Apr 13, 2014

A Bit of Fun from the Top

A few days ago, I got the chance to play with an old friend of mine, along with a couple new friends that I hadn’t yet met, but had been trying to for quite some time. Due to a recent injury, I wasn’t well enough to endure potentially stressful bondage positions, so I brushed off my ‘Dom’ side for the evening. I’ve had very little play in the last several months, so jumping back into a kinky setting was a much needed stress reliever, even if I wasn’t being bound. As I entered, the gear was neatly spread about the living room, waiting for my own to be added.

We were planning on doing a mummification later in the evening, but discovered that we had plenty of duct tape, but not enough plastic wrap. After a quick trip up to the local home improvement store, we started with some rope. I tied one boy to a chair, while my friend tied the other to an opposing chair. As we both neared completion of our ties, the doorbell rang. This was rather unexpected by both of us, but it turned out to be yet another very cute guy joining our merry band for the evening. After some teasing, we untied the two bound boys and all had a quick drink.

Up next was the planned mummification. We started pretty normal with plastic wrap and traditional gray duct tape. I wanted to do the head in a different color, so we decided on a delightfully bright pink. I love encasement and objectification, and so does the boy we were mummifying, so we were sure to include an inflatable tube gag to ensure that no facial skin was exposed. Aside from our mummy’s locked dick, he was nothing but a duct tape object for us to play with. After we had a pink head, the rest of the mummy just looked too plain, so I added some quick and easy decoration with some bright stripes. It’s not an elaborate decoration, but I think it really helps with the overall ‘curb appeal’.

Feb 10, 2014

Beyond Limits

On my final day of MAL 2014, I did something a little out of character. To be honest, it was way out of character. I was bound in a pretty basic spread eagle. More than two hours later, I was released from the most painful kink experience of my life to date.

Back at IML 2013, I spent a fair amount of time teasing a new friend. Well, that new friend happens to be a Dom, and now it was time to see that side of him. When the scene began, I knew I was in for an intense ride, but I had no idea how far it would actually go. I was expecting some light pain and a lot of edging and teasing. Almost immediately after I was bound, I was dealt a series of blows from a riding crop. Normally, an excessive amount of pain is not my thing, but a small amount of pain is welcome in a scene. This time it was different. After the first few strikes, I began to realize that as much as I didn't want to continue to endure any pain, I needed to. But why?

Even during the scene, I began to wonder why I was punishing myself like this. Did some part of me feel that I deserved this? Until recently, I had experienced an abundance of emotional pain. Did I need physical pain to balance it out? It wasn’t until after the scene that I realized that neither of these were the case. In fact, writing this post is what pushed me to take a closer look at the scene. I spent a majority of my flight home thinking about the scene and why I pushed myself so far beyond my own limits. What I discovered is that my recent low had a great deal of influence on the matter.

If you know me personally, or read my blog, you’re probably aware that I recently spent several months in a lull. Emotional conflict drove me to reduce contact with friends, family, and everything kinky. As a result, I lost a great deal of self-confidence. Fortunately, a short conversation combined with MAL was the cure to pulling me out of my rut. Unknown to me at the time, there was still more work to be done before I could be myself again.

One of the things I enjoy about kink is taking a step out of my comfort zone. I find it quite thrilling to try something new, even if it scares me a little. This has been the driving force behind many new kink interests and enjoyments, such as electro, sounding, and watersports. While I was in my lull, I had no drive to try new things like this. Naturally, after the transition back to my old self began, I was eager to try something new and push a limit or two. I have found this to be a large part of why I readily accepted so much pain in this scene. While I was eager to step out of my comfort zone, my real motivator in this scene was to see what I could take before I broke. I wanted to, no... I needed to prove to myself that I was still capable of leaving my comfort zone: An action that I believe to be crucial in truly exploring kink.

So the scene continued. Impact after impact struck my body in various places. What felt like an hour into the scene, but was most likely 30 minutes, I began to fall into subspace. As much as I hate to say it, this is a rare occurrence for me. Regardless of the discomfort and pain I was experiencing, I became focused on taking it in order to please my Dom. I was later told that my screams could be heard down the hall. By the end of the scene, I was beginning to tear up into my blindfold. When the pain ended, I was comforted by my Dom, both physically and verbally. I didn’t quite reach my breaking point, but I regained my self-confidence.

