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The Hands-Free O

Posted on November 16, 2009 by Jarl Mezentius

It’s all about the ‘O’

emma had this to say about the female ‘hands free’ orgasm.

Unlike a lot of her posts, this one didn’t seem as well thought out, and this lack of alacrity somehow compelled Me to comment;

200807080924.jpg Mrs. Kelly’s Playhouse: The Hands-Free O: The Hands-Free O

I am not an easy-comer. It’s not difficult for me to orgasm while masturbating and it’s not particularly difficult for me to orgasm while having intercourse as long as there is also clitoral stimulation going on. But I am not the kind of girl who gets a dick in her vagina and then starts screaming with a big-O.

If I were sitting around with Dr. Freud, I would be told that my clitoral orgasms were immature and a symptom of my repression or something like that (I’m not a Freudian-psychologist so don’t expect total accuracy here on what the coke-head “doctor” would have said).

I have always figured that I am pretty normal and average in the orgasm department (and the stats back me up here). Stories where the women come just by thinking about big cocks make me laugh out loud. But I am willing to accept that women are different and that there is a lot of variation in ease of coming.

My roommate in college claimed to have never had an orgasm, neither during intercourse nor by her own manipulation. I found that pretty unbelievable since I had spent literally hours masturbating during my teen years. But she was actually doing stuff like holding a mirror in front of her private parts and searching for her clit (some of those female “discover yourself” books have some pretty wild stuff in them).

I admit that until very recently I thought the whole notion of an easier comer was…um… bullshit. I thought that the majority of women were probably like me and that easy-comers were the fantasy of men. By reading sex stories and watching porn, you find that often male fantasies have to do with women being more like men: they come easily, they love sex and want to have sex with anyone anywhere, they shoot cum like a man, they are obsessed with penises.

I often think guys would be a lot happier in the sex department if they had sex with other guys most of the time and just had sex with women for procreation but that’s a whole other post.

I happened to talk to one of my oldest friends recently — someone who has been known to be a total slut – and low and behold she admitted that she was an easier comer. She referred to herself as a “sure-thing” and said if a guy couldn’t get her off, he had to be just terrible in bed. I have to admit to being somewhat jealous. I wish I were an easier-comer but I’m just not. And I just have to accept that.

But something that distresses me is how many men are still basically going by the Freudian model. I haven’t exactly done a study on this but it seems like young guys especially feel threatened if a woman needs to touch herself during sex.

At AskEmma I suggested that a guy encourage his girlfriend to use a vibrator during anal sex to make it more enjoyable and he actually said that he thought most guys were threatened by vibrators. Really? Why? I don’t imagine any woman would leave her boyfriend or husband for a vibrator.

A vibrator virtually guarantees an orgasm in a woman (and a pretty fucking great one at that). How could that be a bad thing? Why would that threaten a guy? Only because he really believes that his penis is supposed to do all the magic and if it doesn’t then something is wrong with him or her. If I could go back in time and kill Freud, I might (probably not though because if I could go back in time I’d go back and fuck 1976 David Bowie and 1972 Iggy Pop). But I do believe that Freud and his ilk did a great disservice to women and men alike.

When I think about the guy who said he’d be threatened by his girlfriend using a vibrator during anal sex, I really wonder what he was thinking. I mean he was asking me to give him advice about how to make his girlfriend enjoy it more but at the same time scared of the one thing that would make it probably the most enjoyable for her. Why on earth would anyone think that simply sticking a dick in a girl’s ass would get her off? It’s a complete misunderstanding of female anatomy and the female orgasm.

A female/male submissive might get aroused by the intensity of anal sex but my guess is that most women and probably most men don’t get off just on anal sex with no stimulation of the clit or penis. Again, I am not an expert on any of this but what I am suggesting is that people do what gets them off without worrying too much about the right or wrong of it.

And just to prove a point, I am sure that at least one guy will comment here about how wrong I am about female orgasms and how the goal is the hands-free O. And I’ll probably tell him to fuck off. Posted by Emma Kelly at 2:49 AM

3 comments:

Gillette said…

I’m wondering if people are talking about different types of orgasms???? I’m thinkin’ we’re all different, have different responses at different times in our lives (well..that’s been my experience, anyway..and don’t I just hate it that I have enough years to have “perspective??” HA!)

