Reading Time: 2 minutes The other weekend was a trip to Glyndebourne with the former mistress. As well as lots of good food, the Glyndebourne experience (the opera was hit and miss, but this post isn’t a review) and too much alcohol late in to the nights, it was also a time for deep conversation. I must admit that this is an… Read More »
Reading Time: 4 minutes Before diving in to this one I must state that the post title means me and only me. I’m well aware that many people struggle with loneliness and it can manifest as much in a crowd of people as it can in being alone. They have my sympathies for something that can be very debilitating.
Reading Time: 5 minutes It’s over a week ago since I wrote about about how hard a session of confinement and brainwashing had been. This is quite a hard post to write because I have to admit that it actually took me to some very unexpected places over an extended period of time that take quite a bit of processing.
Reading Time: 3 minutes Six hours in a sleepsack, oblivious to the world sounds wonderfully relaxing, right ? It certainly can be, but when she straps me in, applies the blindfold and places the headphones over my ears there’s an additional element. The headphones are playing a continuous hypnosis loop and will continue to do so for the next six hours. This… Read More »
Reading Time: 2 minutes My knowledge and experience of male doms is limited and coloured from the past.
Reading Time: 5 minutes I love bondage, confinement and sensory deprivation. The tighter the bondage, the greater the feelings of restraint and there are so many variations in how it can be implemented. When it comes to canes, whips and other means of inflicting pain and raising endorphins the mind is very focused on dealing with the immediacy of the pain and… Read More »
Reading Time: < 1 minute Financial domination has to be one of the more contentious aspects of D/s. On coming across this kink the initial reaction is often one of horror and repugnance. There was a Twitter thread on Sunday started by @_Masterseye about some of the uglier FinDom terminology turning up in her timeline via RT’s. It seems I set myself up to produce… Read More »
Reading Time: 10 minutes I don’t know – you get suckered by the perils of Twitter exchanges where you find you’ve half committed writing a post on the topic in question. Up to now I’ve specifically kept away from the topic of financial domination. Partly because I knew I’d write way too much. Whilst I have mixed views on it a lot… Read More »
Reading Time: 4 minutes I was ruminating on a variation of that old perennial of what would one do if one had the money to be free of the usual responsibilities. Where my mind turned to was that this was a form of fantasy wish fulfilment. Some of those wishes may be grounded in some reality but are generally unobtainable for now.… Read More »
Reading Time: 2 minutes Time for a minor rant. One of my more unusual posts was about a sploshing session done a couple of months ago. My domme had a picture from that session up on FetLife. The cause of my irritation is that today a new comment appeared under the picture.
Reading Time: 2 minutes The late 1960’s comedy had lots of great television and radio performers revolving through lots of different programs. For that reason I had to look up where this sketch came from. It’s actually from “It’s Marty”, performed by Marty Feldman and Tim Brooke-Taylor. What brought it to mind this time was a telephone call with the father. Any… Read More »
Reading Time: 3 minutes Despite modern pressures to acknowledge and cater to emotions it has to be said that for older male generations it is still largely taboo to express emotion. We were conditioned to ‘suck it up’, stiff upper lip and all that. Perhaps the one emotion that’s almost acceptable to display is anger but so often it can be seen… Read More »
Reading Time: 3 minutes That late teen rite of passage, the first visits to a nightclub. I’ve no fond memories of it. I recall migrating to a dark corner nursing a pint glass and surveying what was going on around me. The deafening sound system, the delight in abandon so apparent in everyone, the drinking to oblivion.