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Day Pass —

http://alvinghamvillage.co.uk/whats-on/ It felt like a rollercoaster going 70mph, and I am just now stepping off. The plan came together quickly and quite out of the blue. I was hanging out with EmberBliss, FireMonkey, and IPCookieMonster when the Open Space at TESFest was mentioned. It was occurring on Thursday July 3rd, the first day of the event, along […]

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Voyeur —

I’ve always liked to watch. When I first stepped out into the kink scene, I loomed on the edge of a bar taking in the sights: the people, the outfits, the pairings, the play.  Especially the play. And now, some eight years later, I still take pleasure in watching. Once, when I arrived at an […]

Beating —

The Cabaret had just ended. There was a crush of people in the hall. A slow lumbering line out of the main dungeon. I was excited, anxious, at what awaited me. He stood at the first aid table. When I arrived, he looked me up and down. “Am I ripping that off of you?”“Uh, no.” […]

Story Of O —

I’ve spent most of my free time thus far during my London trip reading an iconic BDSM novel, Story Of O by Pauline Reage. I’d heard of the book before I purchased it on a whim at Rope Camp. Having learned that it was the basis for two sites on kink.com (The Training Of O […]

A Good Start —

Today I took my brother to a sex shop. No, I am not joking. Yes, my brother. Yes, a sex shop. With dildos and lube and clothes and videos. A sex shop. Really, it was necessary. Since I’ve known and viewed him as an adult, he’s been very sexually repressed, casting judgements on his predilections, […]

My Life, In List Form —

Part of my last session with Doc focused on the idea of life goals. For this week’s homework, he wanted me to make lists of my life goals/desires. He encouraged me to be detailed (“Use that writing of yours.”) when describing what I want. In some ways this task is easy. In others it is […]

Bare It All —

I was nervous. Speaker after speaker stepped up to the mic and recounted story after amazing story. One man spoke about his first ever visit to a bathhouse in Ireland. Another recounted his brief but wondrous life as a child porn star. A beautiful woman spoke about finding love when she least expected it. A […]

Watching: Gray & Slut —

Rope Camp Memories continued… I am a voyeur, have been for as long as I can remember. As such, I get to see a lot of cool shit. One such scene happened on the NYR Cabin front lawn. On the cabin porch, while Lochai gave me a brief tutorial on different ways to tie a single column […]

Don’t Touch Me —

Rope Camp Memories continued… As part of Graydancer’s RACK Roleplay class, I volunteered to be a demo bottom in a test for the top, which in this exercise happened to be Gray. My role to play was whispered quietly in my ear. Gray was then instructed to give me a hard takedown and bind me […]

Why Rope? —

Rope Camp Memories continued… “Fuck the naysayers, fuck the purists; you do rope for you.” – Deiter As a Domme, I enjoy rope because, well, I like tying people up. I enjoy the skill, the knowledge of the knots, and how this winding substance can control a body. I love the feel of rope as […]