Posts Tagged ‘gray’
Rope & Ash: photography by Michele Serchuk.
I can’t say enough about how much I admire Michele Serchuk’s work. A creator of iconic photography, she has shitloads of photos that every kinkster & pervert has seen so often they become almost ubiquitous as benchmarks for kink, fetish and BDSM. So when she offered me the opportunity to work with her, I squeaked…
Read MoreRope rants.
 Leave it to Gray to go ranting about some shit.  The subject of the most recent Graydancer’s Ropecast included a rant (which isn’t all that ranty, so if you are hoping for spittle-flying desk-pounding histrionics, you’ll be sorely disappointed. I kinda was hoping for some heavy breathing and shouting, but noooooo…) about the difficulty of teaching…
Read MoreOMG How Lucky is Graydancer?!?!
I like talking. I do it quite a bit. I even do it virtually. A lot. Because I enjoy it. I started talking when I was only a few months old, according to my Mom. I’m sure it was kind of cool until she realized I. Would. Not. Stop. But I’ve managed to do pretty…
Read MoreShibaricon was the shizz, yo.
If you were at the FUCKING AWESOME Shibaricon in Chicago this past weekend, you know how much WIN was contained therein. I’ve been traveling bunches this past 6 months or so. More than ever before in conjunction with BDSM scene events. Much of the time, I spend an inordinate amount of time in my room…
Read MoreMarked inside.
Yesterday afternoon I was walking through the lobby of the Beyond Leather host hotel here in Fort Lauderdale, Florida. Not long after teaching my second class of the day, I found myself in an intriguing exchange with a dashing salt-and-pepper haired gentleman of British extraction. He was holding my hand and pressing his lips to the back of…
Read MorePerfectly flawed.
 Being submissive and desiring slavery, craving physical and emotional ownership would seem to place me at a disadvantage, relationship-wise I have to be the one looking to fit into the right “place,” right? I mean, there is the topdominantowner, fully formed and domly and all, needing me to be what THEY need in order…
Read MoreNot tidy. Not polished. Still real.
Trusting myself enables me to do truly miraculous things…like trust others. Trusting others enables us to do truly miraculous things, like make pain transcendent and find new ways to access our souls. In addition to this past weekend being my second anniversary of being sober (whee!) I was in Chicago to talk about a play-style…
Read MoreNot gonna tell you yet.
I have many words at my disposal…my odd propensity for occasionally reading dictionaries and my incessant hoovering of information blended with my never-ending quest for the most apt or surreal metaphors and similes rarely leaves me at a loss. Yet this weekend I found myself at a loss several times. I was in Chicago to…
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