Now it’s time to get back to exploring.

Jan 29, 2014

MAL 2014

After having to miss it last year, I was really excited to be able to make it to my first MAL this year. The weekend started rather late on Thursday evening, as we didn’t arrive at the host hotel until after 10 pm. While it was late, we got things going right away. After settling into the room, we went downstairs to have a drink in a somewhat busy lobby. Before leaving the room, my hands were quickly handcuffed behind my back. I remained that way for the entire duration of our time there, only being released after arriving back up to the room for the night. In only a couple of hours, I met several new people and enjoyed the company of several other old friends.

The next morning started with the usual healthy breakfast and a healthy walk. I’ve never been to DC before, so I was excited to see some of the monuments in the area. We also stopped by the Air and Space Museum. We grabbed a quick lunch before heading down to check out the market. I feel like I’ve seen just about every configuration of a leather market that there is to see now. At my first IML, the market consisted of one single room. My second IML had a market that was split between two floors. MAL had a market that is compartmentalized. The market spanned several conjoined rooms. A little later, I was fortunate enough to find myself tied to the bed with my arms spread and legs tied straight downward, keeping me in a ‘T’ position. This made it quick easy for a few friends to edge me for a while. Eventually, I was released… without release. After some dinner, we enjoyed an evening of mingling in gear down in the lobby.

Saturday started with a slow morning and breakfast. After lounging around the room for a short while and chatting, I was put into a neoprene sleepsack for round two of edging. This time, I was fortunate enough to have a kinder pair of hands take over at the end of the edging. After some time in the market and lobby, I had the opportunity to do something I haven’t done in quite some time: lose myself in some impressive rope work. It had been a while since I had been bound so completely with only rope, and it was fantastic.

Sunday, my final day, started off with a good breakfast. After some time in the market, I prepped myself for a play session with a young Dom that owed me a little revenge for some teasing at IML the previous year. I was expecting to be teased like I have never been before, but instead, I experienced one of the most intense bondage sessions of my life. This session had such an effect on me, that I feel I must write a separate post to cover the details. This post is coming shortly.

Jan 8, 2014

A Much Needed First

With 2013 in the past, it’s time to start fresh. For me, this means several things; one of which is bringing my kinky side back into the light. This includes a stronger focus on my kinky friends, kink events, and of course, this blog. Well, it just so happens that Mid-Atlantic Leather is coming up very soon, and I can't think of a better way to start the new year right.

I wasn't able to attend MAL last year, so this year will be my first time at this event. I'm hoping to make it an amazing one. This is sure to be a very much needed kink filled weekend. So, if you'll be at MAL, and you're a Dom looking for a sub, a sub looking for a buddy, a Top looking for a bottom, or even a bottom looking for a Top, shoot me a message! Never know what may happen. ;)

Jan 2, 2014


I'm sure it's been obvious through the lack of posts here: I haven't been myself lately. Life has been tough on me recently. Not since before I started this blog, have I felt so disconnected from my friends and kink. There have been a few times where I've been pushed to the edge, a couple of which the ground crumbled beneath me and sent me over. This post alone has taken me months to complete, bit by bit.

A while back, I lost one of the most important things in my life. It was hard at first, but it smoothed out. Then I was reacquainted with what I lost and began to feel the negative effects of not having it. After a couple months of this, and a rather dramatic weekend, I was informed that I'd never have it again. I was devastated. Nothing else has to be said regarding how I've felt, and how I still feel. The last several months have been among the most difficult of my life. I broke.

All of this happened while I worked to finish my education, moved back to my hometown, and began work at a new location that is several times more stressful than the previous one. It was about the same time that one of my best friends moved away.

All of that said, I have successfully graduated. A chapter of my life is over, and now, I just have to deal with that annoying blank page before the next chapter begins.

So there you have it. Aside from some key moments, 2013 was not good to me. I've tried my hardest to put on a pretty face, but my blog has suffered and I feel that I owe you all an explanation for that. It's a new year, and hopefully one with better prospects than the last. For me and for you. Thank you for your patience and Happy New Year!