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Sorry for being off the air for a bit, I had my first and hopefully last severe allergy attack that resulted in 2 visits to the ER, lots of drugs and treatments, cold showers and moving as little as possible. The good news is, I’m almost back to normal.

I’ll be off the air for a bit as I’m heading to Paradise Unbound in Washington state. I won’t have my computer and little phone access as roaming is expensive. If you are there, say hi. I’m looking forward to getting away, seeing friends, hot scenes and meeting new people. See you when I get back.

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A company I review toys for recently sent me this to review.  I thought it was an interesting little item, but once I got down to using it, I started thinking.  Why is it that there are so many products being made lately which take the personal touch out of BDSM, or even sex in general?

Especially for some of the more forceful types of play I am into, touch is a very important thing to me.  Using devices and being tied up is fun, yes!  It is absolutely freeing to have so many of your options taken away, and in such a vulnerable way.  When I was first interested in BDSM I had no equipment.  True you can buy so many non-kinky things in a typical grocery store, and “kink-ify” them.  I’m talking about before I did that.  When BDSM was very new (to me).  What about the first times?  In the beginning, my partners and me would use commands, hands, etc to get our point across and have a good time. 

I love receiving spankings.  Paddles, floggers, dragon’s tongue, you name it, we’ve got plenty of beating instruments.  One thing has been gnawing at me while receiving these delicious tortures lately though.  What ever happened to being tossed around like a rag doll, and feeling the weight of your hand while you beat me, again and again?  What ever happened to your hand feeling the bruises it was making AS it was making them. 

Now, I’m not saying that Master does not do those things with me.  He does.  It just makes me sad to think about the lack of physical contact that some of the toys out there are marketing.  A strap to make it easier for you to choke me with your cock?  For Heaven’s sake!  Grab (Want to read more...)

We went to our favourite secondhand bookshop.

I usually feel comfortable in bookshops: I can spend hours meandering through the stacks. I love finding treasures; I know I’ve found one when I suddenly realise I’ve been reading a book and lost track of the time – which means it’s time to buy it!

This time we were on a different sort of treasure hunt. We were looking for the perfect spot to strip off and snap some pictures, while minimising the risk of having another patron walk in on our adventure. There was one other person on this floor, but he was in another room and engrossed in his own bibliographical adventure.

I had chosen clothes that were quick and easy to take off and put back on. Off came my little schoolgirl miniskirt and the black polo neck sweater, and then click, click, click. We’d done it!

And we bought some books too – after I got dressed again!

This was another adventure in our scavenger hunt – an idea we’ve had to inspire us to more and better dares. We have more adventures planned!

~ Wanton Wednesday ~ Half Nekkid Thursday ~

Trying out video reviews.

This Tantus Suction Cup review is graciously made possible by PinkCherry.com, a women-friendly place to buy sex toys and vibrators. This is the type of bullet I talk about that I could not find at my place.

This month’s book review is about a different form of relationship structure than the traditional D/s that you read about on practically every site and book you browse. Domestic Discipline by Jules Markham is about creating harmony in your relationship through the use of consensual discipline. The basic form of discipline preferred by Domestic Discipline (DD) practitioners is spanking but has also been known to use enemas as part of the program.

In the first few chapters you will get an introduction to DD as well as what makes it different from BDSM, begin to learn about emotional cycles and what the psychological process of DD does to a relationship when used correctly. I really enjoyed learning how our emotional cycles generate the positive and negative behaviors that we see in each other and ourselves. I also thought that DD has a good premise for how spanking and discipline helps manage the emotional cycle and promotes longer positive behaviors in the cycle and less negative ones.

With every Domestic Discipline relationship there is consensual spanking for two reasons. There is punishment spanking and therapeutic spanking. The former is for correcting negative behavior and infractions or rule breaking. Therapeutic spanking can help the passive partner to move past a negative side of their emotional cycle faster and can help with working through emotions of any type.

The middle of the book covers spanking and non-spanking punishment. It talks about discipline being broken down into 4 phases and depending on the severity of the behavior will carry a 1,2, 3 or 4 phase punishment. In between each phase is a corner time imposed to rest the skin to keep it sensitive and not go numb (many submissives may know what leatherbutt is… the breaks in punishment help prevent that) but also for the passive partner to reflect on (Want to read more...)

This is how we feel about our Black Room too:

I have heavy curtains over my windows, because I want the outside world to go away when I’m here. I have large mirrors on my walls because I want to see everything, and I want you to see it too. I will not allow you to think that your desires are ugly and should be hidden. In these rooms, we will speak of them and look at them and love them.

I can play in other places, and I do. But this space is special to me. I’m proud of what I have created here. These are not just rooms. When you’re in my space, you’re inside my head. And if you’re in my space, it’s because I want to get into yours.

Mistress Matisse said it here.

The other day I posted about how much we are enjoying the Shoe / Boot Harness we purchased from one of our favorite green toy companies, InHerTube.

