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Simultaneously caring and analytic, an enduring passion for philosophy married to a sometimes fiery temper.
I love a wide range of music. Poetry and weird fiction occupy much of my reading, verse and erotica dominate my writing. I love wordplay humour, and I seem to be a dab hand in the kitchen.
My evolving best guess at a fetish list can be seen at the bottom of my profile
In these BDSM realms I am rather like the aspirant of an ancient mystery religion... Blindfolded and vulnerable, full of wonder and hope, tinged spicily with a little fear. For so far I have journeyed only through the foothills of bdsm. Majestic peaks and towering ranges have been there to be admired, but often through clouds of relative ignorance.
I seek fellow explorers, including ideally a wise guide familiar with the terrain and the vagaries of those who travel there. Being but a neophyte I cannot be sure what my journey will encompass.
I know the roles I adopted when visiting these lands in my last and inspirational relationship, and that I found these a good fit. Whether dealing with her willing submissiveness or bratty cheek, I found pleasure in myself as well as hers. Bondage and impact play, pinwheels, scratching, wands... All new and wonderful things. The different feelings of endless orgasms under these new conditions were a particular pleasure. I wanted to experience the pain myself. All too briefly I did - I remain unsure as to whether I would find that pleasurable too in the right circumstances.
I thought I had time to climb with a much-loved companion who knew she yearned for the higher slopes and remote glaciers of pain, bondage and freedom's flight. But circumstances dictated she surged on ahead with others whilst I was mired in life's obstacles. Now life's demands have led her to call time on the wonders we shared, and I am cast back into the crowd, scanning the dance-floor for a new partner and friendly advice.
My lovely wife has okayed my ongoing voyage, provided it does not threaten her primary status.
The name?
Alastor -> Shelley: Alastor; or, The Spirit of Solitude
http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/174380
93 -> the Thelemic current following the revelation of Liber Al vel Legis
to Aleister Crowley
Love is the Law, Love Under Will.
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