There are times when a guy first enters that I definitely get one type of orgasm that I call an “oozie.” STRONG but diffused energy all over the body.

But those are very different than clitoral orgasms…which are more “work” for me. And I definitely do the manual thingie with anal. But/and I’ve also talked to men who’ve been with women who orgasm initially with the anal thing like I do with the vaginal thing. I’m not sure if it’s the same type of orgasm as a clitoral one as I haven’t talked to them.

I don’t get the vibrator threat thingie, either. Ask him if he ever fantasizes about anyone/anything other than the partner he’s fucking in the moment. My guess is yes. Many people use tools to get that O, just some of them are made of rubber and some are in the mind.

March 12, 2008 3:03 AM Anonymous said…

Well, my wife always brings herself off with her fingers either when I do cunnilingus on her or when I am inside her. As for cunninlingus, she likes that I lick her, but a some point, as I continue to lick her, she will provoke her orgasms with her fingers.

And I must admit that I find that very erotic — that is, that she actively brings on her orgasms (which are very much in the plural) with her own fingers.

Does that mean I am less of a man, etc. I really don’t worry about that at all. I am about 6 3/4 inches long. I am neither thin nor thick.

Uh, about Freud, well,if I may: your argument is based in a popular view of Freud. But that does not really matter.

March 12, 2008 4:10 AM Jarl Mezentius said…

OK. I have been a long time reader and because of my BDSM/Gorean lifestyle and opinions, I have kept out of your comment box as a measure of respect, but in this case I must, respectfully, put my comment here.

I have been informed by several of my former and present girls that there are at LEAST two different kinds of female orgasm. I tend to believe them since they would have no reason to lie about this subject (and would be severly punished if they did lie on any subject, but that is again a completely different subject for a BDSM thread) that this should be the case.

Most of the women agreed that there is a ‘shudder’ factor that occurs when the body is suddenly and completely sexually energized, either from a touch, a scent or any of the other senses. I also understand that although this shudder is complete head to toe sexual sensation, that a girl might get wet and ready for sex, that it is not the actual Big-O.

The second orgasm described by my girls is what most women would call the Big-O.

The description of this event is always met with hesitation when approached Master to slave, as if this is some secret that women actually keep away from each other, let alone a Man and his friends.

The Big-O however is described physically the same as the Male orgasm, all other incoming sensations are halted, with the exception of the erogenous zones, and the body convulses in repeated pulses throughout, centered and concentrated on the sexual organs.

The energy and exertion of this type of female orgasm has the same effect on the woman as the Male orgasm has… exhaustion and complete satisfaction… (roll over and go to sleep)

Having described these two most common types of Orgasm I would also like to point out that in Men and in Women, the little and the Big-O is something that can occur, hands-free … and even in the case of more than one submissive (both male and female) can occur ‘On Command’ with the spoken command being the only immediate stimulus.

Simple Logic proves this out, as the most sexual organ in the human body, is the human mind… tickle it, tease it, and tempt it correctly, and your girl (or guy) will cum with a Big-O every time.

March 12, 2008 6:41 AM

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Say Cheese: 12 Photos That Should Never Have Been Posted Online – washingtonpost.com

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You know the old cliche, a picture is worth a thousand words? Turns out that pictures have been deeply undervalued: A single photo can cost you your reputation, your job, even your freedom–if you post it online.

Teachers, principals, firefighters, mayors, university presidents, and everyday people have all discovered the dark side of putting the wrong photos and videos on social networking sites. Sometimes they paid the price in embarrassment. An unlucky handful lost their jobs or landed in jail.

The results aren’t pretty, but they are sometimes hilarious. Here’s our dirty dozen–12 pictures their owners probably wish they could take back.

200809230724.jpg1. Hey Kevin, Tinker Bell Wants Her Outfit Back

It’s bad enough to dress up like you’re about to slip a dollar under some toothless child’s pillow. But former intern Kevin Colvin made it much worse by asking his boss at Anglo Irish Bank if he could take time off for a “family emergency in New York,” then flitting off to a Halloween party dressed like a refugee from Peter Pan. Putting the faerie pix on his Facebook profile was the finishing touch. After his boss found the pictures, he responded by attaching the photo in question and blind-copied the entire office. Colvin lost his internship and what was left of his reputation when the e-mail messages went flying across the Internet; at least he got to keep the wand.

