Monday, January 30, 2012

A Valentine Public Service

Saw these charts and though not in the least bit kinky they cracked me up. For all of you out there who put off your Valentine's duties to the last minute, let the below be fuel for thought. You've got two weeks!

Saturday, January 28, 2012

Excuses, Excuses

A strip club in Capetown, South Africa has come up with a brilliant solution for the man coming home late from a night out on the town: a line of fragrances called "Alibis."

This brilliant product line allows a man covered in cheap stripper perfume to mask his scent with a series of decent alibis.

They offer:

My Car Broke Down: The scent of fuel, burnt rubber, grease and steel
We Were Out Sailing: The scent of fresh ocean spray, sea salt, aqua and cotton rope
I Was Working Late: The scent of coffee, wool suits, cigarettes and ink

This reminds me of a Japanese gentleman's club (back in the day before mobile phones--yes, I'm that old) that had a phone booth a patron could go into, choose from a variety of background noise options (like "Office" and "Men in Pub") so when they called home they had a good sounding alibis. Literally.

Of course, in this case, you'd best not be wearing We Were Out Sailing if you live in Topeka.

I'm just sayin'.

Thursday, January 26, 2012

Equine Speculum Follow-up

A few posts ago I wondered why an online kink shop was selling an equine speculum. Pursuant to that, regular commenter A'marie sent me this photo of a lube:

The interesting part of this otherwise rather generic tube of lube is the term "single use."

What's "single use" about a 4 oz. tube of lubricating jelly, we pondered. Then it occurred to me...well, if you're an owner of an equine speculum, a 4 oz. tube of lube would, indeed, most likely be single use. 


Tuesday, January 24, 2012

A Love Story in Foreign Snack Photos

They say a picture is worth a thousand words. So the story below is being told in 7,000 words. Each photo is a legit product (not found in the U.S., needless to say). Mildly kinky, mostly funny. Enjoy. (And yes, very often I am a 12 year old...!)

Nap time.

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Pain Slut [peyn sluht]: noun

I was talking to a friend who described herself as a pain slut recently and it got us thinking about what that really means. We concluded there are basically three "widely used" definitions for "pain slut" out there:

Someone who has no limit to the pain they receive or simply do not safeword.

Someone who loves the feeling of pain, in other words, a true masochist (as opposed to some who love the accoutrement, the bratting, the aftercare, but don't necessarily care so much for the actual pain part--you know who you are!)

Someone who enjoys both pain and sexual pleasure either within the same scene or at the same time.
I concluded there's likely a fourth definition, one that more prescribes to the traditional definition of slut: someone who has no real distinction for who they play with, in other words they'll play with anyone.

But given all those definitions, is there one definition that legitimately defines who/what a pain slut really is? What it really means? I dunno...

So I'm throwing it out there to all of you. What do you think "pain slut" means?

(Thanks to tumblr feed perfectlittlepet for the image.) 

Monday, January 16, 2012

Sex Slave? Yes Please!

The entirety of the article tells the tale. What an odd story. Thanks to A'marie for sending it my way. As she pointed out, it's amusing, but if it was a woman on the receiving end, it'd be disturbing and wrong. (Of course, it ends up the story--which first appeared in 2009--was a hoax.) Most men, submissive or not, have likely dreamed at one point of being at the mercy (sexually, at least) of a dominant female hellbent on sex. 


One, because most of the time men have to be the proactive ones when it comes to establishing a sexual encounter and it can be stressful. (Plus, no one likes rejection.) Then, there's the whole sexual drive thing. Most men have a stronger (or at least more obvious) sex drive than women. So the notion that a woman would be in control allows a man's libido to freely, uh, flow. 

Because that sounds like a pretty awesome fantasy does that make me a submissive? Nope. I think it just makes me horny.

Saturday, January 14, 2012


So I was looking at some emails from an online kink retailer and one of their most recent ads emailed to me was for the item to the left--an equine speculum. Um...whatthefuck do you do with an equine speculum? I mean, sure, you can use it on a fucking horse, but why do I have this sick feeling in my stomach that's not what it's intended for here?

Sure, people are into all kinds of things--big (I mean really big, like, impossibly big) dildos, urethral sounds, something called the "ultimate anal lock" and more, but an equine speculum? Help me out here folks...what on Earth is this for???

Thursday, January 12, 2012

Hitting 50

At some point over the last few days I hit 50 Followers on my blog. I've been at this for about 2 1/2 years now, posting missives, musings, humorous anecdotes, fiction, photos from scenes, play party reports and thinks both kinky and vanilla that just pique my curiosity. I've said to friends (mostly fellow bloggers Erica, Beth and Lizzie) that I feel I'm constantly swimming up hill with this blog. 


Because: a.) I'm not female, b.) I don't post pictures of myself (assuming I was female) in various forms of spankitude and nudification. Now, all three of the above (and many, many others) have excellent things to say, great things to read and wonderful fiction, but if I look at the traffic and Followers of most blogs, the women get more screenviews than the male-authored blogs.

Erica was particularly worried about porting her blog over to Blogger because she had so many readers on MySpace, and I encouraged her to make the switch. I had been on for a while and had 25 or so Followers when she did. To my chagrin, she had tons more in record time. 

So when I discovered 50 followers this morning I was quite pleased. This was a milestone. Now don't get me wrong. I'm not jealous. I don't write or do this for popularity or to preach or to promote a cause--I do it because I like to share. When I started the blog I thought, as a writer, it would be interesting to share a "top's-eye-view" of the spanking and BDSM scene because most men aren't all that articulate in general (sorry guys) and tops/doms in the scene even less so. I wanted to demystify us male sadists and give people (particularly women, let's be honest) a chance to understand where I was coming from. I don't speak for or represent all tops/doms. Far from it. My opinions and views vary far and wide from the BDSM norms at times.

Bottom line: thank you for helping my blog turn 50. I hope you enjoy it and continue to find that I have something interesting to say and share.

Friday, January 6, 2012


I go to breakfast every Thursday when I'm in town at the same old-school coffee shop. Over the urinal they put the Sports section of the L.A. Times. I'm not a sports guy. Never understood spectator sports, but I do get participating in them. Anyway, as I stood at the urinal to relieve myself, I saw the above. I don't know what the story's about. Don't care. Just read that and thought, "Really???"

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Gulliver's Travels

I found this series online and just loved the playful, surreal nature of it. Of course, I kinda liked the bottoms, too. Spanking them would be like Godzilla coming in and smashing the little universes created on each body...

Monday, January 2, 2012

Party Spanking

I don't know what's gotten into me lately with all the photo posts/reposts (is "repinning" now an official term thanks to Pinterest?). Maybe I'm feeling very visual lately? Maybe I just don't have a lot to write about. I dunno. Anyway, my lack of original content in your gain...

For my first post of the New Year, here's something I found online. Not spanking, directly, but one can sure begin to fantasize...

One could imagine a New Year's Eve party going a wee bit out of control, a rather aggressive/dominant girl deciding to get a little "playful" and trying out some secret wish of hers with her friend in the red tee. Sure, it ends up (in these pics) with a Red Solo Cup, but it could be a "punishment" in which she has to hold that cup of beer in place with her hand between her legs without spilling...

Hmmm...I think I just invented a new punishment! (Making note in Notes on my iPhone...)