The whole story.
I had been with my partner for more than ten years at the time. We have never really defined our relationship but I think you could call it Master and slave. I work, as does he. We both have demanding and sometimes very stressful careers with too little vacation time. My pay is direct deposited so I never know what happens to it or how much I actually make.
My partner takes care of all the details of my life for me. It’s just the way it is. I also pretty much live by his rules, moods and desires; having given up the desire to express myself in the relationship except to respect and show love to my partner and the men who make up our family. I am happy this way and there are few rules except that I do as I am told when I am told. Complaining about anything earns me a stint with a padlock through my septum piercing which is then locked to a ring in the wall, out of his sight. I also wear a Latowski Chastity Belt most of the time which keeps me horny and also prevents me from acting on my whoring proclivities.
Continue reading Two Weeks in a Cage
I think it was 1988 when I found Fledermaus through his Magazine DUNGEON MASTER. I read so much about him in Drummer Magazine and Dungeon Master that I thought he would be the perfect man to bring me into the world of Leather and BDSM.
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I had a very erotic and somewhat frightening dream this morning just before I woke up. I want to write about it before I forget it. I think will be fantasized about or have a lasting impression for a long time.
Folsom Street Fair?
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Everyone, especially those of us who are into kink like leather, rubber, bondage, SM or any of its derivatives has a particular set of fantasies that usually evolve from experience to the nest. There are those fantasies that persist even after experience or multiple similar experiences. Sometimes I feel like I lose interest in everything.
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I have worn a Latowski belt through airport security.
I flew from the Palm Beach Airport to visit a friend in San Francisco. I took off my boots and threw all my stuff into a gray plastic tub.
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I just got home after a weekend of play in the mountains of Georgia. I want to share it with you.
I have been playing with Mike for about 15 years now. We make a date for every six months and then alternate Top and Bottom positions so we bottom to each other at least once a year. Anticipating our play dates keeps a lid on our excitement and gives us time to negotiate and roughly plan what might happen.
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