrecy. In his bedroom, with classic rock still a faint echo from a distant speaker, he took me fully, my body yielding as his bottom. It was my first true dive into submission, a moment that birthed Bella Bunny, my sissy self. I learned the power of letting go, the joy of pleasing him, and the ache of keeping it hidden from my wife, who remained oblivious. Our families continued their closeness, oblivious to the intimate bond we’d forged in shadows.

Then, a few months ago, James moved away—new job, new city, a clean break. The void he left is palpable. I miss his laughter at our gatherings, the way he’d brush my arm during a coastal walk, the secret glances that promised more. Without him, I feel adrift, my sissy desires simmering beneath the surface, unfulfilled. I’ve started exploring this side of me here, discreetly, longing to reconnect with that thrill. SoCal’s kink scene calls to me, but my heart still aches for James, the man who opened this door. I hope to find someone new to guide Bella Bunny, but a part of me will always miss him.

BDSM Play Partner5km around USA Irvine

SUGGESTIONS IF YOU'RE NEW TO THE COMMUNITY:

PRIVACY & PERSONAL SAFETY: Many things we do can be used against us. People have Lost Friends, Spouses, Jobs & even Custody of their Kids. In rare cases, people have lost their Freedom & put in Jail simply because they were a bit Kinky. We have made some strides in the “Vanilla World” to become a little more accepted, but Don’t Take Unnecessary Risks! Keep Personal Information Private! Better Safe Than Sorry. Down the road, if you have a 'falling out' with someone, you don't want them to have any private info to use against you. You never know who is listening or what their real intent is.

KEEP YOUR PRIVATE MATTERS & INFO TO YOURSELF: ie… your Real Name, Address, Phone #, Employer, Finances, or anything about your Family. (If you do talk on the phone, USE # BLOCKING) Double-check any Accounts You Use & Make Sure Your LAST NAME IS NOT INCLUDED Anywhere, & it can not be traced back to you! NEVER! GIVE ANYONE ACCESS TO YOUR FINANCIAL INFORMATION, Credit Cards, Checks etc!!! NEVER LOAN ANYONE !!! EVER!!! USE A SCENE NAME. It could be your middle name, nickname, internet “handle,” or any other name you want to be called. Sometimes, a scene name indicates whether you are Top or bottom, etc.(Sir Noble, Master Savage, or subbie-girl) If you Do use your Real 1st name, NEVER USE YOUR LAST NAME! KEEP ALL YOUR KINK MATTERS SEPARATE FROM YOUR PERSONAL ACCOUNTS ON YOUR COMPUTER BY GETTING A Yahoo, Hotmail, etc. Account using that New Scene Name. This will help keep Personal Information Private.

START WITH A LOCAL MUNCH!!! What is a Munch? A MUNCH is a Discrete, Informal, Meeting at a Safe Public Place, (usually a restaurant). It is for people who just happen to Share a similar Interest, in BDSM & other Alternate Lifestyles. We get together in a NON-threatening manner & get to know one another. We have a few laughs, discuss whatever topics might come up, & in general, have a good time. It’s a great place to start Meeting people in your local Kinky Community, sharing ideas, & Giving & Get Support from people who Understand! Very Friendly, Very Casual! Most Munches even have a website you can go to, so you can chat & get to know people before you even get there. To find a Munch near you, please tell me what part of Atlanta you live in, and I'll let you know a few munches that might be interesting.

Why start there? It’s MUNCH SAFER since it is in Public, and you have Witnesses who actually Understand what’s going on. Usually, people know each other and can tell you who to trust or stay away from. A BDSM Community creates Accountability for the group since anyone who repeatedly Disrespects or Endangers others is Chastised or Shut down.

Some Munches have Optional Private "PLAY PARTIES" or "DUNGEONS" afterward. There should be NO PRESSURE TO ACTUALLY PLAY. You can visit with people further, or enjoy watching some of the action. What kind of action? All sorts of kinky things go on. It depends on the Rules of the Dungeon. In Atlanta, the Rumors pop-up dungeon doesn't allow actual intercourse, but the A51 Group pop-up dungeon does allow intercourse. There will probably be lots of kneeling, crawling, pinching, clamping, bondage & spanking. In some cases, there is also probing and pricking, among other things. There are plenty of people around, so Safety shouldn't be so much of an issue. Go slow and get to know a group one person at a time.

