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“Twisted Files of A Dungeon Vixen",
By August Knight
"She's Got The Look..."
The look of a Dungeon Vixen...
Women are always asking me where I get my hair done. Here's a little preview of what the process looks like!
Of course, everything looks better...with a flower in it, right?
My stylist's name is Angel; if you want her information let me know---she's in San Francisco.
And you can look this lovely too!
From the Twisted Files
Of A Dungeon Vixen
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"Sissy Adventures"
By Miss Monika, LGBT Talk Columnist
Today is the first day of bringing you my sissy diary. You cannot imagine how excited I am to be able to share my adventures with the world. I hope this becomes a place for me to express myself and share the pretty, sissified view of the world with the rest of the world.
I hope everyone can also enjoy my website, monikasplayhouse.com and with the gracious support of people I think I will soon be able to make it my primary focus in life...which for me will be the ideal world a sissy belongs in to everyone...
Things get REAL fun next issue...stay tuned!
Much love to you and for you,
Monika
"The Goddess Chronicles - The Musing, Adventures and Submission of The Girl Next Door..."
By The Leather Goddess
"Barak"
I had just left the Market Place....where you can pick up a little piece of chain mail clothing or that perfect paddle. I had a tee shirt made up for myself that said, "I am NOT blogging this..."
Sometimes I crack myself up! I had run into some friends and Rascal was getting his boot blackened while pulling on a string that was attached to the boot jacker’s penis. It was kind of interesting to watch...and there was a flogger there...so I picked it up and asked the Boot Jack’s if they would like me to play with it while they worked...and they did....so I did!
I was gently giving one of the men a few strokes of the whip when I felt him. He came up behind me...I didn’t turn. I just felt him. I felt embarrassed that I was holding a whip. I didn’t want him to see me wielding a whip. Who ever it was that was behind me...was dominant...and I could taste his energy through my skin. I put the whip down and looked behind me and up.
He was a big bear of a man..and not "pretty". His hair was long and pulled back into a pony tail...he had a strong beer belly...and was sporting a kilt and black boots (of course he was!)...there might have been a beard...and dark piercing eyes.
"Hello Beautiful...you were making me hot wielding that whip...I love when subs try to play with Top energy."
"You knew that I was a Bottom even with me flogging them?"
"Oh yes..that is very clear..."
And then he guided me against the wall....and was very close. I was getting drunk on him. FUCK!! Who was this guy? I wanted him to throw me over his shoulder and simply take me. It is so interesting to me...I had played with Dex twice...and it was really yummy....but I felt no pull for the man...and this man simply came up behind me...and I wanted to drop to my knees. I guess I should know his name first!
His name is Barak...he lives in Ohio (of course he did) and he was here presenting with his partner "Brat" on BDSM and Spirituality, (of course he was) and he was a pan sexual man (once again...of course he was)....I am nothing if not consistent!
So, I am melting, as he is talking to me about his life...and then he asked me what I wanted...I could feel his breath on my...his eyes are soft and loving...and against the wall...in front of the boot jacks...I told him what I was looking for in a dominant....and then he asked me if he could touch me...I told him that he could....I really tried hard not to beg!! I closed my eyes..and he softly touched my face...and neck. And then he reached for my hand...and kissed it. And it was a good bye kiss. There would not be any play with him. I felt such a deep sadness...I had not felt such an immediate connection with a man since DK. I didn’t know that I could feel that with someone else...it is a rare feeling.
And then he left to attend to what he had to attend to.....
I wanted to weep as I watch him go....and no....I never got to play with him. He is the fish that got away.....
By Alecs c., LGBT Talk Columnist
This entry is an expansion of a blog entry I wrote a little more than a week ago. The time that’s past has given me some additional perspective, so I decided to write more.
So, on a
Friday a couple of ago I went to the first installment of "Locked" party at SF Citadel,
and it was pretty awesome. I can’t wait to see what other awesome themes the
Locked people have in store for us.
I walked away from the party
finally confirming a thought that’s been spinning around in my head for a
while: I SO would like another Dominant in my life. I mean, on Friday, I went
to the party with bethie and Raina wearing Daddy Darin's collar and I could not
have asked to be part of a better group of people. I already loved bethie and
her Daddy and was able to make a new friend as well; but that experience
definitely made me miss being in service to someone officially and formally. I
know only my kinky friends would truly get this but I miss taking orders from
someone. I miss the feeling I had knowing that what I did helped make the life
of the person who I serve easier. I miss having large parts of my life planned
out for me so I don't have to worry about as much. I miss belonging to someone.
I miss wearing someone's collar.
I miss having a Dom, a Daddy, and a Master.
It’s like so many things I’ve done so far, to me the concept of the collar and being collared is so much more than just the initial experience. Anyone can get a collar from somewhere, slap it onto someone, start bossing that person around, and say they’re a Dom or a Master, and some people do. That’s not anything that I personally would want to be a part of. To me, being collared is about finding someone with whom I have that special connection. It’s more than “I like how he tops me” or “he’s been in the scene for a zillion years”. It’s finding that special someone who I’m willing to give myself to as his property but who I can also love as anyone would another human being.
I remember how it was when I was collared to my former Master- my first. We had talked about him collaring me for a number of weeks before that very moment but I wasn’t really sure when the actual act was going to occur. I remember it was at a play party. We had just gotten done playing and afterwards he summoned me over, asked me to turn around, and that was when he put the collar on me. He told me that the collar was training collar and that if the relationship didn’t work out that collar could be removed and we would remain friends. As it were, the relationship didn’t work out. There was no question we liked each other as human beings. I just wasn’t sure we worked as part of a D/s dynamic. To this day we still remain friends. He and I formed this bond that is unlike any other I’ve had before and I feel honored that he’s a part of my life.
What I think I love the most about a Dom(me)/sub or a Master/slave relationship is that it’s ultimately of how I think relationships should be. It’s about honesty, trust, communication, respect, love. As kinky people, we may demonstrate these qualities in ways that are foreign to many vanilla folks, but the point is the same. If more vanilla relationships possessed the qualities that so many D/s or M/s groups I know have, maybe things will be better.
