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SF’s “IRON DOM” contest is tomorrow!
The “Iron Dom” contest has been going on for a while now, and I’ve participated in it, as either a willing “victim” or a Judge. This time I’ll be the MC…whatever the fuck that means. I assume it means I get to talk trash, and for this I am always prepared to step up to…
Read MoreHNT ~ Dana Lends a Hand. Or Two.
Somewhere between a multi-limbed Hindu deity and that Janet Jackson cover is me, recently having been beaten to the ground and my insanely gorgeous friend Dana, who you can’t see. But you get the point. The preceding scene left a few bruises and marks, but not as many as the *&^%$#@& mosquitoes in Wisconsin. Damn.…
Read MoreRunning away to home.
Dark moods are not unknown to me. Though I have many fewer now than I did even a year ago, and by orders of magnitude fewer today than I did when I a still actively drinking myself to death. the (up?down?)side to this is that today, I am committed to turning my heart to face these moods…
Read MoreHNT…boys don’t make passes…
…at girls who wear glasses. Which is too bad, really. Because being myopic has very, very few evolutionary advantages. But one of them is this: I am essentially blindfolded once my glasses are off.
Read MoreWorking. Hard.
Occasionally I am tasked with sorting through the porn we receive to see if there is anything I might find appropriate for one of the sites I work on. And usually the answer is, “Nope.” Kinky people are fussy about their pron, and usually I am bored as fuck when I see yet another bunch…
Read MoreSubmit. Fiercely.
“Sekhmet” ~ by Laurel Green  As often happens my brain revs up to impossible speeds just as I’m going to sleep. I am certain that this is because “normal working hours†are at odds with the hours in which I work best. I am NOT. Bloody. Diurnal. If the average person has an 8-hour window…
Read MoreA little strut, and a little attention whoring.
On Friday my post Made the FLESHBOT SEX BLOG ROUNDUP! Mad props to Madeline Glass for the Fleshbotty loving. And if you wanna spread some loving my way, and can take a second to surf on over to Between My Sheets and nom-nom-nominate me for a SexyBlogger nod, I’ll be thankful and shit. Or something.
Read MoreFeeling wrong feels right.
A few years back, I saw an insanely rough sex moment in an adult flick. A man was hitting it doggie style, shagging the hell out of a woman while pulling her arms into a painful stretch behind her. He then abruptly folded her arms together on the small of her back, swung his leg up…
Read MoreScene Report: Diva #23
Shibaricon marked the first BDSM Convention for which I’d made multiple play-dates, all of which I initiated. I’ve spent the past year-and-a-half of so building up my kink résumé with many events, cons and classes: and all but a handful of them were out of state. I haven’t played much locally of late, and I…
Read MoreSalvaged from the Ashes.
I was lamenting the fact that I had not only the bitterness of not being able to perform in the run of the musical I’d been rehearsing for months, but also how that had precluded my being able to take a presenter’s berth for few BDSM events. Several I’d really been interested in I hadn’t…
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