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Life is a banquet feast...so why are so many poor bastards out there starving to death? To see...feel...taste...know and experience all life has to offer.
I find both dom and sub roles quite appealing in their own way.
Does that mean I don't know what I want? Hell no! It means I want it ALL!

I like to play at a club here in Orlando called The Woodshed. Great place to meet people, a very safe environment, and management second-to-none! (and no one paid me to say that...HA HA!)...I guess that's my playful side peeking out.


Want to learn more and get acquainted? Drop me a note and let's open a dialogue.

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4/2/2010 2:42:06 PM
Just got back from Ireland...what an experience! To be there on St Patrick's Day was unbelievable. Picture Mardi Gras, New Years Eve, and Carnivale all rolled in to one.

And yes, the stereotype is true...the Irish can DRINK!!

Had a great time also at Dublin's monthly play party. It just so happened that I was there the same weekend...every now and again we all deserve some luck. www.nimhneach.ie for details. It's Gaelic and pronounced Niv-nock.

Got lots of rope now (still working on some more) and really looking forward to some good Shibari. I'm planning on attending Beyond Leather this year and doing the rope classes but some have told me I'm already past what they're likely to teach. Unfortunately I won't be able to make Shibaricon. Oh well...one can't have everything.

1/15/2010 5:18:47 PM
Had a great time at the Woodshed with my new hemp rope!! It's working really well and it does live up to its hype...there's something about a shibari tie with hemp to bamboo poles that just "works".

And yes, I'm going to go in with a few friends and get a 450 foot spool of both 6 and 8mm hemp. Found a new source in Hawaii that will ship cheaper and faster than my source in Canada...and their base price is lower as well.

1/9/2010 5:33:17 PM
All done and ready to play!! The boiling was a bit annoying given the weather. Had to change the water three times and boil about 5 hours total.

Then put in a mesh bag and run through the washer with a mild detergent to get the last of the grass / farm smell out. Then to the dryer. Enough for one night.

Started the finishing process the next day...put rough palm gloves on to help defuzz. Ran the rope back and forth repeatedly over the garage door aluminum track...that got the kinks out and removed quite a bit of fuzz.

Then I started to burn the excess threads off with a candle flame. While that worked, it was slow going and left soot on the rope. I should have payed attention to the guide that warned about that.

Took the rope back outside and lit my propane burner and passed the rope very quickly through it. That did the trick...all the loose fuzz gone and no soot except what was there from the candle.

One more washing machine cycle to get the soot off, then in the dryer.

Next step was to cut to the lengths I wanted and whip the ends. I did several 30 foot and 15 foot lengths as TwistedMonk.com recommended.

I used sailmakers whipping on the ends...not hard once you do a couple.

Then once more through the dryer as they were still a bit damp and then oil them lightly with mineral oil.

All done...nice and soft and ready to play! They have some stretch in them that I'll need to work out by hanging them with weights, but that can wait.

Off to The Woodshed for a night of fun!!!

Bottom line is it wasn't all that hard...just time consuming and I had plenty to do during the boiling, washing, and drying cycles.

I will definitely be buying more and split the effort and cost with a friend or two.

1/7/2010 6:26:40 PM
My hemp rope came today!!! I bought raw, organic, Romanian hemp and it came just that way. It's a bit stiff, but nowhere near as scratchy as I expected.
But...it smells like grass and cow manure! Kinda makes sense if you think about it...organic farming and all that.
Now for the processing...boil twice, dry, twist and stretch, burnish, and defuzz.
I just hope it's worth it.

Going to use an old large stock pot I picked up at a thrift store and do it on the back porch with a propane burner...should keep the kitchen from smelling like a farm.

If this turns out well, I will consider collaborating with friends on a much larger batch.

1/2/2010 1:59:06 PM
WOW! New Year's Eve at the Woodshed was something ELSE. Had a wonderful time and played with some dear friends...including a first-timer. That was certainly an honor.

I also got to "reverse engineer" a couple of impressive suspension rigs...turned out to be not as hard as I thought.

Hemp is on the way (along with some cotton and silk ropes) and I'm looking forward with my fingers crossed. I have several friends interested in some if the first batch works out.

If you are looking for an inexpensive sample of hemp as sold in Japan specifically for shibari / kinbaku, try an EBay search for "shibari" they have a vendor who sells a single 10 meter, 7mm hemp rope for $19.95, shipping included. That way you can decide if hemp is "all that and a bag of chips" before you make a larger investment.

12/27/2009 3:41:28 PM
Ever want to try rope bondage but thought it was too complicated? Granted, it can be incredibly complex (like macrame), but it doesn't have to be complex to be good.

Try www.twistedmonk.com and look at his free video clips that show ten basic ties. I tried this recently with a dear friend and play partner and had a blast! Of course I had to hit the pause and rewind buttons a couple of times.

Now it's time to make a hemp investment. I can get raw Romanian hemp rope in bulk for a lot less than BDSM vendors are selling it for, but I've heard from more than one person that to process it yourself takes a LOT of time and effort. You have to stretch it out, burnish it (take a lighter to burn off all the stray frands), and then rub it down well with mink oil and stretch it again. When you factor in your valuable time, it may indeed be better to pay the price for a finished product.

