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November 28, 2007

Community, and Frank Talk (And Talk About Sex)

Combine elements of video blogging and a video-sharing site, add an emphasis on discussion and feedback, then stir it up. Or, combine voyeurism into vulnerabilities or personality differences and the thought that you could be the Dear Abbey that helps someone out of a real bind. Or, it's like a call-in advice show, except you're the expert.

BlabberMash is like that.

This site is intriguing and compelling. I spent a while clicking around the current submissions and found funny and sad and OMG.

I mention BlabberMash here because it speaks to my ideals of open communication, in particular about sexuality.

I don't have a video camera yet, but maybe Santa will have something in his bag for me. ;)

[+] Posted by Sinner at 9:52 PM [+]

Clever Girl

I wish I had thought of it first.

She has more.

Artful Surrender Apparel

[+] Posted by Sinner at 9:07 PM :: 1 Submissive [+]

Atlanta Bondage

I finally found a site with really beautiful bondage photography: Atlanta Bondage. Really gorgeous stuff. And links to more.

If you guys knew about this and didn't tell me?

[+] Posted by Sinner at 8:37 PM :: 2 Submissives [+]

November 22, 2007

Thanksgiving

For all of the ways you celebrate my lust.

For all of the ways you make me feel like a man.

[+] Posted by Sinner at 9:00 AM [+]

November 16, 2007

In-House Booty

Or "My in-house," for short.

This colorful description can be used to describe your live-in lover, your significant other, or your partner--in the parlance of our times.

I just learned this tonight.

I am such an adult.

[+] Posted by Sinner at 9:06 PM :: 1 Submissive [+]

November 13, 2007

Thank You, Fleshbot!

I've been roped in Fleshbot's weekly Sex Blog Roundup.

Thanks to Always Aroused Girl for putting me in good company.

[+] Posted by Sinner at 5:37 PM :: 3 Submissives [+]

Real Sploshing, Again, or: Wishing for New Episodes

I want to really love Real Sex, but after my long, long love-affair with teh pr0n, there's not all that much new under the sun.

The good news is that there are still some episodes I haven't seen before. I do try to catch Real Sex when I can.

The bad news is that when I watch re-runs, somehow I manage to catch one or more of the following: sploshing, pony play, or that session on the blow-job instruction.

Am I wrong?

Now I do consider myself educated after being exposed to a lot of what they show, and I have seen some stuff that opened my eyes, all I'm saying is that some episodes seem to be in more frequent rotation.

I just wish there was more coverage of the BDSM spectrum, beyond the popular fetishization of vinyl clothing and objects used.

[+] Posted by Sinner at 12:18 AM :: 2 Submissives [+]

November 7, 2007

All Your Vampires Are Belong to Us

Well, what the hell do you know?

An article at Newsday suggests that some of the lore that led to Bram Stoker's Dracula was actually a result of the spread of tuberculosis in the USA in the 18th and 19th centuries, before germ theory and knowledge of infection vectors:

Historians say vampire folklore is rooted in New England

Don't tell me you kids don't read about vampires. I know you do. Ceiling cat saw you.

November 5, 2007

I Had Never Spanked Her Pussy Before

I was fairly certain she wanted to be spanked.

But not like that.

Laying next to her in bed, I had gripped her throat and felt her pulse beneath my fingers. I watched her body release tension. I watched her become pliable. I watched her give in.

After that, I had bitten her neck, torso and thighs. Because I love to bite.

Then, because I had always wondered what it would be like, I began to spank her pussy.

Watching her face was priceless. I was absolutely rapt as I watched her expression change again and again.

It was polar. She was angry. It hurt. She loved it. It hurt.

She made really cute irritated noises.

She clearly didn't want me to do it anymore.

And she really wanted me to keep going.

When she closed her legs tightly, I spread them again. I took special care to hold them open for a few moments before resuming. I didn't say a word.

Sometimes it looked as though she might come.

Sometimes it looked like she was going to lash out in anger.

And I spanked her pussy more.

Later, I kneeled and held her legs up against my torso with one arm. I spanked her bottom with my free hand.

When she shielded herself, I simply stopped and told her to put her hand down.

She complied, and I continued

When she covered herself a second time, I stopped and told her to put her hand down.

She did.

And I spanked her more.

She covered her face with a pillow and began to sob softly.

She never asked me to stop. She never used her safe word.

When I was finished, I pulled her close and petted her.

I told her she was my good girl.

My very good girl.

It took her a long time to process what happened. When we talked about it a few days later, she told me she felt it was the first time that I really had taken what I wanted.

She said it was the first time she had fully felt surrender.

I think it was the night I became a dom.

[+] Posted by Sinner at 11:45 PM :: 9 Submissives [+]

November 3, 2007

I Don't Know the Answer to This One

I'm finding myself wondering with increasing frequency why those things in Western society that we characterize as "Adult" need to be hidden.

We spend our childhoods waiting for and imagining the wonderful world that awaits us as free, self-directing adults. But I can't help but think it was false advertising, because in truth we are really expected to keep those adult desires under wraps.

Call me on this if I am wrong.

But let me conjecture that protecting children by limiting me is less about children than it is protecting the world (illusions) we have created for them.

I want to be a father, but this is something that I really struggle with. I want healthy children. I do want them exposed to the world. I don't want to cause damage.

But I don't want childhood enforced. Not from me or from society.

I'm having a really hard time putting this into words. And I'm not sure if I'm making much sense.

And maybe where I'm coming from is that I have been disabused of so many of the ideals that were either foisted on me or that I had adopted in good faith.

The kids who are on environmental and moral and vice crusades are going to be really disappointed and possibly fucked up when their actions in 10 years fly in the face of how they are taught to judge people today.

Is there a way to reveal the world gradually to developing humans that is more realistic?

Is there a way to have integrity with your word and actions, honoring your children at their stage of life while still honoring your own needs and desires as an adult?

Or is subterfuge and illusion the best we have to offer?

Comments are now closed on this post due to spamming.
~S

[+] Posted by Sinner at 12:02 AM :: 5 Submissives [+]