One of the things I love about my time with Roxanne is its changeable nature. My moods change, my desires change, and our interactions are able to change right along with them.

The changing nature of our play ensures that we don’t fall into a routine and keeps it always exciting for us both. I hope for us both anyway.

I must admit that these changes have a very exciting effect upon Roxanne’s reactions as well, for she just never quite knows what to expect. She might expect a bite, tense as my lips touch her skin, but instead be given a lick. Her reactions are never hidden away; I suppose that is why they are so interesting to me.

I was able to spend Tuesday evening with her, vanilla all the way. Sometimes it seems that soft and loving is just the ticket.

This weekend she will again be with me, but I’m thinking that a radically different approach just might be called for. Severe bondage, a severe beating, all finished off by a hard and vicious fucking of her ass. Cold dominance is appealing to me right now. I envision myself Cuming in her ass, ignoring her own need for pleasure, simply walking away when I’m done using her body. Leaving her bound and beaten body as it is. Leaving her to suffer, to think. I’d retrieve her after awhile of course, comfort and love her, but perhaps for a time she should suffer, suffer alone as I slowly walk away.

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Roxanne is spending this holiday weekend with a friend on a Puget Sound island, right on the beach. Yesterday we were invited to spend the day with them, and I must say that the spot was truly amazing.

First I must mention the natural beauty of the property, located directly on a nice beach within a small and protected bay. Surrounded by trees for privacy, property doesn’t get any better than that little slice of paradise.

What is even better though are the improvements they have made to the property through the years. It is set up for camping, so no house exists, but their idea of camping is quite unlike everyone else’s.

Tiny little buildings dot the landscape. A little bathroom building, a small structure for washing dishes, a ‘cabin’ sized for two people to sleep in, a separate structure serves as the kitchen, and finally a building surrounding the campfire. There is also a large raised deck offering a full view of the sound.

The setting is spectacular, the little buildings very well conceived, but best of all is the art.

It seems that there is a rule for visitors to the space. Each visitor is to bring, create, or find a piece of art to add to the space. This has obviously been going on for many years now, and the property is now so full of art that it has become art itself. Everything from massive totem poles to little painted rocks exist there and all have become integrated into a whole through the years.

Truly a unique and amazing space, we are lucky to have had the opportunity to visit for a short time.

I know, I know, you are asking yourself, ‘this is all well and good, but where’s the sex? This is supposed to be a sex blog after all.’

I must admit that there was little of it. Such is the way of things when ones host is vanilla. I may have managed to do a little something with Roxanne on the beach, but more exciting activities shall have to wait until our next meeting.

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I’ve been corresponding lately with a woman who is seeking a dominant partner, a search that has thus far met without success.

Here in the Seattle area we have a large and vibrant bdsm scene, poly scene, and for those who are into it, swinger scene. Meeting amazing and wonderful people is not difficult and one has the ability to live a life surrounded by kinky friends.

My correspondent lives in one of our least populated areas. She is hours from the nearest small city, many hours from the nearest large city. Her ability to meet kinky people is hampered to a horrible extent, and her search for the perfect dominant will be a difficult one indeed.

As years pass we start taking for granted the fact that we live within this vibrant area, live within a community that celebrates diversity, a community large enough that people of all interests abound. Others are not nearly so lucky; my correspondent has reminded me to not take Seattle for granted.

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Recently I’ve made two interesting and unique finds in local antique shops. Both pictures, both now hanging in our playroom.

The first is a photographic study of five nudes. Two standing, holding each other while the other three look on. Judging from the common items in the photograph, and the look employed by the models I would date it to the 1920’s. In keeping with the time it was produced, it is not a revealing photograph by modern standards.

What I find most interesting about it though is the apparent lack of body hair on each of the models. I’m quite used to seeing a lack of any body hair as Milliscent, Roxanne, and most of our female friends are all fully shaved, but it is odd to see that in vintage pornography. I wonder, was there a time in or around the 1920’s when like today a large percentage of women chose to fully shave, or was it done for this particular photograph due to some fetish the photographer or his client may have had.

The second is a photograph of a statue titled Cupid Punished. A fun little photo depicting a nude and childlike Cupid being held and birched by a nude and beautiful woman. I thought that it was perfectly fitting for our dungeon, and is certainly rather unique. Given today’s views of any childlike nudity I imagine that this statue would today offend many of the more prudish members of our society. This despite the fact that the mythical Cupid is anything but a child; he is of course many thousands of years old.

