Month: July 2010

I decided recently that it was time to indulge in a childhood favorite of mine. You see, as of the beginning of July, I have been on a very rigid “corset training” diet. Basically all you need to know about this, is outside of cucumbers and fish and chicken – there’s really not much else I can eat. I tell you this, so you understand the importance of this little snack…. Smores. Simple, fucking delicious, and at this moment in time, the only thing that will satisfy my random mid afternoon…

I’ve had a lot of good experiences, especially over the last couple of years….maybe there’s something in the air, but my slaves seem to have gotten more creative with their playtime. I’d like to think everyone is starting to get tired of trying to remain coy with me, but regardless, I’d really like to talk about one of my favorite sessions ever. He was a masochist – a true masochist. The kind that warns you about how intense he likes things before he even books his first appointment. I’d gotten…

I feel as though I begin all of my blogs with “it’s been a while but…” and that’s about to change. For those of you who don’t know, I have been taking a quiet, unannounced personal leave of absence from professional BDSM. I deeply needed some time to reconnect with those in my personal life and to go out more to explore both myself and my new surroundings here in NW Portland. It’s been a very relaxing escape but I feel in my heart it’s time to come back to…

It’s a funny thing to read, isn’t it… “Ethics of BDSM”. It’s all about exploring debauched kinkiness without reservation, without boundaries and without even a second thought, right? Wrong. Dead Wrong. When I first got into the scene, that was my understanding. Do whatever you want, however you want – have fun – have no regret. Do keep in mind, I was just 18 at the time. Ah, young and stupid. I attended many play parties where there didn’t seem to be any ryhme or reason to the flow of…

I love that when you put yourself out there, you are equally met with overwhelming responses from eager slaves who either want to meet you, praise you or apply to be your personal play toy. As flattering as the marjority of these responses are, I am always amazed at how many people interperate words like “I am NOT looking for a personal slave, but if the right person came alog I might consider it”…into “I am on the hunt! you don’t need to have skills, a good attitude, experience in…

I have a special place in my heart for those who enjoy CBT, the very idea of requesting someone toy with or torture your most intimate parts makes most men instinctively curl into the fetal position. So, naturally anyone who requests such things, must really be either deeply masochistic or thoroughly submissive, either way there is a deep layer of trust involved. The acts are often quite varied and unique – CBT, being after all, just an umbrella term for genitorture – from light tapping, urethral sounds, hot wax and…

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