Excited

This coming Sunday will be our third AtlantaDominion play party at the 1763 dungeon.  And I am truly excited.  We have 90 guys on the approved list (some from as far away as Florida and Louisiana) and nearly half of them are planning on attending this time around


The original party was planned as a 25th anniversary celebration for hubby and me.  Shortly after that Sir Brian, Loki, and I met to discuss making this an ongoing event, which in our minds would fulfill a much needed gaping hole (sexual pun intended) in the social life of Atlanta.  I really believe that we just may have accomplished this.


We have a huge variety of kinksters as part of the group, but we share the key elements:  respect, safety, discretion, kink-aware, risk-aware, and fun.  It's not too late to submit an application, and if you're coming from out of town and need a crash-pad, let me know!  Sleeping on the bondage bed here at home can always be arranged.

If you can't make this one, start planning now for the party on November 20th.  We open the doors at 2:00 and try to get the party started by 2:30.  We wind down at 7:00 and a lot of guys head off to a nearby pizza joint for a little post-party socialization.  Twenty bucks.  That's it.  Just twenty bucks for an afternoon of debauchery!

You know me and Suit and Tie Bondage....

You can find more pics and the video (not a free site, darn it) at menatplay

Long Overdue, Part II

Some of my other favorite pics from that night at 1763.

Long Overdue

Apologies to all of you for being remiss in posting.  Call it a funk, a dry spell, a lack of interest, misplaced focus.  You name it, they all apply.  Add to it that the pup is ailing and I'm back to a sick work schedule and what you get is a dead blog.  Mea culpa.

We DID however get a chance to do a little play at out local dungeon a couple weeks ago and cameras were allowed inside.  Fun stuff!

Ah! Memories!

This video stunned me when it first appeared on MTV.



The following gave me the best chuckle of the week.

What a Gift

I am so amazed at times.  I celebrated my 3 week anniversary since surgery on Wednesday.  There's been lots of progress and I felt like it was time to at least venture back into the dungeon for a short bit.  No heavy lifting, no bending, no twisting, but I've been dying to try out the new humane restraints I inherited.  So pup had a change of schedule today that allowed him to sneak away from work a bit early and we got to spend a couple of hours in the dungeon.  Yay.

Pup has put himself in an "honor," "sympathetic" chastity mode because a good friend and fellow pup asked him to share his own chastity journey.  Today was day 11 of that journey, but he'll have to start over!  Actually, it might be more appropriate to say that like many others who endure chastity, he's fulfilled his duties by not whacking off, and only cumming when I allow it.  That's a pretty nice gift in itself!

But when pup appeared today, he took my breath away.  Now, if you've read this whole blog you know I sort of have this thing about men in suits and ties.  Personally I think it goes right along with all the other uniform and gear fetishes so many of us have.  There's a power image seeing a man in suit and tie, but there's also so many other feelings that go along with it.  For me?  Feeling starched shirts, stiff collars, silk ties, and some really wonderful silk boxers that I'd given him and asked him to wear, WOOF, and as a bonus he was wearing the black suspenders I'd given him, MORE WOOF.  Well, the total picture was nirvana for me.

On went the new, shorter dog collar and padlock, off came the suit jacket and wasting no time we trotted up to the dungeon. On went a leather hood and a pretty severe posture collar, right over all the other clothing.  Using several ropes and the humane restraints I restrained pup to the floating bondage table.  Balls and dripping penis were exposed and a couple hours later a very nice load drenched his shirt.

Somewhere mid-session pup surprised me by asking to "go deeper," presumably a desire to go much deeper into the submissive headspace.  We accomplished some of that, but I know he craves going into deeper and darker territory than he's ever experienced. (I know it took him a full fifteen minutes to return to this world post orgasm...)  We're working on that!  And we hope maybe that he'll have a chance to experience some erotic hypnosis with another Top.  How cool is that?

For pup to endure wearing the suit all day, more dressy than he needed to be for his work day, meant a lot to me.  Yeah, it's a control issue (I LOVED yanking on his tie whilst jacking him off, growl!), but it was a tremendous gift to me made with great respect for my own fetishes. As I was snapping a few pics I told him it would be enough for me to whack off to for a few months.  LOL.  Totally true.

Thank you, Loki. 

Panic

Only a week until surgery.  Pre-surgery tests today.  And this incredible urge to have lots of sex before I get sent back to the sofa.  So Sunday was intense time.  Lunch with pup yesterday where I had a hard time keeping my hands to myself.  Last night gave hubby a whaling on his buttocks.  This weekend is Frolicon with lots of fun sessions and some intriguing dungeon parties.  I may not need anesthesia by next Wednesday at this rate!

Pics are from Sunday.  Videos are at XTube  (look for cuffdbhnd).

Have I Mentioned How Lucky I Am?

Okay, so all day Wednesday with Sparky.  Yesterday was D-Day at the surgeon's, but that deserves a post all it's own.  This morning I'm whacking hubby's butt because he's being sarcastic and snarky about taking out the trash.  (I think he does it on purpose.  You know how children think negative attention is better than no attention?)

And today with ~loki.  Long ago I'd promised him a nice long rope bondage day.  Then he sort of shocked me by offering a sort of "no limits" Friday since it's gonna be a while before we get to play again (again....more on that in the less than sexy blog entry coming up).

I really thought long and hard about it.  And decided what I still wanted to do was lots and lots of rope.  I'm pretty happy with this set of pics.  EXCEPT I forgot to take a pic after the rope came off and the straitjacket went on.  Fuck fuck fuck.....That boy was head to toe in leather and I was whacking his balls with a wooden paddle like there was no tomorrow.  Sigh.  I'm glad that at least I got to see it!

This boy is the best.  The absolute best.

A Full Day With Sparky

A year ago, back when I had just started this blog I had a chance to play with SparkySea. It was damn fun.  (You can read about that visit in this blog entry.)  It was a short but intense session and I got a glimpse of the intensity that is possible with this hot and hunky man.

Over the past year we've chatted, stayed in touch, and made our plans for a return visit.  And this week we were finally able to hook up.  And no short session this time around!  I picked Sparky up at 2:30 in the afternoon.  I got him back to his hotel at 11:30 that night.  Okay, okay....we did go eat dinner and take a little time to digest.  And about 9:15 I told him I either had to kick him out or tie him up.  He opted for the 2nd choice as long as he could wear his full football gear.  WOOF.

Hubby was here for almost all of the play and it was terrific.  "Plays well with others" was a comment I remember from my 2nd grade teacher.  She would have been proud of all three of us.

We covered a lot of ground that day.  The pics verify that!  And you'd best keep an eye on Sparky's blog (one of the very best in blogdom) for a video or two from that 9 hours together.

And if you follow his twitter comments you know he's bragging about the 15 pounds we hung off his balls.  Hubby is pouting and demanding a rematch.

 (In the pic above you can see the bucket we hung from Sparky's balls.  Filled it with weights and water to equal 15 pounds.  He claims he could have taken more.)

The Evolution of an Idea

I've always been fascinated with cages, jail cells, and kennels.  The confinement of a person is enticing and intense in my mind.  Last Saturday night we had a chance to do some serious cage work at the end of the Spartan flogging and for the rest of that evening.  The final products were stunning.  Unfortunately the pics aren't 1/1000th of the real effect this form of bondage had.

I wish I could take full credit for the concept.  But I'll take credit for implementation and embellishment!  And give credit to the hunks who were with me that night for some great ideas as well!

I just can't wait until we go back out there so we can take it another step.  I really think that some significant tit torture and electro are quite possible once our victim is completely immobilized!