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I must admit to being a hedonist. I admittedly pursue sensuous pleasure and delight in indulgence. I believe that pleasure is an ethical pursuit.

Today is a wonderful day to be a hedonist. The sky is blue, the sun in shining, I’m all alone. Milliscent is playing in the dungeon, Eagle is at a convention, and Roxanne is working. While I delight in being surrounded by wonderful friends and lovers, I shall delight in this rare day alone too.

I will spend a great deal of time on the deck, watching the snow swollen river flow by, contemplating nature. I’ll be smoking a hand crafted meerschaum pipe filled with Haddo’s Delight by G.L. Pease.

Pipe smoking is the ultimate in hedonistic tobacco use. The slowness of the process, the smoking; the remarkable artistry and design of a fine pipe and equally fine accessories; the amazing range of flavors offered by the worlds best pipe tobaccos; an offering of pure pleasure that no other form of tobacco use can give.

All without the horribly negative damage to the body caused by the popular and addictive cigarette.

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Haddo’s Delight

Notes from the lecture ‘Reducing Risks of Pipe and Cigar Smoking by Henri Gaboriau M.D.

A Quiet Revolution by Rick Newcombe

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We survived the family visit in good form.

No one seemed to notice the ball gag which was accidentally left out in the open.

None of us said anything that would have let the cat out of the bag.

None of us popped out of the bedroom with the ‘wrong person.’

Only one blown kiss was perhaps overseen.

Golly, we were good! Now that it’s over, the fun can begin again, the love can flow again!

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It seems that in monogamous relationships partners often take each other for granted. As time passes they slowly begin forgetting just how special their partner is, just how exciting that partner was when love was new.

To my mind, a large advantage of polyamorous relationships is that one has very vivid reminders of these things. Seeing ones partner openly loved and desired by another serves as a reminder of the partners value, a reminder of how special and exciting that partner is.

Being reminded of these values, of this desirability, serves to help keep one from taking his or her partner for granted. This is, I think, a fundamental strength of ethical polyamorous relationships. A strength found in neither traditional monogamy, nor serial monogamy, another reason why polyamory should be considered by those so inclined.

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The development of the internet has done simply amazing things for the bdsm community, and of course for individuals interested in bdsm. I remember a time in which it was hard to find good, factual information about bdsm, a time when that information had to be sought out with what seemed to be great effort.

Today an overwhelming wealth of information is available to everyone, virtually no effort required. Online one can find people to play with, and learn to play safely. Equally important one can learn techniques and ideas for ensuring that the play reaches heights of maximum enjoyment.

Information used to be a barrier to becoming involved with bdsm, to my mind that barrier collapsed first as the internet grew, and books were published. The second large barrier was in the difficulty of finding others who shared ones interests, others with whom one could play. I don’t think that barrier exists any longer either.

Bdsm is now mainstream to the point that anyone can learn about it, anyone can educate themselves as to how to do it, and anyone can find others who share their particular interests.

With that in mind, I ask myself, where do we go next? What is on the horizon for those of us who make bdsm a major part of our lives?

S/m raises tremendous amounts of energy easily. S/m allows us to achieve altered states of consciousness regularly. S/m can bring out hidden or buried aspects of ourselves. S/m can become a deeply spiritual practice.

I think that we will learn how to direct the energy S/m builds. Direct it for inner change, self-growth. I don’t think we will stop there though, I think that some will learn to direct it for the manifestation of desired change within the outside world as well. The possibilities in this area are truly endless.

I think that we will learn how to use the altered states of consciousness we achieve in order to facilitate the direction of energy mentioned above. That the energy we raise is easier to direct towards a goal when we are in an altered state, and that we will learn to blend these two benefits of intense S/m together. I think that the achievement of altered states of consciousness, when those states reach a certain depth, can become life-changing experiences.

I think that we will learn how to heal others and ourselves through the practice of S/m. Heal others and ourselves emotionally and spiritually. Equally important, I think that we will learn how to use S/m to maintain spiritual and emotional health both in ourselves, and within those around us.

Lastly, I think that for many bdsm will become a regular and acknowledged part of spiritual practice, that bdsm activities will become, for some people, religious activities. Bdsm will be understood to be a pathway to the divine.