200809230726.jpg2. Quick, Call 911–My Pants Are on Fire

Now that an ex-beauty queen is running for the VP slot, life may be easier for hot mommas who also happen to be office holders. It will be too late to help Carmen Kontur-Gronquist, though. The former mayor of Arlington, Oregon, got in hot water with her constituents after a family member posted photos to her MySpace profile showing off her, umm, political assets in the town firehouse (where she worked as an executive secretary). Amazingly, the town of 500 voted to recall her from office shortly after the photos went public. Maybe they were afraid people would start setting fires, just to see what she was wearing when she showed up.

200809230729.jpg3. Muscle Bound or Muscle Brained?

What is it about firehouses that makes people want to take off their clothes? In this case, Boston fireman Alberto Arroyo got in trouble for stripping down to take part in a body-building competition last May. (He finished eighth in the 2008 Pro Natural American Championships, by the way.) There’s nothing wrong with fire fighters showing off their muscles, but Arroyo made the mistake of competing two weeks after he’d filed for permanent disability status due to back injuries. Apparently his injuries enabled him to lift barbells but prevented him from inspecting buildings for code violations. After his bosses saw video of Arroyo competing on YouTube, they decided to give him plenty of spare time to work on his pecs.

200809230741.jpg4. Vending Machine Leads Tennis Teen, 40-Love

British tennis phenoms Naomi Broady and David Rice are no longer feeling the love from the UK’s Lawn Tennis Association. The LTA nixed its sponsorship of the teens in October 2007 after discovering photos of Broady and Rice on social networking site Bebo showing them drunk, getting intimate with condom dispensers in public restrooms, and otherwise displaying “a lack of discipline.” According to the Yorkshire Evening Post,”Naomi’s Bebo profile showed her out on the town, with her legs wrapped round a toilet vending machine.” No doubt trying to coax it to return the correct change.

200809230745.jpg5. Yo Ho Ho and a Bottle of Rum

What do you do with a drunken pirate? Throw her in the brig–or, if you’re Millersville University, deny her a teaching degree. That’s what happened to Stacey Snyder, a then-27-year-old student teacher who posted a self portrait to her MySpace page under the caption “drunk pirate,” even though it was not clear from the photo exactly what liquid was in her plastic cup. The Pennsylvania-based university decided the picture was “unprofessional” enough to rescind Snyder’s degree, just days before it was to be awarded in May 2006. Snyder sued the university in federal court, claiming it violated her First Amendment rights (not to mention, of course, her Right to Paaaaar-tay). As of publication date of this story, that suit is still active.

6. Moronic at Any Speed

Quick, what’s more stupid–driving 140 mph or filming yourself while driving 140 mph? How about filming yourself driving 140 mph and then posting the evidence on YouTube? That was only the tip of the dunce-berg for 23-year-old Andrew Kellett of Leeds, England. He posted more than 80 videos of himself driving recklessly, stealing gasoline, using drugs, and engaging in sundry other illegal activities under the name “Mrchimp2007.” Last July, a city magistrate who’d had enough of this monkey business gave Kellett two years probation and ordered him to stop posting videos of his dirty deeds ( though some are still available online). “Kellett must be in the running to be Britain’s Dumbest Criminal,” said Leeds City Councilor Les Carter. “If more criminals were as obliging, the city would be even safer.”

200809230820.jpg7. Where There’s Smoke, There’s Ire

Sometimes posting a photo of someone else is enough to get you in trouble. In March 2005 Central High student Eliazar Velasquez snapped shots of principal Elaine Almagno having a smoke on school grounds and posted them to his Web site. He then distributed flyers throughout the Providence-based school, urging students to visit the site. Though it was Almagno who got caught breaking Rhode Island’s ban on smoking near schools, it was the sophomore who got suspended. But not for long; after the story hit the news wires, Velasquez’s suspension was lifted. Our advice to Almagno? Two words: Nicotine patch.

200809230827.jpg8. No Nudes Is Good Nudes

Here are two quick rules of thumb. If you’re going to teach art to high schoolers, try not to post nude photos of yourself online. And if you must teach art and pose in the nude, don’t do it in Texas. Tamara Hoover found this out the hard way in May 2006, when she was forced to leave her teaching position at Austin High School after students discovered semi-nude pix of the 31-year-old on Flickr. Perhaps it was the photos of a nude Hoover wearing a spiked dog collar that set school administrators into a tizzy, or perhaps it was simply because the photos were taken by Hoover’s gay lover. Because as we all know, Texas has no room for artists, lesbians, or naked people.

