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| My profile has become so grotesquely outdated, that there seems no recourse but wipe the slate clean and start anew. Something new and witty will appear here, when I have the time and inclination.
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This journal has gone a long time without an entry. And the profile has gone even longer without an update, which is grossly overdue. Oddly enough, I have just breached one of my own hard limits. I swore I would never become such a cliché as the whip-cracking Dom in leather pants. Having the bullwhip was acceptable, because I still didn't have the leather pants.
I now have the leather pants.
I just came across such a once-in-a-lifetime bargain, that it would have been spitting at serendipity to pass it up. Still, thus far I have avoided the temptation to crack the bullwhip while wearing the leather pants. I cling to that for assurance that I have not succumbed to cliché. |
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Further to the last journal artical, I now have that singletail I wanted. Of course, the previous article referred to my playing with a 4' nylon snake whip intended for BDSM.
I didn't buy one of those.
No, I found a really good deal on a 6' leather bullwhip. And discovered that those extra 2' make a lot of difference in the difficulty of use. I won't be attempting to use this on a person any time soon.
Also, my whip wasn't made as a sex toy or a showpiece. It was intended as a working tool for real cattle ranchers, so it's far more functional than pretty. The wooden handle, though, was vastly improved by some sandpaper and a few coats of stain and varnish. Repeated conditioning treatments are slowly working their magic on the rest of it. |
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I never before had any interest in singletails. I knew they had iconic status, but they're not all that useful. You can do so much more with a good crop or flogger. Singletails aren't good for applying varying degrees or types of sensation. And most importantly, they require a lot of practice and skill before you should even think about using them on a person.
But this past Friday, I tried one out.
Now, I must have one. Must. They are wonderful devices. Given that I accidentally tore a light fixture apart with it, I don't have any expectations of using it in play without at least a year of practice, but just the ability to make that little thunderclap makes the acquisition worthwhile. |
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I've just finished reading "Miss Abernathy's Concise Slave Training Manual," and found it very useful indeed. Unlike most 'how-to' manuals, it doesn't even touch on strike zones, or bondage knots, or other such things I've read many times before. Where it excels is strictly in the area of the D/s relationship and its management.
Having read it, I've now rethought my position on codifying a relationship with slave contracts and the like. Though it still seems somewhat cold and mechanical, I now appreciate how welcome the structure such documents provide can be to a sub. I've thus begun setting down my hitherto unwritten Code of Behaviour for a submissive. It's much lengthier than I originally realized. |
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My past journal entry is grossly out of date. I now have the beginnings of a decent toy bag, have played with two submissives (not simultaneously) and have made a few visits to Breathless. Very much looking forward to the local fet-fair this coming weekend. |
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2005-02-17
In the few weeks since I decided to explore my interest in BDSM, I have seen a septuagenarian dominant, a huge biker-type guy in a miniskirt, and all manner of things in between. I haven't actually DONE anything yet, but I've encountered more than I expected to so soon.
On an upbeat note, I have made a ballgag -- purple, 1.5" diameter, with a basic black strap. I think it's very nice, but I don't have much basis on which to judge it. Now I need a test subject to try it on. |
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