I used to travel a lot for work, and whenever I was on a trip I had rules about what toys I was supposed to pack.  Every now and then Sir added new things to the list.  To make toy storage easier, I discovered that the ideal toy bag was a bedazzled pink purse from Victoria’s Secret.  If there’s one thing about me, it’s that you can never have enough pink, so this bag is perfect.  The best thing about using this purse as a toy bag is that it’s innocuous enough to be left out in my room (both in hotels and at home) without drawing undue suspicion.

My pink purse was always packed securely in my checked suitcase.  There was no way I’d take it through the airport security line!  Can you imagine having to go through a secondary inspection?  Oh, the horror!

Generally, I never had any issues.  But during the Kinky Road Trip to Las Vegas, during which time I met Sir in person for the first time, my little pink purse was packed to the brim.  I had new toys that Sir and I picked out for the trip, including two sets of pink cuffs, anal toys, rope, clothespins, and a couple of things that vibrate.  Not only that, but I also had my brand new crop.  All of this was packed nicely in my suitcase.  When I arrived in Las Vegas, I was not surprised to see that my bag had a note in it from the TSA.  They’d done an x-ray and manual inspection of my suitcase.  *sigh*  It’s always a weird thought that some stranger was rifling through my bag and my toys, but it’s part of the deal.  Just clean your toys after unpacking your suitcase, and you’re good to go.

On the way home my plane took off, and then after an hour, my flight was redirected due to fog.  We headed back to Las Vegas, and I spent the night in the airport.  That means that my bag had to go through security again the next morning.  When I finally made it home, there were two TSA search notices in my bag, added to the first one from the flight to Vegas.  Part of me laughed and wondered if they opened the bag, saw the first notice, and closed it again.  Either way, by the end of this trip there were quite a few TSA agents rifling through my bag.

We’ve all heard stories of people who pull pranks on their friends by sticking compromising items in carry-on bags knowing that their friends will be pulled aside (pre-2001 this was funny).  For that reason, I check my toys in my suitcase and I have just learned to accept that people are going to look and possibly judge me (my suitcase at the time was assigned to me by work and had my last name on it…so, yeah).  I like to imagine the baggage screeners being impressed by my efficient packing techniques and my cute pink toy bag.  I’ve learned to just be thankful that my name isn’t called on the airport PA system telling me to report to the Baggage Counter.  That would be really embarrassing!

So don’t fret (too much) over the eventuality that your toys will be discovered during a plane ride.  It’s quite possible that the person looking through your bag has a few toys at home….