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Listener suggestion!

• From Twitter – careid69: “How to keep the intensity after the training is complete”

• Anatomy of a roleplaying scene? – there’s probably more people like myself who are interested in roleplaying but just don’t know how to go about actually doing one (and how to alleviate the self-consciousness of it perhaps).
  • “Remember that role playing is not simply about being someone else for an evening; it helps both of you divulge preferences that you may otherwise not reveal. Although you’re behaving like someone else, these kinds of games give away your true interests”
  • http://www.lovingyou.com/content/passion/passionplay-content.php?ART=roleplaying
  • http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/1354350/sexy_role_playing_costumes.html
  • http://www.askmen.com/dating/love_tip/46b_love_tip.html
  • http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Roleplaying
  • http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sexual_roleplay
  • Plus a DEMO!
• Dealing with Mistakes in a Scene

The Burn Report! A very brief report and account of making a theme camp at the Utah Burn. Once a Month update until the Big Weekend.

• What we’re planning on building (furniture)
• And some of the inside details of planning a Theme Camp for Kinksters

Kinky Word of the Day

Sapiosexuality: To become attracted to or sexually aroused by intelligence and its use.

SOTD: My Bottom Smarts: http://bottomsmarts.blogspot.com/

Panel: Tutivillus, DarlingEvil, Goddess, Sythen, Misha, LScribbens

Tags: podcast, roleplaying, role playing, kink, kinky, bdsm, bondage, nuns, burn, burning man, utah burn, element 11, sapiosexuality, spanking, theme camp,  mistakes, reputation, intensity, training, defile

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I was asked recently about how I would introduce someone to the world of BDSM. I thought about it, and decided I prefer my way best. I do this by suggesting somewhere everyone involved can be comfortable, with little or no time constraint, get a drink and talk about ideas, thoughts and desires, and often, expectations.

So, after getting a couple of basic thoughts and precautions out of the way, where do I begin? Certainly there are forms of verbal and mental dominance that can be practiced anywhere, even by text and email if you cannot, or aren’t ready to, meet face to face, although online feels too surreal and ‘distant’ to me,(you are not to talk to strangers, you can only wear blue clothing today, you need to ask the person in charge/boss/supervisor if you can use the bathroom every time you need it).

For more physical play, I tend to start with a little wax play, or a spanking. The wax is fun, messy, just a little kinky and yet not too far from Vanilla. Spanking, well that’s another matter entirely.

To me, spanking a woman can be taken in several different directions. I find it intimate; the closeness, the scent of her, the warmth as I pull her tight to me as she positions herself over my knee.

I prefer a woman in bra and panties over my knee, but it’s also a thrill when I have a woman in a skirt needing a spanking. Instructing her to raise the rear to expose her panties and loosen her blouse. Have her drape herself across my knees and lock her in place with the elbow of my ‘free’ arm and proceed to caress and gently warm her backside with my hand. I use it frequently as either punishment or reward (bad girls are spanked; good girls are spanked and get ice-cream).

This spanking process lets me break someone into my world of Kink gently. It can be a great alone or as foreplay, as warm up to (or cool down from) a more intense scene. It is also a doorway to more play, and further discussions as interest is piqued.

Oh yes, and I enjoy it.

As summer heat builds it’s time to get back to the foundations of training my wife to be my submissive.

We met as Kinks. We fucked as Kinks. We’ve built a life as Kinks. Until this year, we did not live this life 24/7. We carefully segregated our time.

We still do. Our family life is key, so we’ve carefully devised a plan to blend our Kink into the daily life of time as a family. It’s subterranean around the children, they see nothing. We expose them to nothing.

Yet, it’s there. And we are conducting the training 24/7.

How? Well, I’ll go into that over time.

In the mean time, training.

DE’s resistant and independent spirit will be used to forge her into a powerful submissive and a mighty Domme.

She is mine.

She will serve.

And I adore her.

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

One dollar paddle done!

It’s drilled, sanded and laquered.

A very basic, light and simple paddle…$1.

Someone’s ass is going to be very, very bruised.

(BTW – The pic was taken with a new lens and the new flash setup. Someone’s ass will also be well photographed!)

Across my body she lay. Breasts hanging just off the edge of my far leg, my left arm holding her down. Half attempt at resistance – her legs kicked slowly, ass raised slightly.

I raise my hand and bring in down, fingers close together.

Impact, sound, reaction.

The tempo is slow, deliberate, changing the point of impact often – conjuring a nice, even red glow. My hands register some heat and the first smells of arousal and the hand falls hard, fingers open, staying on the skin for an extra two counts.

She groans, shifts as the spanking begins to register higher on the pain scale.  I raise my arm, grab her hair and pull. Fingers tighten on my leg as her head rises, she gasps and I hit with three staccato bursts, whipping her ass with my finger tips.

The moans change to a grunt, her body tightens and the breath grows deeper.

My left hand begins to spank her as my fingers stroke her pussy lightly and come away wet. On the couch, next to me is a small paddle.

Not quite time for that…but close. I grin. The slaps grow louder, the noises more urgent and the heat from her flesh increases.  One shuddering blow from the right and another from the left make screams. She squirms on my lap and I hold her tight against me spanking hard with the free hand until my flesh begins to tingle…

This is work. This is hard work.

I have a good friend. He has 2 girls. It is becoming routine for he and I to bounce questions, ideas, thoughts and general philosophies off of each other. In short, we’ve become a 2 man support team. He watches me, I watch him. We give each other advice and encouragement. What I’ve learned over the years (and what had held me back) was the simple fact that the D/s, D/g, BDSM relationships were not easy.

They are the most complex relationships I’ve entered into. I wouldn’t call them “difficult” (they’re only as difficult as we make them), but they are challenging. In turn they are endlessly rewarding. They aren’t a “Feast of Sex”. They aren’t a chorus of screams and torture.

I believe they are this (for all parties):

A constant journey of sacrifice, surrender, release, discovery and love.

I am pleased beyond any words I can place on these pages to be sharing this journey with my DE and my girl and all of you.

No. It’s not easy. But it sure as hell isn’t difficult.

Round, firm and waiting for the hand…

DE's ass

The last coat of Poly is drying, he’s sanded and ready to go.

The new paddle

Now. I just need a name for him…suggestions?

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