No “Do-overs.”

It has been a long time since I have participated in a full-bore ass to the ground mind in the ether scene. I wonder if “Use it or lose it!” applies here? I remember my first scenes. And how the pain was such a strange flavour. Garlic ice cream peppery cotton candy chocolate bacon flavours.…

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Shallow Mo…

I don’t usually advertise myself as a switch. Why? Because I’m not, centrally, switch-focused. I have found a depth of fulfillment within my submissive nature that is pretty fucking startlingly WINtastic. But every once in a while someone gets through the cracks and I think “Well, maybe, maybe I could switch…” And I wish it…

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“Topping from the Bottom”: what it is NOT.

I cringe and bristle when I hear the phrase “topping from the bottom” It is often used as a pejorative within the Leather and BDSM community to denote one who is in the position of receiving sensation (the bottom) directing or “topping” from what “should be” a subordinate place. The problem I have is this: the…

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Sugasm time!

Hot Sexytime from the Hot sexyblog people. Word. This Week’s Picks Sugarbutch Star: Maze – The Girl in the Red Dress “She’s the kind of girl who brings out the worst in me.” treat or … fuck “He looked like I had just given him a car for Christmas and he gently took my hand…

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Captured at Folsom.

The Folsom Street fair rules. I have attended annually since 1997. This year, I stopped at the midpoint of the fair by a large gray cube constructed of draped fabric. I was bemused by the fact it was covered with poster-sized portraits of people in Fetish garb and assorted drag. I was gestured over by…

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The Power Exchange: A Memory.

It looks as though one of San Francisco’s last public pansexual Sex Club and BDSM playspaces,The Power Exchange, is at risk. The owner of the building is selling, and the future of the place is uncertain. On those nights where the filthynastypiglut in you wants to be ogled and leered at and objectified by complete…

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WTF Wednesday: Hey pornographers: enough with the spitting already.

I can’t pop in a pr0n DVD or idly browse a website without a secret lurking terror.   I don’t know if you have noticed this, but I sure have.    Spitting.     Spitting EVERYWHERE.      IN the face, ON the schvantz, UP the keister, all over the damned place.     What is a…

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“Kiss My Boots.”

I often hear people talk about pivotal moments in their lives with longing regret: wishing they’d known then how critical a moment this fleeting juncture would be. I have had the pleasure / terror of Total In-The-Moment-Surety that something was going to be a life altering event even as it happened. The unifying theme is…

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(Mind)Fucking it up. Again.

  I just spoke with Robin, the delightful Programming Director of The Exiles.  I’m stoked to have been invited back to present a class for them!   Especially after The Incident at the last class.   Oy vey ish meir.     Um, anyway, yeah!     This is going to be the “Taboos: Playing…

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