Think of it as something deep and unknown. A thing of intelligence that lives deep. A thing of power, needing to be coaxed out – released. It’s a reflection of many aspects of you – the pieces and bits that built you. When I cause you pain I see the reflections of my own pain shimmering back at me.
When it all comes out, we’re just not too much different.
There are so many people writing and reflecting about their pain…the meanings of it. Why do they want it? What is the significance of this desire, this craving for pain?
I enjoy listening to as many other Kinky podcasts as possible. One of my favorites is the Masocast. Very enlightening!
His episode “Reaction Junkie” had a particular impact. This is the excerpt:
A conversation with Sascha about different kinds of non-monogamy, advice for men who email her, merging her halves and more.
Pretty much every one of those talking points…spoke to me. I always struggle to define (or NOT define) my non-monogamy, I am baffled by some of the communication from the people who contact me (both men and women) and walking with an animal inside is always a good time.
Listen to it. There is MUCH insight. Get familiar with the host. You can find him on Twitter: @unspeakableaxe. We’re also trading interviews before too long!
Should the life of a Kink require we live like we’re two separate halves of a whole being? I’m not talking about knowing when it’s “the time or place” for kink – I’m speaking of living and being happy with all parts of our lives.
Sadist, masochist, kink, submissive, master…shouldn’t matter. God-fearing, godless, Democrat, Republican, family, single. Is one half of you pulling on the other until you feel like you’re being torn apart?
If yes? If this life is stressing you with the contradictions, it’s time for a change.
I asked this question on FriendFeed yesterday and got a fairly typical response. It was simply a response from a fairly “vanilla” audience. So I ask a more “Kink-centric” audience the question.
When do you consider a relationship “Open”?
Is it the act of letting go of your partner while they play in a Scene with another?
Is it you or your partner participating in the various acts of sex in all it’s various and wonderful forms with another?
I’m not talking about Polyamory. I’m addressing the concept of Open relationships. Engaging in Play (provide your own definition of that word) without the additional attachment you find in Poly situations.
I had my first session with my ponyboy… it went so well I even attached a video for your enjoyment. (Yes I am trying to be funny…)
This video represents how intense it made me feel.
Who says that having sex with your pony boy equates to bestiality? If you ask me… they are full of it. However, should I be concerned that he is hung like a horse?
I had to discipline him this evening. It was quite empowering to be in my 6″ heels, wielding my crop, and holding the reigns attached to his head piece harness. I think I did a good job… either that or I should look into some salt peter.
I need a name for my pony… any suggestions?
I finished the evening by fitting a CB3000 and attaching my padlock. Got to train him to be a good pony. Enjoy the video, it is pretty funny, and plus hearing Joan Collins say fuck is priceless.
More to come, we must get crackin… we have a fetish event coming up… and I would love to bring my pony with me!
Meow!
I had my first session with my ponyboy… it went so well I even attached a video for your enjoyment. … yes I am trying to be funny… this video represents how intense it was. But who says that having sex with your pony boy equates to beastiality? If you ask me… they are full of it. However, should I be concerned that he is hung like a horse?I had to discipline him this evening. It was quite empowering to be in my 6″ heels, weilding my crop, and holding the reigns in his harness. It really turned me on… I think I did a good job… either that or I should look into some salt peter.
The smell of baking bread and homemade soup waft through my kitchen. The aroma triggers happy memories of cold rainy winter days in Oregon. Hot soup and homemade bread always remind me of my childhood on the farm.
My nose is sensitive and I have always been attracted to certain scents. Certain smells are catalysts of memory for me. Olfactophilia is the sexual attraction to or sexual arousal by smells emanating from the body especially the sexual areas. I would say that, for me, smells can be fetish-like in their manifestation. There are certain smells that trigger a sexual response from me.
For example, I absolutely adore the smell of freshly washed male. I love to go down on a man who has just gotten out of the shower. There is something about the combination of the scent of his clean skin and the soap that arouses me completely. I love the scent that lingers along his balls and the inside of his thighs. Sometimes sweaty male is a good thing too. The slight body odor that a man has after physical exertion just makes me melt with desire. I dearly love the scent of my lover’s skin as well as his taste and texture under my tongue. I find that a handkerchief with his scent helps tremendously with coping with sub-drop. I have been known to pick up his shirts and bury my face in them from time to time. To quote Neil Simon’s “American Girl” , “I just love the way he smells!
Do Men Sleep Around More Than Women? It talks about how men generally overestimate their number of sexual partners. Women, it seems, tend to keep a running tally and remember pretty much everything about their partners.
Hmmm. Personal experience here? I’ve not got a “promiscuous” history, and the number of partners I’ve had has increased significantly in just the last 5-7 years. But most of the women I know STILL out number the partners they’ve had.
And no…I remember VERY little about my partners. I could give an accurate number, but names? Other details? Not a chance.
Does this make me a man-whore?
And what’s your experience? Who’s accurate and to what detail?
“AN unusual sex survey has found that Australians who enjoy bondage and discipline are not damaged or dangerous, and might even be happier than those who practise “normal” sex.”
Not that we needed a survey to tell us this (sexual repression just pisses me off). But it’s nice to see some actual research pushing the perceptions.
Why have many in the Kink community become prudes? Where has the sex gone??
I was listening to one of Jack Rinella’s Podcasts today and one of his guests let fly the title.
“No sex please, we’re kinky!”
I about fell from my chair to lie twitching on the floor. It’s a sad fact, but one that’s true. We’ve taken the sex out of our Lifestyle! And this is a very sexual lifestyle! No, I personally don’t need to fuck every sub/girl/slave or pet that I impart kink upon, but it’s fun if I do. Isn’t that one of the reasons we have “Play Parties??”
I won’t deny it.
I, Tutivillus, love to inflict pain for pleasure. I also love to fuck. I enjoy (RELISH) incorporating sexual acts into my scenes.
So, praytell fellow kinksters…where’s the sex? I think we’re out of balance…
