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One careful kinky owner

I received an email the other day asking advice on selling bondage furniture. Somebody had a large item they wanted to sell and wasn’t sure where to do so. They didn’t think eBay or Craigslist were suitable. I’ve never actually faced this problem so I couldn’t help. Instead I thought I’d throw the problem to my readers. Where do people sell BDSM furniture? Do the standard sites deal OK with kinky items? Are there any specialized alternatives? Feel free to leave a comment if you’ve experience in this area.

For an image I thought I’d feature a scene with an amazing amount of fancy equipment. This looks like a kinky mad scientist raided a 50’s film set and a modern fetish store. Judging by the white plastic chair, a garden supply store also featured in the shopping spree. The lovely lady is Mistress Eleise De Lacy from the Femme Fatale Films site.

Keep it down in there

Stories about noisy kinksters scaring the neighbors and getting a visit from the local authorities are not uncommon. I featured the story of Mistress Evilyne and her nosy neighbors a few posts back. The latest example is this story from Germany featuring a vocal kinky couple. I’m not sure whether to be impressed or scared that the police had to force the door down to get their attention.

This kind of thing might seem amusing, but it can have very significant consequences. In many US states, including mine, the police have a mandatory arrest law for domestic violence. What this means is that the police will always arrest someone if they believe there is probably cause that any kind of domestic violence occurred in the last few hours. It doesn’t matter what the ‘victim’ says or what the context was – somebody is going away in the back of the police car. The word of a neighbor, marks on a body or just an anonymous report of suspected violence is enough to get you arrested with no discretion allowed.

I understand the rational behind the law. A genuine victim of domestic violence needs the opportunity to escape from his or her abuser. They might not feel able to speak up until they’ve been separated. Yet for kinksters it can have serious consequences. It’s one thing to have your friends and neighbors know you’re kinky. Quite another to have them think you’re a domestic abuser after seeing you taken away in a police car.

I actually know (indirectly) of a Seattle couple this happened to. They thought their playroom was more soundproof than it actually was. The end result was not only an arrest after the neighbors reported the noise, but a full blown court case featuring their friends called as witnesses. It didn’t matter that the submissive repeatedly told everyone it was consensual activity. Justice is not only blind, but also slow and frequently stupid.

I’m not sure who these lovely whip marks belong to, but I hope they were inflicted in a soundproof space. They look like they’d have resulted in some serious screaming.

Beefy pets

This lovely drawing of a pet and his owner is from the artist Silk Box. The text that accompanied the original tumblr post is well worth quoting in its entirety.

I was thinking about dogs, and then I was thinking about pets, and then I was thinking about beefy pets that are well-trained and sleep in an alcove under your bed, and do 50 pushups while you sit on top of them, and lick your breakfast from your fingertips and sit and lie down and spread their legs when you command it, and anyway.

Pegging your way to the top

Abbi Jacobson, star of Broad City, was recently snubbed for an Emmy nomination. She responded in humorous fashion with the tweet “Who do you have to peg in this town??!” Given there are about 15,000 people who can vote the Emmy’s, the answer is quite a lot of bottoms.

I’ve not actually seen the show, but I have seen the clip that inspired the joke. Hopefully the humorous but positive way they tackled the idea will encourage many more couples to experience the joy of a damn good pegging.

I’m afraid I don’t know who this happy pegger is.

You’re plugged!

The last couple of posts have been kind of serious, so it’s probably about time to lighten this blog up a bit. With that idea in mind, I bring you the Donald Trump Butt Plug. That should put a smile on everyone’s face, apart from The Donald.

I’ve always considered Donald Trump a kind of one man comedy show. If you treated his public persona as a kind of advanced performance art piece it can be pretty entertaining. Unfortunately with his immigration comments he crossed the line from buffoon into racist rabble rousing, which does tend to kill the humorous angle. The butt plug in the current design isn’t actually safe to stuff up your ass, but it certainly would make for a striking decorative conversation piece. There aren’t many butt plugs sporting a combover.

This artwork is from Waldo. It looks like a science experiment in progress. I only hope she doesn’t have a marrow on her ‘to try’ list.

Regrets, I’ve had a few

I played with Lydia tonight. It was our penultimate session. It was fun, with lots of breathplay and CBT, but also kind of bittersweet. It was hard to stop myself thinking “Oh, that’s probably the last time we’ll ever do this particularly thing again” at odd moments. Although getting caned across the nipples did tend to banish most thoughts other than “Owww!”

Although I’m obviously sad about this situation, at the same time I’m grateful to have been some small part of her amazing career as a pro-domme. What I really regret isn’t this ending, it’s the start. More specifically, that I started so late and didn’t explore my kinks with her years earlier. If I had, I could have been looking back on a decade or more of play with her. If I could give one piece of advice it would be to try new things and explore your kinks. If you’re thinking of seeing a pro-domme for the first time, or going to a munch, or suggesting something new to a partner, then go for it. Better to try and fail than to regret not trying later in life.

No real reason to feature this image, other than I thought it was kind of sweet. I’m afraid I don’t have a source for it.

Suspension

Here’s some beautiful ropework to start the week. When I was young and naive I used to think that whips and canes were serious stuff and bondage was relatively easy. Experience has led me to reverse that opinion. It takes great skill to rig this kind of shot and serious physical ability to model for it.

The rope is by Gestalta, the model is bishop.black and the photographer was Amaury Grisel. I originally found it here.

Happy Independence Day

I’ve been slacking in my blogging duties. I apologize. July 4th was independence day in the US, which typically means lots of parties and drinking. As a Brit living in the States it’s a particularly entertaining period for social events, and that has been eating into my posting time.

Normal blogging service will be resumed soon. In the meantime I’ll leave you with an appropriate image. Remember kids – never shove fireworks up your ass. Nothing good can come from that.

I believe the artist here is Dboy.

Used panties for sale

Men buying women’s used underwear online is a thing. Not really my kind of thing, but I do like the free market ethos behind it. The women involved get an extra source of income and the men get their particular kinky itch scratched. Of all the many sexual financial transactions that happen, this seems like one of the easiest and safest.

If this is your particular kink, and you’re also into powerful women, then let me direct your attention to this sale of Queen Victoria’s Underpants. Admittedly they’ll be a bit pricier than the average pair from a Craigslist ad. At around 120 years old they’re also probably mustier and sturdier than most guys would like. But just consider who the original owner was. She ruled the largest empire in history, at almost one quarter of the earth’s landmass and one fifth of the population. Forget minor celebrities with products named after them, this is a woman with an entire historical era named after her. That backpage ad for used underwear may feature an attractive young lady in tight leather, but is she related to most of the royal families of Europe? I think not.

While I’m on the subject of attractive ladies in tight leather, here’s one offering someone a close-up view of her particular garments. Queen Victoria would not have been amused.

Games

I was fortunate enough to get to play a new game with Lydia tonight. It was called “How many needles can we put into paltego’s scrotum?” Much fun was had by all. The final score was Scrotum 1 Needles 40. Although when you play that kind of game it’s not really the score, it’s the taking part that counts.

I’m not exactly sure what game is being played in the image below, but once again it looks like the man is on the losing side. I think he should count himself lucky. This lady looks like the type to enjoy celebrating after her victory. Lydia is more the ‘spray some disinfecting alcohol on all the punctured area and enjoy watching him squirm’ type.

The only thing I know about this artist are the initials TBT. It looks a bit like the style of xrenderer, but I’ve no evidence beyond that observation to link the two.