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How far have you gone to live the way you do?

Sianne

Sianne

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I'm kinda new here, and reading all of your posts about the lives you live has been pretty thought-provoking. One thing I keep seeing is sacrifices being made to live with some level of zoo sexuality. No shit right? Society kinda forces that.
But how far have you specifically gone to keep up this 'lifestyle,' for lack of a better term. Lied to people? Moved to a different area? A different state? A different country altogether? Quit careers or got fired over it somehow? Ended relationships? Lost friends?
Now that I wrote it out that seems kinda depressing. I'm not trying to dig up anyone's trauma. It's a forum. Post whatever you wanna share.
 
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I massively misinterpreted what this thread was going to be about.
From the title, I expected you to want details of the length and thickness of the dildoes I use. How regularly I stretch with butt plugs of increasing girth... and how close I am to being able to accommodate any stallion.

But no. It is a tad bleaker.
I have no story to tell on this front, as I am virginal.
 
Ivor Ed Kontas said:
I massively misinterpreted what this thread was going to be about.
From the title, I expected you to want details of the length and thickness of the dildoes I use. How regularly I stretch with butt plugs of increasing girth... and how close I am to being able to accommodate any stallion.
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Eheheh... good point. Title changed...
 
i did what any adult is "supposed to do". got my own house. got at least somewhat okay job to support the ones i love, they just happen to be dogs. no sacrifices, nothing extraordinary.
pes said:
Yes, inevitably.
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why would you need to lie? just changing the subject when the "so when are you getting a woman?" talk happens didn't fail me so far.
omitting something (like that i also happen to have sex with my dogs) isn't a lie.
 
pes said:
Yes, inevitably.

Other than that you live 2 lives one private and one slightly made up public, I did not have to sacrifice much.
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I do not like lie, but pes is right.
In cases, you must lie and invent a second "normal" life, never talk about zoo to family, never say to friends. If you have girlfriend.... you must know her a lot, to know if tell her or not, 90%not say?.
Sounds cold, but, only can say this to another zoo people.
 
pes said:
Other than that you live 2 lives one private and one slightly made up public, I did not have to sacrifice much.
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That's about where I'm at at this point. I don't have that much to hide I guess... hide the dildos, give half bogus explanations for all the horse art and sculptures in my apt, keep the pics and videos private.
 
Sianne said:
I'm kinda new here, and reading all of your posts about the lives you live has been pretty thought-provoking. One thing I keep seeing is sacrifices being made to live with some level of zoo sexuality. No shit right? Society kinda forces that.
But how far have you specifically gone to keep up this 'lifestyle,' for lack of a better term. Lied to people? Moved to a different area? A different state? A different country altogether? Quit careers or got fired over it somehow? Ended relationships? Lost friends?
Now that I wrote it out that seems kinda depressing. I'm not trying to dig up anyone's trauma. It's a forum. Post whatever you wanna share.
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I love having all of you to share with, hope you all find someone who wants to live without having to hide part of themselves from those who say they love us but if they only knew, their love would vanish and be replaced with hate and disgust.
 
For some of us it was a decision to live a country life for the purposes of privacy and owning enough land to have animals that city or suburban living cannot offer. Homes with a few acres far enough away you measure the distance to the nearest house in 1/4, 1/2 or 3/4 mile increments beats McMansions spaced 25ft apart any day for privacy.

We moved to the country almost 30 years ago and I wish we'd moved to an even more rural spot. Because we have a somewhat busy road in front of the house and I've decided that being far enough out of view so that someone could have sex with a dog or horse on the front lawn without any concern of being seen is a more ideal situation.

If you're just starting out, I suggest making yourself a long-range goal of buy/building your life-long home on a private ten or more acres so you can have room to play in private and live as freely as possible.
 
Nothing any different than I would have otherwise, except not get my dogs fixed.