BEFORE MEETING SOMEONE FOR THE FIRST TIME:

LISTEN TO YOUR INSTINCTS! If they seem crazy, they probably are. Think twice! USE COMMON SENSE! Think with your Head, NOT Your Emotions or Libido. Be realistic. Keep your wits about you and AVOID TAKING ANY UNNECESSARY RISKS. GO SLOW! GET TO KNOW THEM! Take lots of TIME to Ask lots of QUESTIONS! Don’t be afraid to ask. If they are unwilling to answer, Beware! Listen for any suspicious answers or excuses.

WATCH FOR LACK OF KNOWLEDGE or EXPERIENCE on the subject. If they don’t know much about BDSM, even if they mean well, they MAY ACCIDENTALLY HURT YOU (in a Bad way) because they don’t know any better! Don’t be their guinea pig! Let them learn at a Local Dungeon, Club, or Play Party where they can be Monitored & Mentored.

Also, it is a sign that this May Be A WAY OF GETTING YOU ALONE or INTO THEIR BED. There are many creeps online who have figured out that presenting themselves as a Top is a quick, easy doorway to getting a lot of attention from women who are eager to fulfill their fantasies & desires.

WATCH FOR LACK OF RESPECT, CARE, or CONCERN! A GOOD TOP TAKES CARE OF HIS “TOYS” & Wants them to be safe! If they seem Not to Respect Your Health, Safety, Comfort, Or Limits, or if they constantly TRY TO PRESSURE, RUSH, or GUILT you (Verbally, Mentally, Or Physically), then STAY AWAY! If they GET ANGRY at your Cautiousness or Questions, too bad! Better to have them angry than you are Battered, Sexually Violated, or Dead!

DON’T BE PRESSURED (BULLIED, GUILTED, TRICKED or RUSHED). DON’T FALL FOR EXCUSES, LIES, MANIPULATION, OR B.S.! Predatory Tops/Doms often use these strategies to take advantage of naïve & desperate bottoms/subs. Be Careful of the EGO RESUME’, ie. "I've been doing this for 10 years, so I know what I'm doing". Maybe they have, but older is NOT always wiser! Experience does not excuse them from respecting your need for safety & comfort! Watch out for Guilt & Manipulations such as: “If You Were A TRUE Submissive/Slave, Then You Would Do It.“ There is NO such thing as a TRUE anything! People are not Robots! Everyone is Different! Your Personal Skills, Needs, & Limitations WILL be Different from others. That does NOT make you a lousy sub! Submission is a very special & potentially a DANGEROUS gift to give so freely. Please do NOT Give it away Frivolously! Be very careful who you give it to! It could SAVE your LIFE!

ASK FOR REFERENCES! & ACTUALLY CHECK THEM OUT!
Some people figure you won’t actually call and give you a fake name or Number as a reference. If they can't give you any references, beware!

ACTUALLY MEETING SOMEONE FOR THE FIRST TIME:

ON THE FIRST TIME: ALWAYS MEET IN PUBLIC & STAY IN PUBLIC. If possible, meet at a Local Munch, Play Party, BDSM Event or Club. Otherwise, meet in a WELL-POPULATED PUBLIC AREA like a restaurant or coffee shop, and NEVER anywhere Secluded like a park or parking lot. STAY IN PUBLIC. Do Not go anywhere private on the 1st meeting Ever! Meet Publicly Several times until you completely trust them. GO SLOW! You can always do more next time. If there’s no next time, you just saved yourself Headache, Heartache, & maybe your LIFE! Don’t be afraid to call a halt if you are uncomfortable in any way.

HAVE HIM COME TO YOUR TERRITORY FIRST! If a male player wants to meet you. Once you get on the plane & you're far from all your resources, you are completely to what may happen. That’s Sexist! - Yep! That’s reality! Males are generally bigger, stronger & more aggressive than girls. Play the odds!