People are doing all of these things right now. Their practices, what they are learning can be found online, indeed can now be found in published books. I don’t think that any of these things have reached widespread understanding yet though. They will, and just as available information about bdsm exploded in a very short time frame, so will information about these aspects of S/m explode. That will be, to my mind, an amazingly positive development.

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The Bible is wrong. Money is not the root of all evil. History shows that the true root of evil in western society is peoples belief that they know the answer to the ultimate questions of life and death, that whatever it is they believe is exactly the same for everyone else, and finally that these beliefs compel them to convert everyone else into thinking exactly the same way.

Organized religion, at it’s best trying to convert you with shame. At it’s worst torturing and killing anyone who questions its dogma.

No one can know the answers to the ultimate questions of life and death for everyone else. Anyone who claims to know these answers for everyone else is a false prophet.

Most people believe that there is a separation between sex and the spirit, a separation between sexuality and spirituality. For those who hold that belief, perhaps it is true and correct for them.

I don’t hold that view. For me sex and spirit are intertwined. Sex is spirituality, spiritual practice is sexual. Indeed, I can say that for me, sex is my religious practice. I’m certainly not alone in holding to these personal truths; I’ve read work by others who hold to the same faiths. I think though that unquestionably this view is rare, not shared by the vast majority within our society.

If I’m violently fucking Roxanne, in a very real way that is a spiritual experience for me. If I’m gasping for breath as Milliscent smothers me with her ass, that too is truly a spiritual experience for me. If I have the honor of observing another find ultimate ecstasy, for me that is an observation of the spirit, a witnessing of the divine.

I make this post because as a whole our society shuns any blending of sexuality and spirituality; it erects an enormous barrier between the two declaring sexuality evil, spirituality good. For me this is a false wall. I know that it is a false wall for others as well. This construct of society becomes, for some people, a source of shame, guilt, and pain. People who view their sexuality, their sexual expression as fundamental to their spirit, but who at the same time are convinced by others that they are wrong, that they are engaging in evil.

It need not be that way. We can embrace our sexuality, embrace our spirituality, intertwine them, for surely, for some of us, they are our path to the answers for the ultimate questions.

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We consider each other, and our friends to be family, our chosen-family. Alas though there is also the family one was born into, ones bio-family.

When it comes to our chosen-family, life is indeed mostly fun, games, passion, and intense excitement. Life however can’t always be like that as this upcoming weekend so clearly points out.

We are expecting family for an overnight visit this weekend. Genuine 100% born and raised bio-family. The fun and games shall have to temporarily cease. The passion shall have to fade into black, the excitement done without.

Last night we discussed what we have to do to get ready for this visit:

Roxanne’s bondage toys will have to disappear from open view in my bedroom. The entrance to the dungeon will have to be locked so that while the family enjoys our guesthouse they will remain clueless to the fact that they are sleeping directly under at least $95,000.00 worth of the finest fetish equipment, space, and clothing money can buy. Notes, greeting cards, expressions of love and tenderness will have to disappear.

Tammy will be visiting, Eagle will be staying here, and Roxanne might be as well. We will have to guard our words, hide our passions. As our house is filled with glass we shall have to get up very early to ensure that no one notices our bedfellows are not as expected.

The bright spot in all of this is that family, much like everyone else, goes to bed. Pent up passion shall be running wild as the visitors sleep.

Luckily it’s to be a brief visit.

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I’m a sadist. It’s not specifically a desire to cause pain though. I know, a contradiction; I’ll try to explain.

I want my partner to feel. To feel whatever it is I’m doing so intensely that what I am causing her to feel becomes the entire focus of her mind. Most often this desire leads me to cause her pain, intense pain. That’s not always the case though.

Extremely intense emotion, extremely intense physical sensation, these are what I seek to bring forth and those need not manifest within her as pain. If I’m fucking her I have no desire to cause her pain with my cock, but I want her to feel it as intensely as she would a single-tail whip upon her back. I want to fuck her so hard, with such intensity, for so long a duration that no thought beyond the sensation she is feeling can enter her mind. If we are playing in less physical ways, if I am demanding service from her I look for little things that are extremely difficult for her to perform mentally or emotionally. Things that will be difficult enough that they become her entire focus for a short time.

