TinaSlut
Today I found a fun new blog, I thought it perfect to share:
"Every day I am constantly yearning for pain and submission. It's like a positive energy that gives me strength and I can never get enough."
BDSM: Feed The Beast Within
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June 28, 2008
The Return
Milliscent, Eagle, and I have returned from our trip to the Oregon Coast. Unfortunately Roxanne was unable to join us for she would have also had an amazing time, but we have her on tap for our next little journey!
Without a doubt, our vintage Airstream, The Rolling Silver Orgasm, is a truly wonderful way to travel, especially for slightly kinky people like us. We should have purchased one years ago.
June 20, 2008
Cannon Beach, Oregon
For the next few days we will have the Rolling Silver Orgasm in Cannon Beach, Oregon. I wonder if we will have the chance to meet any kinky people there?
An Update
Roxanne and I spend three days experimenting. I think we have decided, dominance and submission aren't for us right now. Violence, extremely hard and rough sex, that's the ticket.
Luckily neither of us have landed in the hospital yet.
June 14, 2008
Chastity
Roxanne and I have a playtime scheduled for this afternoon, our first planned scene where she will be the top.
It should prove very interesting.
Roxanne loves to fuck. She is also apparently greatly intrigued by enforced chastity, as the locking cage has been the dominant theme of her recent emails. Taken together those two things pose I think an interesting quandary. Whatsoever shall she do?
June 11, 2008
Domination? – Or - Violence?
As I’ve posted about before, Roxanne and my relationship has been a male dom, female sub one. I’ve done all of the topping. Now, she wants to switch that around, she wants to spend some time playing dominatrix to my sub male.
She is a wonderful woman and mighty cute so I am happy to oblige.
I do wonder a bit about our relationship and our way of playing though.
While playing the relationship has been fully bdsm based, lots of torture, lots of the use of roles, very little vanilla sex. I presume for this time that roles are reversed it will be much the same.
Outside of the play though we maintain a relationship of equality and I don’t think that either of us want it any other way.
Another interesting quirk is that we haven’t done much in the way of domination and submission; it’s mostly been purer sadomasochism.
I wonder, with this lack of D/s, with this desire to switch things around, if what we truly desire isn’t something different from bdsm as it is usually practiced. If what we really desire is simply violent sex. The opportunity to torture the hell out of each other as we fuck.
Do we want or need someone to be top, another to be bottom, or do we just want to beat the crap out of each other? Time will give us the answer I know.
Perhaps this is all semantics, it is certainly nothing to worry about, but I have found it interesting to think about. The relationship, and our way of relating together are outside of my experience, outside of what I had the opportunity to enjoy within my prior bdsm relationships. That can only be a good thing as variety always lends excitement.
June 8, 2008
A Follow-up
Yesterday when I posted we had Roxanne in bondage, suffering at the hands of Tammy.
One thing Tammy didn’t count on was Roxanne’s tremendous ability to escape bondage. Tammy left her unsupervised for a while, and as I watched Roxanne went to work. Soon she was loose, and the tables were turned.
Poor Tammy found herself bound to the bishops chair, her genitals were bound, clamped and weighted, her body was subject to electric shocks (some pleasant, others much less so) and her chest was whipped unmercifully.
All while wearing a quite severe hood.
A wonderful afternoon for them both I’m sure, and I must say that porn can never compare to watching the real thing unfold before your eyes.
June 7, 2008
Fun With Antiques
Roxanne and I went antique shopping yesterday, the best part was terrorizing a poor shopkeeper.
You see we found a violet wand kit in very good condition with a number of various attachments and all the original paperwork, $85.00.
We told the shopkeeper that we would buy it, but only if it worked. He was extremely hesitant about plugging it in as the cord needs to be replaced, but after a good deal of working up his courage, and as long as I agreed to touch it at the same time as him, he agreed to plug it in.
Viola, everything worked!
His terror was just about to be assuaged when I started using the business end of it on my arms to ensure that the intensity adjustment system was in good working order. His eyeballs kept getting larger and larger, Roxanne kept laughing louder and louder as she watched his fear.
We did of course leave with it.
Extreme Sports
Extreme sports are becoming more and more popular. Mountain climbing may be fun, but I seriously doubt that it can compete with a few hours under Milliscent’s heel! All the danger, all the excitement, but a shockingly sexy woman to boot. In boots even!
The Show
As I type this I’m watching Tammy and Roxanne play. Wireless internet is so amazing! Sit here in the dungeon, watch the show, and type away.
Roxanne is tied with her hands above her head, stretched on our electric hoist. She looks great in a corset and seemed stockings, her long hair hanging down to her knees. Her breasts are bound, her legs tied together both above and below the knees. A final rope runs between her knees to the ceiling, a strategically placed knot riding upon her clit.
Her prey well secured, Tammy is using her flogger to its best advantage.
Later they will switch, the predator will become the prey. I think I shall just have to hang out here for a while.
June 1, 2008
The Image
My previous post mentioning Milliscent’s strap-on has gotten me to daydreaming of the dominatrix. I must admit that I do love the image of the dominatrix, the idealized version of ‘the dominatrix’, which perhaps lives only within my mind.
I can see her, clad in black rubber, her massive dildo pointing forever forward. Her husband kneeling behind, his nose at her ass as she reminds him of her rules.
“I love denying you my body, reminding you of how little of it you are allowed access too. My glorious ass the only place you may lick. Remember that your cock will never again enter my cunt; my mouth will never again wrap itself around your cock. Those pleasures are solely reserved for others. I don’t want to deny you everything though, and I do love having an ass kissing husband, so you may continue to find your pleasure there, find your pleasure with your tongue upon my asshole, for it is the perfect place for you.”
Her ‘reminder’ delivered she drives her point home with her dildo, and later he falls to sleep listening to the moans of pleasure her lover draws from her throat.
If you share my excitement in this image, you can find her here.
Dungeon: On Wheels
Those who regularly read Milliscent’s blog certainly know all about our vintage Airstream. It allows us to travel in great comfort and style.
Playing though can be difficult in it’s confined spaces. Possible, but difficult.
Yesterday, while traveling home from a wine tasting party we saw a tiny vintage trailer sitting by the side of the highway with a For Sale sign. Milliscent of course rolled her eyes as I rolled the car up for a look.
It is very old, a 1960, and very small, perhaps 17 feet, but it’s in tremendous condition, and it’s cheap. Vintage Airstreams are expensive; vintage other brands are not.
This gave me an idea.
Why not buy it, gut it, and turn it into a dungeon on wheels? It could be an amazing thing! 120 or so square feet of rolling dungeon! What could be better?
I’ll have to work on her, she generally doesn’t approve of my schemes, and I have to admit that it’s true; she is the one who wears the pants in the family. The strap-on too, and since her ‘cock’ is about three times the size of mine I guess I have to try and behave.
Long Distance Relationships
Roxanne and I aren’t in a super long distance relationship but long enough. It’s a couple hours or more over to her home, the entire distance on bad roads.
We both also have fairly intense responsibilities so it makes it tough.
The disadvantages to this kind of relationship are easy to see. It is hard to get together, and we can’t get together as often as we would like. To top it off it seems that our visits are usually too short. We just don’t have much opportunity to connect before we have to separate again.
I wonder though if there are advantages to this kind of relationship that we wouldn’t have if we were to live together. We certainly don’t spend enough time together to get on each other’s nerves, and we both look forward to seeing the other with great anticipation. Perhaps if we were sharing a home that would be lost. Perhaps not though, it is I suppose an unanswerable question.