HAVE A 'SAFE PERSON'. A Safe Person is someone you trust to be reliable in a crisis. It is best if it is a friend from the scene or at least knows about the Lifestyle. If you don’t want to tell someone about your kink, tell them it is a Blind Date from the internet or something.

A] GIVE THE SAFE PERSON AS MUCH INFORMATION AS POSSIBLE: at least His Name, Address & Phone Number – VERIFY IT by directly reading it off his driver’s license BEFORE leaving the safety of a public place. Then add CAR TAGS, descriptions, etc. Verify the address when you get there.

B] HAVE A SAFE CALL. Tell the safe person that you will call them at regular intervals & when you are safely home. If they do not receive the call, have them call you or even drop in wherever you meet. Make it clear to your friend that if you do not call & do not answer when they call, you Really Want Them To CALL THE POLICE IMMEDIATELY & explain that you asked them to do so. If there is some mistake, the police will no doubt give you a hard time, but it is much better than the alternative of not getting help. Always have a safe call, even if you are meeting this person locally. If they tell you you don't need one, then RUN! ... because they have something more up their sleeve.

C] HAVE A pre-determined SECRET WORD or Phrase that Signals that they need to Call The Police! Pick something Common that you won’t say accidentally. Such as mentioning going shopping at a particular store the next day or feeding a dog when they know you don’t have one. Maybe you think this is overkill, & you won’t need it. However, simply having it in place is a great deterrent, & it gives you the confidence to deal with things if difficulty arises. After all, what kind of idiot would try anything non-consensual if you warn them a friend will pass their details to the police if you have not heard from them soon?

D] Also, HAVE A PRE-EXISTING EXCUSE TO LEAVE if you do not get along. Tell the new prospect at the beginning of the evening that you have to visit a relative later or check in on a friend. If things are going wonderfully, you can always appear to make a quick phone call to cancel.

DO NOT PLAY OR GO ANYWHERE PRIVATE THE FIRST TIME!!

If it's your first meeting TAKE IT SLOW. You can always do more next time, You Can NEVER GO BACK & DO LESS!

BEFORE PLAYING WITH SOMEONE FOR THE FIRST TIME:

1) KNOW & SHARE YOUR DESIRES & FANTASIES WITH YOUR LIMITS, CONCERNS & HEALTH ISSUES! TOPS ARE NOT MIND-READERS! Do not fall for the myth “If they are a true Top, then they’ll just Know what to do!” Every person is different! What may make one girl Melt? It may send you to therapy! So, write out what you want and enjoy, along with your limitations, concerns, and health issues, in an
, letter, or story. It may be a little uncomfortable or embarrassing, but it is not as uncomfortable as Tears, Hysteria, Scars, and Therapy. Tops, INSIST ON COMMUNICATION to learn a bottom's needs!

2) NEGOTIATE ALL LIMITS & BOUNDARIES BEFOREHAND! Also, make sure that, in any agreement, the action will stop when either player uses safe words or safe signals. Save all this information. Be sure to MENTION ALL Mental, Emotional, or Physical HEALTH CONDITIONS, limitations, problems, or concerns. Include EVERYTHING! Physical (Allergies, Medications, Sugar issues, Seizers), Emotional (Triggers), Mental (Depression, PTSD, Bi-Polar)

3) HAVE SAFE WORDS/signals. In most places, the word 'YELLOW' means slow down, and 'RED' means stop. Putting your hand on a Top’s ankle means you’re hitting Too Hard, please Lighten Up. Other people have different words.

ACTUALLY USE YOUR SAFE WORDS. DON'T BE TOO SHY TO USE THEM. Don’t worry about ‘Impressing the Top’ at the expense of your happiness. If in doubt, use YELLOW (since it just slows things down, there is no reason to worry about disappointing a Top.) Either Tops or bottoms may want to call a halt to the action. Even when the words (or signals) are negotiated, it's wise for a Top to be aware that a new bottom often hesitates to use them. They may be too Anxious, Shocked, or Deep In Subspace to communicate clearly. Until you're sure, they will use safe words & signals, read body language & pay attention. If a Top says you don’t need safe words, this is a BIG RED FLAG!!! Do NOT play with that person! Period!