200809230830.jpg9. Nice, Err, Pom Poms

As Texas is to nude art teachers, Illinois is to scantily clad cheerleading coaches. In April 2007, 25-year-old Natosha Shaw was temporarily stripped of her pom poms when parents at Waukegan High discovered sexy photos on Shaw’s MySpace profile. Parents claimed the aspiring dancer/model was also “inexperienced, incompetent, and immature” as well as under dressed. But Shaw, who’s also an executive assistant to an Illinois state congressman, was ultimately given a second chance. Apparently it’s OK to train teenage girls to perform in front of crowds wearing skimpy outfits, so long as you don’t do it on MySpace. Shouldn’t the parents be more worried that she doesn’t know how to spell “Natasha”?

200809230835.jpg10. Then We Ordered Another Bottle of Tequila, and When I Woke Up One of My Kidneys Was Missing

It was a vacation she’d probably rather forget. When Janet Dudley-Eshbach, president of Salisbury University in Maryland, created an album of her family’s trip to Mexico on Facebook in October 2007, she didn’t expect a local TV station to broadcast the photos to the world, or to have a Wikipedia entry covering the mini-scandal. The problem wasn’t the photos so much as the captions, like the one for this picture: “I ended up having to beat off the Mexicans because they were constantly flirting with my daughter.” (We believe she meant with a stick.) Or the photo of a tapir, a piglike mammal, with an arrow pointing to its outsized manhood. The 53-year-old educator was forced to apologize for conduct unbecoming a university president–and to endure a painful lesson on how not to use Facebook’s privacy settings.

200809230838.jpg11. Yesterday, Spring Break; Tomorrow, Prison Break

What’s a Halloween costume cost? For college junior Joshua Lipton, it was two years of his life. In October 2006, the Bryant University student was charged with drunk driving after causing a three-car crash that left one Providence woman in critical condition. Two weeks later he showed up for a Halloween party dressed as “Jail Bird,” photos of which made it onto Facebook. That didn’t sit very well with the judge in the case, who called the picture “a defense attorney’s worst nightmare” and sentenced Lipton to two years in prison. The good news: The department of corrections didn’t have to issue Lipton a new jumpsuit–he already had his own.

200809230849.jpg12. I’m a PC, She’s a Mac, and You’re Unemployed

Michael Hanscom did not pose nude on Flickr, attack the locals with a stick on his trip to Mexico, or dress up like the Fairy Princess while calling in sick. His crime? In October 2003, the Microsoft temp posted photos of Macintosh G5s being unloaded on the Redmond campus to his blog with the title “Even Microsoft wants G5s.” And that was enough to get him canned from his job in Microsoft’s print shop for an alleged “security violation.” Apparently, the world’s largest developer of software for the Mac (besides Apple) didn’t want anyone to know that some of its employees use Macs. (Thanks for Michael Hanscom for use of the photo.)

[From Say Cheese: 12 Photos That Should Never Have Been Posted Online - washingtonpost.com]


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A Pleasure Guide to Bondage

Posted on April 2, 2009 by Jarl Mezentius
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By: Suie Roberts

For the novice, bondage can be a quick and inexpensive way to spice up your sex life. You don’t need to buy any sort of specialised kit. Neck ties, stocking and belts make ideal bonds. Use soft items to bind your lover to avoid chafing.

Of course there is more to bondage than just tying your partner down to the bed. What are you going to do with them now that you have them there? This is why it is perceived that spanking and whipping must be involved. If you like that kind of thing there are a wide selection of Spanking Tools available, however this is sadism and masochism activity.

In its simplest form, bondage can be holding someone’s hands down whilst giving them a lap dance. In this situation there are no restraints at all. Bondage is more about the eroticism of being under the control of another person or the eroticism of having full control over someone else.

Because of this, bondage on any level stimulates the largest sex organ in the body – The Brain. Bondage binds the brain in rules that give the brain the illusion that the body is being restrained and controlled by someone else. It is usually considered that people in high powered jobs like these kind of sexual games, because they are able to let someone else take control so that they can loose control. But it is also fair to say that it is usually imaginative people who enjoy these games, because they are able to get lost inside the game.

