SM Journal

"SM-Love" is made of powerful highs and ethernal gratitude I was pondering two kinds of whippings. The first kind doesn’t need to look good, quite the opposite. It is born of S-M love: a masochist meets a sadist, and their love language is pain and screaming. It can feel horrible, and yet empowering. Ideally, it ends in arousal and immense, mutual gratitude. It’s like looking forward to Hell itself. There is fear, there are doubts, but also trust, and the push to move through

Electro Butt Plug. What surprised him wasn’t endurance but how the electro buttplug made him feel: as if he were being fucked by an unstoppable bull.

Now he stands as a Chastity Champion, a Fisting Champion, and soon, I know, a Whipping Champion too.

I am preparing my Locktober Contracts for daring submissives sign. One month locked, no touching, no release. We will check-in often, perhaps meet. We decide your goals, I set you assignments.

When the rope comes off , they begin to process something radical: the possibility of a new closeness with another man.

You don’t need to tell me your name. You won’t be asked to explain yourself. And if we passed on the street, no one would suspect what I do or what we shared behind closed doors. #Discretion #BDSM

Some people carry their identity like a weight. Too many thoughts, too many roles to play in life, too much noise in the head. "Caring dehumanization" means giving them permission to drop all of it.

In professional domination, I don’t work with petite, trained Shibari models. I tie everyday people, and that’s where I find incredible, raw, non-theatrical beauty, no matter your shape or size.

Desire can be blinding. Horniness will lead you into bdsm scenarios, but often with someone whose only concern is their own release.