Time To Go!

While I seem to be having a bit of writer's block I have officially moved the blog, well, somewhere else. This will be the end of the road for my Blogger, but I'll be keeping it alive so people can still read it if they want, and new readers of my other blog can come here to get caught up. I really enjoyed the time and effort I put into this and hopefully you guys were also entertained. It was fun, Blogger. You know, except for that time you melted down all Chernobyl-like.

I've removed the link for anonymity issues. I haven't been able to write as freely as I'd like and that's both unfortunate and a product of my own doing. 

It's Just A Jump To The Left

The focus and overall feel of what I do here has shifted greatly from the time that I made my first post. Things are not as out of hand as they were at one point and the focus has been more one of exploration, delivered via some hopefully entertaining recounting of experiences.

I'm slowly working on a couple of new entries but I feel that it's time for a reboot, of sorts. So those new entries will be going up on my brand new blog, somethingorother. It's not actually called somethingorother, but I'm not yet ready to link it here. When I finish my next post, hopefully this weekend, I'll post it there and make my last official post here, complete with a link to... somethingorother.

I hope you'll keep reading...

The Same Page, Let's Get On It or I Have References

I've almost forgotten what this looks like. And feels like. The past few weeks have been ridiculously busy with work, as well as trying to sort out what it is I need right now in my relationship area life thing. There goes life getting in the way of fun again...

Something has come up a few times in the recent past that made me think a bit. And then I thought, "Nope, totally off base. You say that because you haven't fucked me." And, uhh, and it's true! (There may or may not be some sarcasm and some confidence in this post. Probably both)

One person, when shown my blog, stated that I come off as a bit arrogant in my writing. And to that I say... Maybe? I mean, it is my blog. No one else contributes so it's essentially just me blowing my own proverbial horn, right? Am I the most experienced kinkster? Nope... I've been at this a year and a half, remember? Am I good at what I do? Probably. Can I learn a lot more? Absolutely! But you'll just have to forgive me if I come off a bit cocky. A wise man once said, "It ain't braggin' motherfucker if you back it up." (Kudos to you if you get the white trash rap reference) So yes, I write confidently, but I'm not just writing to the random readers out there; I write for those I get involved with. Anyone who happens to be mentioned here knows about and reads the blog. Which brings me to the second point...

Another person also politely questioned the veracity of my writing. I didn't take offense, as they didn't mean any, but let them know that because the people I write about read everything here, I get fact-checked on a regular basis. I can't just go making a bunch of stuff up or fudge on the details. I suck at fiction, regardless. But I understand that skepticism is normal and healthy. I carry a 10 pound bag of it on a daily basis and I will not hesitate to hit someone with it should they say something that sounds even remotely sketchy. So I get it, really.

It just comes down to this: I write with the same confidence that I fuck/play, and it's all 100%. I have references if you need them.

And since this post doesn't really have a sex or play theme, here's my favorite random image of the day.

Readers

My blog has only been up for a few months but apparently I have people who follow me in several other countries now. Very cool, since when I started this I didn't really think it would reach more people than my friends and maybe their friends. So hello to you in Germany! You were the first foreigner to find me. I'm sorry there's no real prize other than a quick mention here. If you are one of the Oktoberfest beer girls please get in touch with me immediately! High hopes, but a blogger can dream, right? But thanks to everyone who reads, no matter where you live.

I really need to get back to writing, but for now here's a hint of the latest activities.

Disobedience

I have very few rules in place during sex and play. I like structure, not confusion. My sub shouldn't have to think every few seconds about whether this or that is acceptable. One could argue that it's her job to keep it all straight and my job to ensure that she does. You'd be correct. But again, I like simplicity in my structure. It gives more freedoms and options in the moment. Kind of the same way that I'm not a fan of completely immobilizing someone when I restrain them.

As I said, few rules. But please don't break them. I've stopped to punish people for rule breaking before, whether it was a more severe spanking or simply stopping the scene and leaving them alone for a few minutes to think about how displeased I was (surprisingly, probably the harshest punishment I've found for someone in a truly submissive mindset), but nothing quite like the other day when the Teacher broke a very important one.

The rule only applies to a small number of people I've been with. Those who, when they cum, have kind of a full body spasm. This twitching and bucking around underneath me may be what their body wants to do during orgasm, but it can be controlled. It's not involuntary and, more to the point, it can get me hurt. The rule is essentially, When you cum, keep your hips still. I shall explain... The first part is simple. If, between her bucking around and my thrusting movements, I slip out of her I've lost my ability to fully control the orgasm and the sensations. Mildly frustrating, especially if I'm going for something specific. Second, and most importantly, I could get hurt. I don't fuck like a timid schoolboy, especially when I'm fucking her through an orgasm. If I were to slip out and then slam my cock into her pubic bone I could wind up with a penile "fracture". This would most certainly not be good times. It would be an emergency room visit, and no one wants that. I have so far managed to dodge injury but make no mistake, bending my cock against a pubic bone fucking hurts, regardless of the outcome. Men everywhere will back me up on this...

Just the other day, the rule was broken. It's not the first time it's happened. I've stopped to remind her in the past. But this day, after having paused what we were doing to let her come down and give myself a moment to think, I decided I was done explaining. I grabbed a piece of my rope, folded it a few times and told her to roll onto her stomach. I then mentally picked out an area on one ass cheek and proceeded to flog her 25 times. Much, much harder than I had before. Plus, the effect of confining it to a small area with no breaks quickly took away any of the pleasure she would normally get and turned it into flinching and crying out by the time I got to 10, with 15 more to go.