I promised in that post to share our other purchase from InHerTube with you soon ... here it is!


"Looking for a toy with some serious oomph behind it?", says the InHerTube website, and they are not wrong there:

"Made of mild steel chain, welded and filed smooth, the ChainCock has you covered! The shaft is either 6 1/2 or 7 1/2 inches long and 1 1/8 inch at the widest points. The handle is curved for easy control and can also be used for effective g-spot or p-spot stimulation. For those who enjoy temperature play, the ChainCock can be heated up in a sink of warm water or cooled down in the freezer. Clean up with soap, water and then dry thoroughly. You can also use your favorite disinfectant if desired. We recommend always using a condom with this toy"

The moment sol and I saw the ChainCock we desperately, DESPERATELY, wanted it! The biggest sized one, of course.

It arrived with another great Customs' label ("metal sculpture") (well, it is). We liked it so much we even took it to a munch last weekend. I must admit, though, our friends didn't react as enthusiastically as we expected ... the subs all got very wide eyes and went quiet, and all the dominants gave me THAT LOOK. You know, the one your kinky friends give you when you are letting your perversions run a little too wild *grin*. Well, we don't care. We think our ChainCock is pretty sensational.

When we play with the ChainCock we use a condom as advised - here's sol rolling a condom (Want to read more...)

I just love a nice vanilla object that has been perverted to BDSM play. Such is the case with the Pinwheel BDSM Toy. Actually called the Wartenburg Wheel, this pinwheel is a medical device used to measure nerve reactions. It was invented by, you guessed it, Dr. Wartenberg. Hardly used in the medical field anymore it has risen from the ashes in the SM world.

I LOVE pinwheels, I use them in almost every play session I have. For the newbie its look is intimidating and painful. To the knowledgeable player the pinwheel often brings on moans, screams and giggles of delightful sensuality and torture. Scary or desired, the one sure thing is the Pinwheel BDSM Toy falls under sensation play category. I do believe anyone with an open mind can enjoy a little spiky wheel play as it can be used in a pleasurable way. Of course the person has to be willing even if the tool is used nicely.

Usually presented in a little plastic black pouch, this tool is made of chrome over stainless steel and measures just under 7 inches long. The handle is about 5.5 inches long and is usually flat with a textured pattern to improve grip. Although the online pic showed all metal mine came with a pale pink coated handle (which I adore). The wheel end is attached to the the handle on an axis that spins freely. The wheel is about 1 inch in diameter, the spikes themselves about 3/8 of an inch long. There is a total of 20 spikes which are relatively sharp but not automatically piercing.

To use this BDSM Toy just start of by applying the wheel perpendicular to the skin and roll along the body softly.See how the receiver reacts. Depending on the body part (Want to read more...)

We found that we’re probably going to need one more storage “system” with probably three more drawers in it.  But, this is excellent for now.  All the toys are put away, and the bedroom looks tidier now.  It was a bit hard configuring the “tower” because certain toys cannot touch each other or else they can get damaged.  I’m going to sew some bags to put each toy in individually so that it’s easier to put things away.  Just for the record, this is not all of our toys, these are simply all of our bedroom toys.  We keep a lot of other toys in various places around the house.  Bathroom, front room, etc.

After we got all this stuff put together we had a couple more errands to run.  One of the stores we had to go to was near a mall, and the mall was having a 1 year celebration!  It was cool.  They had people up on stilts, free face painting, prizes you could win, etc.  I was nervous, but Master (Want to read more...)

He:

Sometimes I wish that there were no consequences,” she is saying, “sometimes I wish that each bright shining new moment could be enjoyed for what it is, without it leading to something else and something else and something else again. Sometimes I envy those old guys with Altzheimers who can’t remember what happened yesterday and don’t know what’s happening tomorrow and just live each day as it comes. Listen, does this sound weird to you?”

I try to focus on what she is saying; it is hard to drag my mind back to the conversation. She is sprawled next to me on the couch with legs akimbo, showing a disturbing amount of flesh. One boot is stretched out on the coffee table, the other is hooked up on the couch beside me. Since her dress buttons up the front I can see a good way up her stockings; far enough for it to be quite clear that they are indeed stockings. For a moment I envy the guy opposite for his less impeded view, but then her warm thigh nudges mine as she rocks it back and forth and I quickly change my mind.

“Uh huh.” is all I can manage.

She waves her hand airily, “Sometimes I wish that I could pick up some gorgeous guy without wondering if he’s a psycho, or if he will still respect me in the morning, or if I’ll ever see him again, or if he’ll make a good father to my children if I ever get around to having any. Maybe it’s just me; my insecurity, my worries, my anxieties. Maybe I always want to know too much.”

It’s early Saturday night on Karangahape Road. The Angle is sparsely populated with leftover people in everyday clothes; it’s still too early for (Want to read more...)