Though I am working at someday getting a bigger property so I can hopefully own a couple horses. I guess that would be outside the norm based on what friends and family know about me.
 
darkwolf2k6 said:
I guess that would be outside the norm based on what friends and family know about me.
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Yeah I get that. I have been telling people I got "bit by some kind of horse bug" and am suddenly interested in them, think they're cool, want to learn to ride. What I obviously don't say is that I'm sexually interested in them, think they're fucking hot, and want one to ride me.
That being said I do in all seriousness want to learn to ride this summer. But not sure if I'll get around to that. I'd like to own horses one day but I think that'll be tough. My fiancé's line right now is actual sex with actual horses and we both know I wouldn't have that self-restraint if we owned our own... (but we'll see how she feels in a few years lol)
 
Sianne said:
Yeah I get that. I have been telling people I got "bit by some kind of horse bug" and am suddenly interested in them, think they're cool, want to learn to ride. What I obviously don't say is that I'm sexually interested in them, think they're fucking hot, and want one to ride me.
That being said I do in all seriousness want to learn to ride this summer. But not sure if I'll get around to that. I'd like to own horses one day but I think that'll be tough. My fiancé's line right now is actual sex with actual horses and we both know I wouldn't have that self-restraint if we owned our own... (but we'll see how she feels in a few years lol)
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Yeah, same boat here. I want to get me a couple mares. I tried taking lessons a couple years ago, but two issues keep me from committing. First, everyone around here teaches English and I'd like to learn Western. Second, I have to get over my own insecurities about being a man who wants to ride horses. When I grew up, that was "only for girls". Even seeing all the men in riding today, that mindset is hard to get past.
 
darkwolf2k6 said:
Yeah, same boat here. I want to get me a couple mares. I tried taking lessons a couple years ago, but two issues keep me from committing. First, everyone around here teaches English and I'd like to learn Western. Second, I have to get over my own insecurities about being a man who wants to ride horses. When I grew up, that was "only for girls". Even seeing all the men in riding today, that mindset is hard to get past.
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Agreed there too. I have no interest in English, luckily there are a couple of western places near me.
I'm surprised you have those insecurities though. I don't really think of horse riding as a gendered activity. Although I do think if I did learn via lessons it would mostly be with girls. I guess that doesn't bother me really. What I sometimes worry about though is being judged--mocked even--as a 28yo in a crowd of probably 12-18 year old kids lol. Oh well, it'd be worth it I say. "Fuck you Olivia, at least I can get on a horse without a stepstool you little troll!" ?
 
Sianne said:
Agreed there too. I have no interest in English, luckily there are a couple of western places near me.
I'm surprised you have those insecurities though. I don't really think of horse riding as a gendered activity. Although I do think if I did learn via lessons it would mostly be with girls. I guess that doesn't bother me really. What I sometimes worry about though is being judged--mocked even--as a 28yo in a crowd of probably 12-18 year old kids lol. Oh well, it'd be worth it I say. "Fuck you Olivia, at least I can get on a horse without a stepstool you little troll!" ?
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"And since I'm learning to ride, I'm on *your* horse!"
 
Around me, most of my friends got married, started their families. Heck, even my younger sibling overtook me there. But not me. I don't like to lie to people, but I also don't want to shout it from the rooftops that my partner walks on four hooves. The way my study and work went meant I became an emigree, and that is where I met my marefriend. Perhaps you can state that between career and her love, I chose the latter. Perhaps I would have had a better job and career if I had looked for opportunities elsewhere, but she is settled where she is now and I don't want to tear her away from her equine friends.

I live in social housing, drive an older car - nothing flashy - and mostly keep to myself. Every year with the holidays, I visit family, but I always find myself lost between two shores there: wanting to be with her and with my family at the same time, which obviously is never going to happen. And every time there is this question about settling down, finding a better job, or moving (again) to another country because the developments here over the last 7 years are doing me head in.... it all results in deflection. Yes, I know this is no Land of Hope and Glory, whatever the Last Night of the Proms wants you to believe.

But, it is the land where my marefriend lives, where she is happy, where she trots up to the gate the moment she spots me, and so I stay here, keeping to myself. Have I given up on things? Maybe. Maybe you can also say I made certain choices that led me to an amazing realm of interspecies love, something so many people even cannot comprehend. I could have given up on that, and live the lie of a well-adjusted conformist in society, but that would be denying myself. And that is even worse. So whichever way you look at it, the choices I made were all worth it, because they made me find love and shelter.
 
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