While there may be a bit of a sadist in me that doesn't dislike punishments as much as I had anticipated, I don't enjoy that I have to occasionally discipline her. And even though she was almost proud of the fact that she had difficulty sitting and standing the next day, plus the illicitness of her knowing that just under her skirt were some pretty serious bruises, I'd rather give her those things during play, not punishment.

And under that skirt while she walked around her class that day? This...

Subspace, BRB

Something I've heard about in my adventures in BDSM is a concept called subspace. I never doubted it's existence but had never pushed anyone into it, or perhaps no one ever communicated to me that they may have been there because they were unfamiliar with it and couldn't put a label on the experience. Thinking back, it's quite possible that this was the place GGPB was in when we played with her We Vibe. Uncontrollable waves of orgasms, inability to function for several minutes afterward and the whole seeing stars thing. A possibility, but not a certainty. I think the better explanation is probably "waves", which I'll get into later.

After a bit of research on the Teacher's part today, we know she definitely found her subspace. Taken from Wikipedia:

"Subspace is a metaphor for the state the bottom's mind and body is in during a deeply involved play scene. Many types of BDSM play invoke strong physical responses. The psychological aspect of BDSM also causes many bottoms to mentally separate themselves from their environment as they process the experience. Deep subspace is often characterized as a state of deep recession and incoherence. Deep subspace may also cause a danger in newer bottoms who are unfamiliar with the experience, and require the dominant to keep a careful watch to ensure the bottom isn't placing him or her self in danger. Many bottoms require aftercare while returning from subspace.

During the scene, the intense experiences of both pain and pleasure trigger a sympathetic nervous system response, which causes a release of epinephrine from the suprarenal glands, as well as a dump of endorphins and enkephalins. These natural chemicals, part of the fight or flight response, produce the same effect as a morphine-like drug, increasing the pain tolerance of the submissive as the scene becomes more intense. Since the increase of hormones and chemicals produces a sort of trance-like state, the submissive starts to feel out-of-body, detached from reality, and as the high comes down, and the parasympathetic nervous system kicks in, a deep exhaustion, as well as incoherence. Many submissives, upon reaching a height of subspace, will lose all sensation of pain, as any stimulus causes the period to prolong."

I had seen her zone out before but she was typically still responsive and not that far gone. Today was different. I would ask her questions and the answer would be fragments or gibberish. She also mentioned later on that my spanking her between orgasms had not been that hard, except that my hand hurt like hell from the smacking and clearly she had red marks (vaguely shaped like my hand) several hours later. I suppose that goes to the higher pain tolerance of being in that mindset.

Essentially, what went on was this: she was laying on her stomach, facedown on the bed, with me straddling her upper thighs, cock buried inside her. This is probably how we get most of our business done and I highly recommend it. Not only is she pinned down, but I have control of her arms and head as well. I can pull her hair, pull her head back, choke her, gag her, spank her, pin her arms down or hold them... It's just perfect. But I digress. Things went on as usual for a bit with me fucking her for a minute, maybe two, then she'd cum, squirt a bit (she's getting so good at that now), then have a little downtime where I spanked her, teased her, fucked her slowly, then go back to railing her. After a while, I don't know how long, she was in a great place where anything I did was making her get off (more on this below). It was a constant state of "about to cum" or "coming". And squirting. I would ask her questions like "Do you want to cum again?" or if a particular orgasm had subsided, simple yes or no things, and her responses would be incoherent noises. There was even an orgasm in there that was apparently going to happen with or without me. I had paused for a moment and pulled out of her, but after only a few seconds she managed to moan something about coming again and started to convulse under me. So I very kindly buried my cock in her and fucked her through it.

She also experienced as a part of her journey into subspace something called "waves". I'd actually never heard of this, but the way it was described left no doubt that that's what it was. Sure, it's an abstract concept, but it seems to fit perfectly the physical aspects of what her body was doing. It's an interesting way to describe her constant and continuing orgasms coupled with uncontrollable convulsions. Not epileptic, mind you, but her legs and ass were continually twitching while she was coming over and over and over. After we finally finished (in all, this was probably a two hour session) it took her quite some time to come down, focus and be back in reality. The twitching actually continued well beyond the session's end leaving her unable to walk for a while.

Overall, I think I like this deeply involved play. It feels like more of a journey into something more substantial. It allows me to push my dominant role a little further and her to explore a more fully submissive side. Unfortunately, the path to get there is never really the same so pushing her into subspace may not be a regularity, but should we find it again I'll be taking full advantage. And notes.

Consider Me An Ambassador

This will be a short post. I like those who are less experienced. There, I said it. While there's nothing wrong with a woman having been more involved in kink than I have been, there's a different dynamic in the situation that immediately throws the balance off a bit. I like it when that balance is clearly in my favor and I become the teacher, the guide and the aggressor. My past experiences with a couple people who had more experience than I did were certainly fun, but I think I was more focused on observation and picking up new things than I was on being in control, and never really got into a dominant mode.

Someone who doesn't have much experience, however, is kind of like a shiny new toy. There's something to be said for taking someone on a new journey and blowing their mind. The biggest compliment I ever got from a partner new to kink was "You totally redefined what I thought I liked." Sure, it was hugely ego stroking but there was so much satisfaction in taking someone to new territory and having them enjoy it that much. Opening up that brave, new sexual world for them, like it was for me a while ago, is almost more satisfying than the sex itself. It also doesn't hurt that in the process of doing so their desire to have more and more experiences with me is reinforced... Great sex begets more great sex, and so on.

At this point it's hard to imagine people not wanting to explore kink, but I guess a lot of people don't or just don't think about it much. Whether it's preconceived notions, like I had, or the taboo I don't know. But I like to think that's where I come in. A champion of (some) things kink? Perhaps.