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Diary : A Weekend in the West

For some personal reasons, I’m a little behind on my blogs at the minute.

So, here’s a little overview of a fun packed weekend I had last week, which provided a welcome distraction…

It was just one of those weekends that slotted together. Some stuff I/we wanted to do all happening in the same weekend in a similar-ish area, so made things more cost-effective tying them all together.

Mentally preparing for Mistress

I don’t know if anyone else has any form of routine in preparing for a session.

Now. I’m writing this two-fold, one to share what I do : and two, possibly it may help others. Others either being a Mistress I’m going to see or film with, or other subs to help them get more out of things.

Diary : Cardiff, Radio and some good old Corporal Punishment

I love it when a plan comes together…

There were a few things we’d wanted to do… why not do them all in the same long weekend.

So, we did – and a weekend of vanilla fun and general kink unfolded beautifully.

Diary : A Meeting after too long…

6 months in the making.
When I first met Miss Suzanna Maxwell, She captivated me in a way so few do.
What I initially treat as a “good opportunity” or “nice afternoon out” became a whole lot more as I left longing to give Her more.

My Wife and Our Relationship

One idea I toyed with was doing blogs about my favourite Mistresses and why they are so wonderful.
I might do that, one day.   But regardless, I think it’d be more apt to do one about the most special Lady in my life, my wife.
I am going to talk a little about our relationship, our dynamic and I don’t know. It might help others understand, or, it might help others talk with their partners, or if nothing else I get to talk about a passion of mine and our relationship.

Diary : Berlin Filming for Merciless Dominas and Miss Courtney

It’s now been over a year since I started filming (blog on that here) and, one of the things I found was how much some doors and opportunities opened up for me as I proved to be reliable.

So, after filming with Merciless Dominas last July, I was invited to the Berlin shoot at the Torture Farm in October 2016. Unfortunately, prior commitments stopped me taking that – however, in the hope an opportunity would come back up, I took the chance in June 2017 – and things probably turned out a lot better this way.

Diary : This Past Week….

I tend not to do week-in-the-life of kinda posts.  I mean, there’s often things happen or things on my mind most weeks.  But still.

Anyway, the past week or so has been really positive in many aspects of my life.

Staying Safe : Avoiding Scammers

There’s been a bit of a rise recently in attempted scammers.
And, general chancers are fairly common.

Some have been fairly blatant, clear bots. Some, I’ve seen people at least initially fall for.

These are damaging to the whole industry and arguably lifestyle.

Lucky for me I don’t believe in luck…

Lucky for me I don’t believe in luck.

You see it all the time.
“Lucky sub, wish that was me”, “Lucky guy”, etc.

I don’t believe in luck.

Mind. I say that, I do often feel “lucky”.

Why is it always about money?

Why is it always about money?

aka – Pro-Shaming

“Where are all the women?” has been a lowly battle cry since the dawn of the internet.

It’s like the desperate mating call from the male who never leaves his house and is too tight to sign up for a dating site.

Add in some cliche about an unfair ratio or about how “nice guys finish last” and it’s complete.

The Difficult Second Session

I’ve been feeling a little reflectively lately.

I do now and then.

Today marks one year since the second occasion I booked a Private Session with a Professional Mistress. I think it’s interesting to remember some of my feelings going into that.

In music, there’s a term called ‘The Difficult Second Album Syndrome’.

Diary : On the Edge

“I love the pathetic noises you make as you squirm”

Has it been an hour? Or ten minutes? Or ninety minutes? More?

I have no idea.

It is dark, I’m encased in the vac bed – and whilst this feels quite tight, every now and then I feel Ms Evilyne pumping more air in as it wraps into *every* crack and crevasse.

All I can see is darkness and the vivid fantasies in my head. Every one I feel guilty about, every one a distraction.

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