What I think I'm going to do is to purchase the smallest raw untreated length possible and work on that and see how it goes.

If it turns out that it isn't as hard as I've heard, perhaps I can get some friends to split the cost of several hundred feet and we'll have a Saturday with pizza and beer and team up to prep the whole lot in one day!

Is it just me, or do I sound like I'm hooked?

12/7/2009 4:29:06 PM
After watching a lot of rope bondage scenes, I thought I would give it a try. A friend tried it on me privately and I couldn't believe how simple it is to do a basic rope "dress" or harness. There are diagrams and video clips all over the net. I tried some at the Woodshed with a nice play partner and it went very well. Next step is to get some quality rope of my own and learn some of the more elaborate ties and perhaps do some suspension. One great thing about The Woodshed is there are a great many knowledgeable people there who can do a quick "safety check" before engaging the winch. For the longest time I have been watching some elaborate bondage and suspension scenes and enjoyed the final result...you could say it's both an art and a craft. The problem with me was I didn't think I would have the patience to try it. When I saw that it didn't take that long to do basic (but not boring!) ties, I guess I could say I'm hooked! Granted, it may take a while to learn and some of the suspension ties take a while to build, I guess you could always fall back on the old cliche: getting there is half the fun!

7/25/2009 8:03:58 AM
Another great night at The Woodshed in Orlando! I finally got to fulfill a wish I had for some time. I played with a lovely woman who was very new to the lifestyle in general and playing in public.

With her companion close by (who is also a very dear and respected friend), we spoke for a while and I could sense her uncertainty. At the risk of stating the incredibly obvious, what we do at places like The Woodshed could certainly cause harm if they get out of control. I promised her that I would receive her submission as a priceless gift and be very focused on her response and headspace.

I was very glad that our mutual friend was close by as it made both of us more comfortable and it added a certain element of fun...YES, IT'S OK TO LAUGH during a scene...sometimes we laugh to keep from crying!

As the scene progressed, we increased the intensity and her responses (my, what foul language!...ha ha) guided how far we both wanted to go.

As they say in show business...it's better to leave them wanting more. As much as I wanted to keep going, I felt it was time to stop.

I sure feel sorry for people who are color blind. Pink, red, orange, crimson, blue, purple...I think you get the idea. What a lovely palette displayed on a very shapely bottom!

That night also made me think about both the advantages and disadvantages of public play. On the one hand, The Woodshed has a first-rate staff and it was obvious since opening day that he wanted to "do it right".

In that spirit, safewords and DMs nearby are a good thing, and necessary should something go not quite as planned. Those kind of controls remind doms of the tremendous responsibility they carry...again a good thing.

No one is perfect...and in that vein suppose a dom were to make a mistake or a scene were to go badly? It happens...no denying that. But in a public setting, your reputation as a top could go to zero in a heartbeat and then who would ever want to play with you?

Just waxing philosophically here...all things considered it's better to err on the side of caution.

Confession time:
I can be a selfish bastard.

Perhaps playtime at The Woodshed can even be a form of therapy? Being in a situation where you are reminded "it's not all about me" and where you truly have a responsibility towards others is good for those of us who need a reminder from time to time.

My heartfelt thanks go out to both my very special friends and to the staff at The Woodshed.

3/1/2009 6:06:44 PM
Now why is it that I keep being reminded of quotes from TV shows when something out of the ordinary happens? Could it be that I watch too much TV? Most Americans do. Anyhow, the quote that came to mind recently was from an episode of M.A.S.H. It went something like this: "When you love someone, you get nothing but problems and heartache. So...you either stop loving them or just love them even more!" Another one of life's paradoxes, I guess.

2/28/2009 11:01:23 PM
After another lovely evening of play at The Woodshed, I was reminded of a saying from an episode of the original Star Trek series. I know some of you already are cringing...thinking just what the world needs is another trekkie! I'm hardly one of those and have no desire to be one.

Anyway, here's the saying...it's a Vulcan proverb: "You may find that having is not so pleasing a thing as wanting. It is not logical, but it is often true".

2/28/2009 10:56:46 PM
An unbelievable act of kindness...you have my undying gratitude, Mistress D! Your good karma points went off the scale last weekend and I'll never forget that.

2/16/2009 1:09:43 PM
Another great night at The Woodshed!
Someone with whom I have played a number of times approached me and said "I'm in a really weird mood tonight...just beat me hard and get to it". She also wanted a special rubber flogger used on her breasts so it would leave nice marks. Hmmm...wonder why? Oh well, mine is not to question why, mine is but to whip her ass just as requested! And I did, without much ceremony or a lot of warmup. Careful what you ask for! She told me I was a real sadist...and your point is? She got what she wanted.
That being said, that's not really the kind of scene I would want to do often. I like to know what my partner is really feeling and work into it. I suppose the "let's skip the chat and just bend over" has its place, but it's not my favorite.
My other play partner for the evening, Mistress Audra was watching with interest and a big smile on her face. I was so looking forward to playing with her later that it was hard to focus on what I was doing at the moment so I cut the scene short. Mistress Audra quite correctly chided me for not being more attentive.
So, with my topping for the evening out of the way, Mistress Audra wasted little time in getting into our negotiations. She has QUITE a toy bag...we had fun comparing implements and devices.
After mutually agreeing on the whipping post, I felt that her dominant nature deserved full nudity, so I undressed completely, which I almost never do at a play party. She tied me up very well and I thrust my bottom out as far as I could to receive her strokes.
But...she had other things in mind! She wanted to clamp my nipples. The problem is that mine are extremely sensitive and have almost no subcutaneous fat to hold on to...every attempt to get the clamp to hold was quite painful. Safeword time! I hated to disappoint her, but I just couldn't take that.

