Meat me halfway.

When I first entered the BDSM/kink “community,” I realised that, in addition to being referred to as a “n00b” [or newbie by the less nerdy kinksters] I was also slapped with the label “fresh meat.” And treated accordingly…for a few moments. Due to my particular circumstances [I was immediately involved in a restricted relationship and…

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Five Years Ago Today

Five Years Ago Today, I received possibly the most Austrian marriage “proposal” in the history of ever. We had lunch today in Grand Central, to commemorate the afternoon that Der Spousemeister, agitated after a weaksauce meeting with an arrogant lawyer, seemed like he might have proposed. How does this happen, you ask? Well, lemmie tell…

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Dear White Folks in Africa: Sorry!

I don’t often get direct hate-mail, and certainly not hate-mail from the Motherland. Today, not only did those streams get crossed, I’ve been advised that, somehow, I will be responsible for the safety of whites in Africa. “But Mollena,” you thoughtfully inquire, “…what in the actual fuck?” Read on, my friend. Read on. On Sun,…

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More With.

If you don’t know, you need to know. There is a magnificent human, LadySpeech Sankofa aka QuiAnna Ray, and you absolutely need to pick up what she’s laying down. She often shares on Facebook, and does weekly reading and affirmation shares. One afternoon in October, I tuned in for QuiAnna Ray’s Monday reading. On this…

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It goes to show you never can tell.

I’m a fan of Google calendar. I’ve never had a head for recalling dates, and time has an odd, elastic quality for me. An event that went down 38 years ago will sometimes resonate with greater strength than yesterday’s happenings, and even a phrase or a snippet of song can pull my entire body back…

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#WhyIDidntReport

#WhyIDidntReport Los Angeles, 1993. I was working at a pool bar that was actually an Armenian mafia front, but I did not know that yet. A co-worker invited me to her Mom’s bar…free drinks all night. How could a fledging alkie resist? She casually mentioned it was absolutely the safest place to go hang out…

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Just me. Just now. Just fine.

Going to Leather, Kink and BDSM events brings so much to the forefront of my mind. Most impactful are my social anxiety and the pressure I place(d) on myself to excel at everything. To be the best presenter. The most amazing bottom/sub. To be a part of one of the most memorable scenes. Once I…

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Easter Conference Recap!

I was quite honored to be invited to Germany for the Easter Conference. And very pleased that we managed to work out recording my opening speech. With much gratitude ot Beatrice Behn, half of the duo who brought the world “The Artist And The Pervert.” SO, here it is! WLT*I* Easter Conference Talk – Mollena…

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The Artist & The Pervert & The Lapsed Blogger.

Wow it has been a while…but life has many twists and turns and I am absolutely letting go of blogdeath guilt! If you follow me on Facebook or Instagram, you’ve seen so much of our lives you’re probably up in my cheese extensively! SO you probably know that we spent a year consensually stalked by…

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