Burning Man 2015 Flashback: The Lady in White

IMG_7615At the burning of the Man, there was this woman walking around.

She wore no more than a white under-the-bust corset, a white collar that covered half her face, and a pair of white lace up toe shoes.

And when I say toe shoes, I mean shoes with such high heels, you’re forced to walk on your toes.

She also had her arms laced behind her back in a white arm corset.

A man, all in white, was escorting her around on a leash.

As she stumbled around the playa, I was mesmerized by her.

First of all it was 40 degrees. So cold, that she must’ve been freezing – not having pants or a shirt or jacket on. All she was wearing was a teeny tiny corset.

Secondly, as she stepped around the playa, her feet and ankles wobbled dangerously as if she was about to fall.

And yet she attempted to dance.

And it was then that I realized that with her arms laces behind her back, if she tripped and fell it would be a yard sale.

She never fell.

Nope. Never.

So I’m swiping through Tinder when I come across something striking.

A man’s profile picture containing nothing but whips, gags, floggers, paddles, and switches.

I’m intrigued.

Who does this on Tinder?

There are better sites to go fishing for BDSM play partners, after all.

Like FetLife.

But okay, I’ll bite.

So I read his profile.

Sure enough, he’s an experienced dom and he’s looking for women who want to explore their submissive side with him.

And he’s into kinky sex.

Duh.

I swiped left.

Nope.

Been there, done that, got the t-shirt.

That’s the nice thing about sowing your wild oats when you were younger – you have a better understanding of yourself, your likes, your dislikes.

Of course, I could always learn something new about myself, but I’m betting no.

If I’m going to explore new horizons, I’m going to do it through travel, or learning Swedish, or making new friends.

Maybe all three.

But hooking up with a Tinderized version of a dom?

No thanks.

The Swede, kissing and UnSCruz

OMG, she’s not going to blog about The Swede again, is she?

Yes.

She.

Is.

Because he’s handsome, funny, and shy and that all adds up to make him pretty fricking irresistible to me.

He’s CHARMING.

Lord knows I don’t meet enough charming men.

Ones who want to cum in my ass and on my face (two things which do NOTHING for me), but the charming ones are few and far between.

The Swede also kisses like a board certified expert.

Trust me.

I’ve kissed a lot of men.

The Swede is EASILY in the Top 5 best kissers of ALL TIME.

The best kisses suck you into them so all you can think about is their mouth on your mouth.

They curl your toes and maybe, JUST MAYBE, get you a little juicy.

That’s what it’s like to kiss The Swede.

I swear I want to just melt into his body and feel every inch of him against me.

I may get my chance at UnSCruz seeing as how we are sharing a tent together.

I warned him the other day, “There will be ropes. We’re staying in a BDSM camp.”

He replied, “I’ve never done that but it could be fun.”

This is exactly the attitude you need to have going into a Burning Man event: open minded, ready to have fun, curious.

“There may be nudity,” I warned him.

Yours or mine?

I think The Swede will have a great time.

I told him my wish for him, “I hope you have a mind blowing good time.”

And I do.

I really do.

Collars up the wazoo

Honestly.

You buy one teensy weensy little collar and all of a sudden etsy SLAMS you with ads for BDSM accouterments.

collarFirst of all, I wasn’t even AWARE that there’s something out there called “Kitten Play.”

Although I imagine it’s probably a lot like “Puppy Play” which I have heard of.

I’m not into Furries, though.

I would likely NEVER wear a collar that says “Kitten.” Too soft and girly for me.

Personally, I’d go with “Fucktoy.”

OMG, I can’t believe I wrote that.

Too much honesty?

In any case, I bought a white leather collar to wear with my white wizard outfit.

collarAnd then I bought a rainbow chainmail collar with a heart hanging off it for my rainbow outfits.

collar rainbowAnd oh yeah, I bought a unicorn collar, just for shits and giggles.

collarSo I guess etsy isn’t too far off in recommending collars for me. I certainly seem to be acquiring quite a few for my collection.

Can’t wait to wear at SoulFire!

The Lady in White

IMG_7615At the burning of the Man, there was this woman walking around.

She wore no more than a white under-the-bust corset, a white collar that covered half her face, and a pair of white lace up toe shoes.

And when I say toe shoes, I mean shoes with such high heels, you’re forced to walk on your toes.

She also had her arms laced behind her back in a white arm corset.

A man, all in white, was escorting her around on a leash.

As she stumbled around the playa, I was mesmerized by her.

First of all it was 40 degrees. So cold, that she must’ve been freezing – not having pants or a shirt or jacket on. All she was wearing was a teeny tiny corset.

Secondly, as she stepped around the playa, her feet and ankles wobbled dangerously as if she was about to fall.

And yet she attempted to dance.

And it was then that I realized that with her arms laces behind her back, if she tripped and fell it would be a yard sale.

She never fell.

Things that make you go hmmmmmmm…

bondThe other day, my friend Walt told me he had something done called bondassage.