Anyone considering practising bondage on any level must have complete trust in the person or persons who they intend to play with. It is also essential that everyone agrees on a ‘safety’ word. The safety word is a word that can be used by anyone to stop all activity immediately. The word could be a television programme, a musician, or complete nonsense such as ‘erotic elephants’. Whatever your safety word, it must only be used when you want to stop all activities and return to reality. It is important to be able to stop the game because someone my get hurt or injured.

Also for safety, don’t tie anyone too tight. During sexual arousal your body slightly swells, so a tight handcuff soon starts cutting off the bloody supply.

Other less brutal activities could involve teasing your partner.

Tips for girls -

Rub your pussy very lightly over his cock whilst rubbing baby oil into your breasts. Lean forward every now and then and let your juicy orbs hang in his face, just out of tongue reach.

Kneel above his chest and masturbate giving him a ringside seat. Rub your fingers over your lips and then go in for the full on snog.

A little forced face sitting, hover the bits of your pussy you want licking over his face.

Tips for the boys -

Get her to stick her tongue out and the stroke her face and neck and tongue with your erection.

Kiss and caress the inside of her thighs slowly, forever moving upwards little by little. Keep your hands moving and occasionally run your hand over her pussy, but don’t linger or give her any sort of satisfaction. Make sure she feels your breathe on her clit, but not your tongue! Not yet anyway.

The games and the teasing all adds to the excitement of bondage sex. The slow build up leads to steamy passionate sex.

After dabbling with bondage you may want to move up a level. This is a great excuse to dress up, whether you dress up as a Dominatrix, or a Submissive Sex Slave or the Devil herself; the key ingredient has to be PVC or Leather.

Top Tip – If you dress kinky and sexy, you feel kinky and sexy.

You may also want to upgrade your bondage restraints

Hand Cuffs – Cold metal feels nice against your skin, however, they do clank and make noise and they can scratch your furnishings, metal beds in particular.

Leather Wrist Restraints – The feel of leather and the look and smell of it is very sexy. Just be aware that leather collars and cuffs do take some ‘wearing in’ because new leather is rather stiff.

Fabric Wrist Restraints – Very comfortable to wear with padded protection. Quick and easy to use, you can tie someone up in the blink of an eye. They don’t damage your bed and are compatible with any kinky inflatable furniture. Fabric binds are easily washed in the washing machine. However, their sex appeal isn’t the greatest.

PVC Bondage Tape – Bondage tape is wonderful stuff. It works in a similar way to Clingfilm so it sticks but not with stickiness, so you can wrap it round your head and it doesn’t scalp you as you take it off. Its quick and easy to use and looks very hot, although you can’t reuse really because the tape stretches and goes funny and doesn’t look as sexy the next time you use it.

Of course, restraints aren’t just designed to tie your lover to the bed. Some restraints are designed so that they connect together, usually with ‘D’ ring (named after their shape). By clipping bondage items together, you can create unusual sex positions that need support, or just hold limbs out of the way for easier access. Cuff her ankles to her wrists, lay her on her back with her legs straight and you have easier access for giving oral and it leaves your hands free for other naughtiness.

The alternative is to buy your collars and cuffs separately. To ooze sex appeal here you really need to go to a specialised retailer and get sexy leather.

3-Ring Slave Collar – Not only do these collars make the wearer look really hot but they are also very versatile. They enable you to cuff hands to neck in front or behind of the wearer, or ankles to neck (obviously not so that it breaks the wearers hips). You can also add a lead for a bit of fun or use the third ‘D’ ring to tie them to the bed. Great fun.

Waist Cuff, Bondage Belt – Bondage belts allow you to tie your lovers hands to their waist, either at their sides or directly in-front or behind them, again with a long piece of rope you could also attach their ankles so that their legs are in the air and spread open. They can also be used to with a piece of rope going from centre front to centre back to form a kind of chastity belt, or to keep a vibrator firmly inside the vagina.

Leather and Steel Restraints – Ankle to wrist restraints are great for deep penetration sex. Cuff her up and then roll her backwards so that her weight rests on her shoulder blades. Tie the Cuffs to the bed to hold and maintain the position.

Inflatable Bondage Chair – Kinky Furniture is the ultimate bondage toy. However, Bondage furniture usually takes up a lot of space and is not easily hidden when out of use. Inflatable bondage furniture on the other hand easily packs away and can be hidden in the wardrobe – a little less sex appeal but saves the kids and your mother from seeing the evidence of your sexual kinks!