Roxanne and I engage in a great deal of classic S/m, simple, old time pain play. That is I think our most common form of play in the dungeon and in the bedroom. Often though we explore other ways of feeling. It seems that number two for us is fear. I delight in watching fear build within her, watching it slowly move to overtake her. Recently I spent a great deal of time running my tongue all over her body. It was an amazing scene for us because she felt it with shocking intensity. It came directly upon the heels of some very intense biting, biting which she thought was continuing. Thus, after enough time, enough buildup, my little tongue, rubbing gently upon her body became a cause of intense fear, terror for her. I got to look into her eyes and see terror there, to feel her struggles and feel the flight or fight response actively playing out there, to listen to the amazing cries my gentle attentions ripped from her throat.

For whatever reason our shared makeup does seem to make it easy for me to bring fear right to the surface within Roxanne, and I can carefully nurture and grow that fear. While most of our play may be more traditionally focused S/m, fear play is I think my favorite form of play with her for she feels it in a simply amazing way and getting her to feel is what it’s all about for me.

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It’s a very odd thing, but I’ve recently taken a liking to those tacky pink flamingos people decorated their lawns and homes with in the 1950’s. It’s got much to do with the vintage Airstream travel trailer we recently purchased, and is the reason for the hints of pink on this page.

I must admit that the pink collection is rapidly growing, much to poor Milliscent’s dismay, including even a pink flogger with black accents. Thanks Frugal Domme!

Imagine my surprise when today, just outside of the town of Skykomish I found a store dedicated to pink flamingos. The store has a website, I thought I’d post it here just in case anyone else is as weird about the things as I am.

Pink Flamingo Gifts

Frugal Domme

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Eagle loves fine wine. Sometimes we think that if his obsession continues his house will eventually sink from the weight of the collection in his basement. Hence on a recent trip to a pretty little bay town called La Conner we were doing some tasting in the local wine shop.

To enjoy this little story, you need to know that Eagle is quite a lot older than myself, Milliscent, and Roxanne; around 20 years separates us.

We were all standing at the bar, sampling the wines (none of them very good I must add) when Eagle wandered into a back room to look at the higher value offerings. Apparently trying to engage us in conversation the owner of the shop leans over to Roxanne and says “It sure is nice of you to be taking your father out on an outing today.”

One must assume that the fellow hasn’t been trying to make a living in a retail business for very long, or surely he would have learned that there are just some things best not said to ones customers.

Roxanne however has never been shy, and she thought that his rude comment deserved a striking reply. Without hesitation she countered with “Oh, you don’t understand. Cam here is married to Milliscent [pointing at us respectively] but the ‘old guy’ is Milliscent’s boyfriend, and I fuck Cam. It’s great because I get to fuck him but I don’t have to do his laundry.”

A wonderful reply to a questionable comment and perhaps the proprietor will use more care in his conversation openers in the future.

La Conner Washington

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I celebrated my birthday this week, and thought it might be interesting to post about my gift from Roxanne.

A Shiva Lingam Stone from the Narmada River in India, shaped by nature to represent a phallus, partially carved by man to include a skull on one end. As both a spiritual object and a work of art it is a wonderful gift from an equally wonderful woman.

This stone, regarded as sacred by many, has a commanding presence beside my bed, and now goes by the name Ben ‘The Rock Skull’ Wa. When she heard the name Roxanne seemed concerned that it could be considered disrespectful given the dual spiritual nature of both the Shiva Lingam Stone, and the carved stone skull. I think though that Ben is a fun loving joker with a great sense of humor, as clearly evidenced by the way he inspired Roxanne to wrap him up for me.

All my other equally splendid gifts open; a naked Roxanne, her legs wide open and inviting, urged me to ‘eat my way to my present.’ Needless to say I was more than pleased to comply and given some time Roxanne’s muscle contractions revealed Ben to me. First just a glimpse of his head peaking out from her delicate folds, quickly he retreated back. This very twisted game of peek-a-boo continued for some time until he was finally delivered into my waiting hands.

Ben is about 5 inches long and about 3 inches in diameter with a weight of over a pound, so he makes quite the large insert-able and has proven to be a perfect Ben Wa Ball for Roxanne.

Yes, we have recreated her wonderfully creative gift-wrapping idea, last night inserting Ben deeply into her vagina. Working together Ben and I double-teamed her, him working her cunt, my cock working her ass. Combined with her own fingers on her clit she experienced the quickest orgasm I’ve witnessed in her to date. I have a hunch that Ben and I will be double teaming her quite regularly in the future.

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