It’s just what it sounds like – a combination between bondage and a massage.

Basically, you get naked, then you are blindfolded, tied up, and all sorts of stimulation is applied to your body – including slaps, strokes, massage, and flogging.

At least Walt THINKS he was flogged. He’s not entirely sure since he was blindfolded. But at the end, he felt flogged.

As Walk put it, “It’s a new thing.  There was a ton of skin stimulation with different textures that left my entire body tingling, vibrating, pulsing and whooshing for minutes after.  It’s great to just soak it in.”

Bondassage is touted as a great experience for people who want to explore BDSM but need to enter the scene slowly and with caution.

At least as much caution as is possible when you’re tied up and blindfolded (which I personally think requires a lot of trust).

The fruitful union of soothing touch and bodywork combined with something a little darker is starting to appeal to more than just your average man. Women too are flocking to this new activity too. Perhaps because the appeal of BDSM and sensual massage is universal. And bondassage is so accessible.

According to Walt, it was very sexy. “I got a real good taste of it, enough that I am satisfied for now. I really liked the lighter stuff – the things that enhance sensation. I will want to learn that.”

And maybe that’s what he’s going to take away from this experience – the high sensation moments that left him feeling stimulated and satisfied. Things worth learning to please your partner.

Things that make you go hmmmmmmm…

Why I want to go to Burning Man

Burning Man (BM) has been on my mind a lot lately.

I was lucky enough to go to a smaller version of BM on my friends’ property out in Redding. They’ve build a community on several acres of rural property with their friends and when you are there Marshall Law rules – and the Marshall is the one with the most guns. They call their town Shinola.

It was so much fun to let my boys drive on the property, shoot guns at targets, and just in general raise a little hell and have fun doing it.

BM reminds me of Shinola on a larger, edgier scale.

Ever since embracing my inner freak, I’ve begun to realize that we all have a little freak in us (some more than others) and I’ve looked to connect with the inner freaks of others. We like to put on our “Clark Kent” persona during the day, but we live to let “Superman” loose. And “Superman” is quite extraordinary.

I’ve heard all about the sex, and the nudity, and the drugs at Burning Man and they just intrigue me. Not that I’m looking for any of that – except for the sex and the nudity of course.

Nudity is one of the primary reasons I want to go there. That and I love being able to go topless in public.
Me topless, in a sarong, chilling in the Nevada desert with a drink in my hand and a man next to me is my idea of fun.

Can you imagine a week of just exploring the art of other people and learning about the eccentricities of others? There’s so much potential growth there. I’m sure some things will make me uncomfortable, but I’m just as sure that I’ll discover new things I like. And I’ll discover new things about me.

I have friends who go to BM and I want to pick their brains about going – what to bring, what to look for, the erotic parts, the soulful parts, and the just-gotta-experience parts.

Truthfully, there are a few of them that I’d like to go with and make a camp with, because they’re tons and fun and there’s nothing better than learning the ropes from someone who’s been there and done that before.

My ideal day at BM – wake up, partake of morning wood, get halfway dressed (topless) and eat breakfast, explore the sights and sounds of BM, find a BDSM performance to watch, watch it, do more exploring, find an erotic performance to watch, watch it, mix and mingle with the denizens of BM, get up to mischief at night, and then have some evening wood to cap off a lovely day.

So. Much. Fun.

50 Shades of Greyish

I am not a fan of 50 Shades of Grey.

And not because the writing is shoddy.

I was actually frustrated by the romantic storyline.

Why throw in all this relationship mumbo jumbo to cloud the true essence of the book?  Possibly to make it mainstream enough to appeal to the masses of people who believe sexuality should be confined to what society suggests is appropriate?  Hmmm?

Really, would a man like Christian Grey fall for a woman like Ana – a giant mess of a human being (insecure, klutzy and naïve)?

And would a woman like Ana fall for a man as misogynistic, self-loathing, and abusive as Christian Grey?

The storyline is truly laughable.

For some truly inspired books on BDSM, visit http://www.buzzfeed.com/juniperbug/14-awesome-erotic-bdsm-books-to-tide-your-over-unt-f59x

Don’t be shy. You might like some of what you read.

More than you expect.

As a friend of mine once said, “When I started out I liked my sex with a little BDSM. Now I like my BDSM with a little sex.”

All this is to say that the first trailer for “50 Shades of Grey” has come out.

I’m a little confused by their selection for the main cast. But I will most likely go to see it provided the reviews aren’t all that bad.

Here’s a preview:

 

UPDATE:  From my friend Tommy:

“Good, brief article. I read the trilogy, and the author’s literary skills are almost to the level of a 12-year old’s diary. I also agree with this article’s disappointment with the actors chosen for the starring roles. Bland and mediocre. One of my songs is being considered for the flick, which would actually get me to see the movie. Lol. Here it is. Caution…contains lots of adult content! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nmU3cQBHAs8&feature=youtu.be