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	In a bleak world, there stands a bastion of darkness, where the desires of the Superiors are nurtured and fed through the subjugation of others. It is a place where those who serve do so in every perverse depraved way that they are called upon to endure, with the full knowledge that failure to obey is a fate worse than death. It is a place of sublime suffering. It is a place without limits. It is the Bleak House.

8/6/2022 8:20:49 AM

After reading and rereading “Mistress Joanna”, there was one element of the book that made a lasting impression on me, and that was a device called a “butterfly mask”. It is a truly magnificent and devious piece, and hopefully someone can take this inspiration and perhaps fashion one.

The butterfly mask consists of two major elements. First, there is a full-head locking hood. There are no eyeholes, and the mouthhole has a ring gag built into it, to keep the slave’s mouth held open. However, the hood is attached to a pair of shorts, with the mouthhole sewn to an opening in the crotch of the shorts.

I’m sure the reader can figure out how this works, but it’s fun to describe anyway. The hood is placed over the slave’s head, and locked into place. Then, the Master climbs into the shorts, and feeds his cock through the crotch opening, forcing the slave to take him balls-deep, for as long as he wishes to be serviced. I remember reading about the terror that Joanna experienced the first time she was put in the mask, as her Master naturally had a very large cock (as they always do in erotic fiction), and she could feel it hardening and slowly forcing its way down her throat, with no way for her to back off of it.

So, take from this what you will… and if anyone does feel inspired to create a butterfly mask, by all means, let me know, and show off your handiwork.

3/30/2022 1:27:08 PM

How I Knew - Nature

So many arguments can be made for nature versus nurture, as to how one started down the path into this lifestyle, and there are no right or wrong answers. Everyone has their own reasons for seeking out kink - but I’m fairly certain that in my case, it was primarily nature, though a little nurture might have had a role. However, that’s not what this is about… not yet, at least.

When I was younger… much younger, like single-digit younger, I had a recurring fantasy that I would visit quite frequently. In it, I was a stage magician, and I was on tour. At each of my performances, I would close the show by selecting a young woman out of the audience, and make her vanish on stage, then make myself vanish as the curtains fell. Now, I would distinctly not make her reappear as part of the show, so people would always assume that she was a clandestine assistant planted in the audience, and think nothing more of it. However, that was not the case.

The scene would then shift to me returning to my home, and making my way down to my secret basement dungeon, where my most recent “assistant” was chained to a table. And while she was there, I would do… things… to her. Mind you, I was of an age when I did not actually have a concept of what those “things” might be, so the details are a bit fuzzy. Anyway, after I had done whatever I chose to do to her, she would then find herself chained to a wall in a room with my previous “assistants” lining the walls… and that would be the end of the fantasy.

So, yeah, pretty basic, as far as BDSM fantasies go, but considering that I had not had any exposure to bondage, outside of perhaps watching Penelope Pitstop and the Ant-Hill Mob on Saturday morning cartoons… I think it is safe to say that the concept of kink has been a part of me from the start.