Sadist Podcast Episode 16: Vitamin Pain

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Professor Tutivillus Grift discusses the merits of Vitamin Pain and a strict regime of Masochism, play and pain study.

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DungeonPlace Podcast Episode 22 Pt 2: Dick Bullets

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Part 2! Where the DungeonPlace panel learns the shocking truth behind Dick Bullets, cumming not being enough, the manufacturing of Pain Sluts and what web sites turn us on! (Hint…Asian women on a timer!)

Oh…and we like being thrown through windows!

Favorite Kinky Porn Sites: Which ones get your motor running?

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Kinky Word of The Day: Defenestration: “ is the act of throwing someone or something out of a window.[1] The term “defenestration” was coined around the time of an incident in Prague Castle in the year 1618. The word comes from the Latin de- (from) and fenestra (window or opening)http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Defenestration

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Panel: Tutivillus, Misha, HeyNurse, Goddess, Sythen, SyrBigDog, Aine32, Lscribbens

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Sadist Podcast Episode 9 – Tofu Frog


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The podcast episode where Tutivillus discusses sadism, pain, pain sluts, PETA and Tofu Frogs.

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It has been a little over a year that I began my journey into the realm of BDSM. I have been noticing lately some interesting conversations on various message boards that have me reflecting upon my past and current experiences. One question in particular struck a chord for me: “Am I really a pain slut?” I can certainly empathize with the confusion that was expressed in that particular post. I remember clearly when I was first confronted with what was to my mind an unacceptable part of my nature. Tutivillus had just administered my first real beating which I admitted at the time I enjoyed immensely. It confused me greatly how good it felt to be hurt. When we first negotiated the scene, I was intrigued by the bondage and only mildly curious about the pain. It took me by surprise how turned on I was to his hand and paddle striking my bared bottom. With each ‘whack’ I became more in tune to not only Tutivillus but to my own body, my own mind and my own heart. It took me several days to come to peace with the possibility that I was a lover of pain. I was as yet unconvinced that it was indeed a reality.

During these past twelve months, I continued exploring the darker side of myself. I have always known I adored bondage and rope, but learning about pain took a great deal of courage as well as a level of self-acceptance. Not one to shrink from self-discovery I began experimenting with different types of pain and sensation play. I discovered that I enjoyed the ‘whack’ of a paddle very much, but the sting of a single tail, left me a whimpering coward. I learned that I adore the bite of clothes pins and nipple clamps and even more so to have them ripped off me. As I began to reconcile the societal conditioning that “pain = bad”, I gave my self permission to enjoy all of the sensations that my Dom offered me. As I embraced, the pain I discovered the new heights that I could be taken to sexually. I look forward to the feel of my Dom’s hand whether he gives me pleasure or pain. I crave the touch of his paddle, the feel of his clamps on my breasts, his teeth biting, the ropes burning my wrists. The pain contrasts and heightens the pleasure he gives. The administering of pain has forged a bond of trust with my Dom, that I didn’t realize could exist between two people. Now a year later, I am no longer conflicted but fully accept who and what I am. I am a pain slut and I revel in the knowledge.

Shackles, Paddles & Staples Oh My! (NSFW)

nsfw...Yellow Ribbons After watching a scene, a friend of mine was putting her “toys” back into her box.  There they were… a pair of Leg Irons. My feet shot out, my mouth salivated, my pulse raced. They were a birthday present from her husband. She grinned ear to ear and was all to happy to accommodate my wish. She then realized her matching wrist irons were in the car! 5 minutes later I was “in irons”, and in my mind, my own personal slice of submissive heaven. As I moved around the party, socialized and smoked, I could not help but grin ear to ear. Feeling the cold chains on my skin refreshing. Being teased, touched, and paddled a few times playfully. Is this what it feels like to “play” at a party? Why in the hell has it taken me so long? This was my 5th event, and I must say it was a night full of “Firsts” for this cat.

3 hours later, the irons were removed. I sat and pondered, as I watched a suspension scene, a flogging scene, fellow party goers showing off their toys, what am I to do next?  Flogging? No, not yet. Rope? Nah, don’t have the guts to ask. Then I saw her… another friend of mine, who is well known for her imagination, sadistic streak and skill with needle play. She had this surgical stapler in her toy box, that I have been curious as hell about, but afraid to try.  So I asked her, and she just grinned her beautiful hazel eyed smile.

Needless to say, I ended the evening with 16 staples and pretty yellow ribbon. I was pleasantly surprised, and loved the sensation. (especially one in each nipple allowing for my tassels) I left the staples & ribbon in for about an hour or more as I moved around the party. Relishing in each of my movements, as they tugged, pulled and strained my skin.

I am in no way a “pain slut” but this sensation and feeling of Saturday evening are ones that I will not soon forget. For those that know me, they know it was a big step for me. I gleefully claim that I crave more of these “sensations” as I move down this path. It makes me think and ponder this one question “Why did I wait so long?”

More to come for sure….

Meow ;)

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