LIMIT BONDAGE! Until you have played with them a few times & COMPLETELY TRUST THEM to respect Safewords & Limits, it is worth limiting how much bondage play you use. After all, in an emergency, you want to be able to get up & run!

This does not mean you can not use bondage, keep it lighter. Cuffs you can quickly let yourself out of, let you play with the image, but leave you able to get free. Ankle cuffs & spreader bars are less of an issue as, so long as you have your hands free, you can always free your ankles yourself - just DO NOT LET THEM LOCK YOU INTO ANYTHING.

Try Using MENTAL BONDAGE, SYMBOLIC BONDAGE, & perhaps even BLINDFOLDS instead. They can all add incredible levels of intensity without ever actually making it impossible to leave.

NO GAGS! 1) Because if they try to abduct you, then you are
TO CALL OUT FOR HELP. 2) Because even if they are a well-meaning Top, YOU NEED TO BE ABLE TO COMMUNICATE & USE SAFEWORDS. Until they have played with you a few times & gotten to know your Limits & Desires, Only use Mental Gags & Voice Restrictions.

RED FLAGS! WHAT TO WATCH OUT FOR!

IF THEY TELL YOU DON'T NEED SAFE WORDS, SAFE CALLS or LIMITS, then RUN! ... They have something up their sleeve. BIG RED FLAG!

WATCH FOR a LACK OF RESPECT, CARE, OR CONCERN for your well-being!
If they DO NOT RESPECT your Health, Safety Or Limits in any way.
If they try to PRESSURE, RUSH, or BULLY you Verbally, Mentally, Or Physically.
If they GET ANGRY or Annoyed at your Cautiousness or Questions. Beware!
If they are UNWILLING TO ANSWER QUESTIONS or Give Suspicious Answers Or Excuses. THESE ARE BIG RED FLAGS!

If a male player REFUSES TO GIVE their REAL INFO, SHOW his DRIVER’S LICENSE or REFUSES TO COME TO YOUR TERRITORY FIRST.

If they HAVE NO REFERENCES.

If they EXPRESS ANGER, , RESENTMENT, or any other Negative Emotions ABOUT YOU TALKING TO OTHERS, then you have a warning that something is fishy if they TRY TO SECLUDE YOU from the outside world.

If they seem to Have A LACK OF KNOWLEDGE on the subject. It may mean this is just A WAY OF GETTING YOU ALONE OR GETTING YOU INTO THEIR BED. Also, they MAY ACCIDENTALLY HURT YOU because they don’t know what they are doing!

If they INSIST ON SEX. 'Do they ever play non-sexually?'

If they WANT
or FINANCIAL INFORMATION. RUN! NEVER, EVER, Give Anyone Access To Your Financial Info, Credit Cards, Checks etc!!! NEVER LOAN ANYONE ***!!! EVER!!!

If your potential partner SAYS ANY OF THE FOLLOWING, RUN!:
• “IF YOU WERE A TRUE SUBMISSIVE/SLAVE THEN YOU WOULD DO THIS. “
• “DON’T EVER QUESTION ME! I've been doing this for 10 years. I know what I'm doing, “
• “I DON'T WANT YOU TO TALK TO ANYONE ELSE ABOUT ME. You Have NO RIGHT TO ASK OTHER PEOPLE ABOUT ME“
• “IF I find out YOU TALKED TO OTHERS ABOUT ME, I'LL NEVER have anything to do WITH YOU AGAIN “
• “You Should ONLY TRUST WHAT I TELL YOU & NOT LISTEN TO ANYONE ELSE. EVERYTHING OTHER PEOPLE SAID ABOUT ME IS A LIE”
• “YES, WHAT THEY TOLD YOU WAS TRUE, BUT I AM A DIFFERENT PERSON NOW “
• If there's a PICTURE OF THEIR GENITALS, BUT NOT THEIR FACE in their profile.

This was diligently compiled & lovingly plagiarized by Sting-ATL from every source I could find.

Munch Buddy19 to 70 years ● 150km around USA Atlanta

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