That's ok...floggers and a particularly mean quirt became the order of the day. After several minutes, I noticed something. Mistress is not only pretty, but she has what I could only describe as a "kind" face. I asked for permission to kiss her lightly on the cheek, and she let me. I don't really know why, I just felt I needed to.

At this point I was shivering from the cold. The post is right under an air vent and once again I forgot to turn on the space heater. Mistress took me down and had me lay down on the massage table and covered me with a blanket...except she left the "naughty bits" exposed. Ever play with a TENS unit? That's a sensation I won't soon forget.

While being mindful of not "topping from the bottom" I rolled over and asked her if she would use my belt on me. She did!! Three days later and I'm still feeling it a bit. When she felt I had enough, I sat up to get off the table. She cautioned me to slow down as I might be a bit light-headed. As they say, "pride cometh before a fall", and I nearly went down. Fortunately, she anticipated that and caught me as I could have easily broken an ankle.

Two consecutive weekends, two new incredible Dommes...how could any man be so lucky?

2/9/2009 4:23:26 PM
What a night at the Woodshed!! Usually when I come I have a few friends that I play with from time to time. Every once in a while I come with a planned play date, but mostly I go for "pot luck". As you can imagine, when you go for pot luck, sometimes you go hungry. That was NOT the case Saturday night. I got my fill and then some.


The most beautiful woman who I have ever seen at the Woodshed came in. After I put my eyeballs back in their sockets, I decided to introduce myself (nothing ventured, nothing gained!)


We found that we were both switches, but she only subbed with her significant other. That was fine with me...I am equally comfortable in either role but with her I immediately felt like kneeling before her and offering her almost anything she wanted.


Right from the start, I felt very comfortable. The way she carried herself and conducted the negotiations made me set aside any reservations and got me unbelievably excited!


She started slowly, and without warning gave a few hard strikes to test my pain threshold. It was uncanny...she could read me so well she knew just how much to give and how much to expand my limits.


All manner of floggers, paddles, crops graced my proffered backside. Then she brought out a particularly wicked implement known as a "quirt". Wow!!


I fell deep into subspace and got the nerve to ask if she would cane me. I have never been caned before, and after seeing some of the particularly brutal Mood Pictures videos, I wasn't sure I wanted to risk it.


Not to worry...she worked in very slowly, and I found myself asking for more and harder strokes. She graced me with a beautiful set of tram lines...but unfortunately they only lasted a few minutes. Call me vain, but I wanted to wear them as a badge of honor for at least a day or so.


Noticing that her pet (also quite a lovely young lady) had just been sitting by watching, I asked my Mistress if she wanted to involve her somehow. Her companion literally jumped at the chance to use me as a practice target as she was quite new.


Being the superb Domme she was, she sensed that I had had enough, even though I wanted more. She took me down and covered me with a blanket and held me as I was shivering. As a side note, some of the crosses and the whipping post at the Woodshed are underneath air vents. The staff at the Woodshed have thoughtfully placed space heaters nearby...I wish I had bothered to switch them on! Oh well...live and learn.


Understanding that gratitude is important, I offered her a foot massage which she gratefully accepted.


Believe it or not...there's more! She is also into Fire Play, and that's something I have never even considered. Once again, she had the air about her that made me feel that she could be completely trusted. And of course the experienced staff at the Woodshed is always on hand should something go wrong.


After watching her do her fire play and fire cupping on her pet, she asked if I wanted to try it. I was still somewhat afraid as I took my shirt off and lay down on my stomach. WOW! What an amazing sensation. And then we moved onto the fire cupping. Not having a lot of sensation in my back and shoulders (nothing wrong with me, that's just the way I am), the cupping was an interesting sensation, but not as intense as I had come to expect after watching others.


Ever felt that sometimes you take yourself a bit too seriously? I had one of those moments then. As I felt the powerful suction and the large red and blue circles rise, I started to laugh hysterically! When my Mistress asked me what was wrong, I told her that I had just realized that I had a doctor's appointment in three days! That's going to be fun to explain. Hmmm...since Fire Cupping was originally a Chinese healing technique, perhaps he'll buy that. Of course, most MD's have seen just about everything by the time they finish residency anyway. Who cares if he thinks I'm a freak? I sure don't!


It's hard to imagine how a second encounter with this amazing woman could match the first, but somehow I know that she will have something even better planned for the next time we play. I will come bearing gifts...ones I made myself.

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