In another direction, there is Japanese bondage. With its oriental origins, Japanese bondage is considered by some an art form and if you really get into it you can really create some elaborate patterns. But to start with you probably wont create much in the way of art, but you will have lots of fun.

You may think a bit of old washing line will do the job, but you really cant skimp here. Get Rope intended for the job, or you run the risk of the rope itching and irritating the skin or chafing. If the rope is too thin it cuts into the skin. Considering the delicate places the rope is going to touch – you don’t want to be left with Chinese burns from your Japanese bondage!

You can buy Books about Japanese Bondage, but finding out for yourself is a whole lot of fun. Here are some Top Tips -

Double up your length of rope. Using double thickness makes knot tying easier.

Keep everything symmetrical – this makes for a more pleasing creation to the eye, it also makes things a whole lot easier.

Always start with a G-String style formation. Its good for anchorage points and gives you something to build on

To make the G-String

With doubled length, wrap around the waist as if it were a belt. Feed the surplus rope through the loop created when you doubled the length. Line up this connecting point with the navel.

Pass the rope down and through the legs and up between the buttocks to the middle back of the ‘belt’ and knot.

Now you are ready to go on to the upper body, or pass round to the sides to tie the wrists to the waist. Just let your imagination run riot!

Remember – When practising Japanese bondage do not make the binds too tight, and bare in mind that you will need to be able to untie any knots that you make.

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Top Arousal Tips for Women

Posted on January 2, 2009 by Jarl Mezentius

Top Arousal Tips for Women by Bruce Stander

Some females find that a circular action enhances their female arousal better than an up and down gesticulation, so either one is perfect. This is purely moving a finger to stroke the clitoris in an up and down gesture to reach orgasm. Tapping the clitoris in a light matter until the woman orgasms is a all the rage method that builds female arousal. Many women also relish rolling. Not only that, but also a lot of female excitement comes from rocking against something solid, like the chair of a sofa or the edge of some other piece of furniture. Once you have selected the kind of oil that you like, try any of the ensuing techniques to see what masturbation can do for your female arousal.

Female stimulation becomes harder and faster when distinctive areas are stimulated in chorus, so stimulating the clitoris and the vagina at the same time, or even the vagina and the anus at the same time is great for female arousal. Trying different speeds and pressures will work wonders for your female arousal! If female excitement doesnt come easily from rubbing the clitoris, the anus is an extremely sensitive area, and many girls will penetrate their vagina with their digit and massage the anus with another finger or a lubricated sex toy. Rhythmically rocking back and forth while squeezing the thighs together can quickly heighten female excitement.

Female stimulation is frequently very sensitive to a technique termed stroking. Many girls at one time or another dont produce enough of their own lubrication, so there are many distinctive cool kinds of lubricants that you can choose to enhance your female stimulation. Placing your lubricated thumb and digit on either side of the clitoris and rolling it back and forth is an incredible way to size female excitement.

Female stimulation is also very open to rocking motions. First of all, using some kind of personal lubrication is very principal to the art of flourishing female excitement. There are many ways to enhance female stimulation, and masturbating is the initial step in finding the best ways for each woman to find her arousal points. Many girls like to drum on the clitoris to enhance their female stimulation, and it works!

Tera Andrews is a consultant with Theatons Sex Toys, an online shop selling discipline sex toys, cheap condoms and juicy lube.

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San Francisco may become 1st major US city to decriminalise prostitution

Posted on October 28, 2008 by Jarl Mezentius

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San Francisco may become the first major US city to decriminalise prostitution if voters next month approve Proposition K, a measure that forbids local authorities from investigating, arresting or prosecuting anyone for selling sex.

The ballot question technically would not legalise prostitution since state law still prohibits it, but the measure would eliminate the power of local law enforcement officials to go after prostitutes.

Proponents say the measure will free up US$11 million the police spend each year arresting prostitutes and allow them to form collectives.

Patricia West, a 22-year-old who has been selling sex for about a year by placing ads on the Internet, said Proposition K was about giving the community of sex workers in San Francisco a voice.

She said they wanted to be able to organise and work collectively for their rights and safety, and form labour unions.

Some sex workers handing out fliers in the city in support of Proposition K said they wanted to let the public know that every person deserved to be safe, protected and healthy whatever their legal status.

Even in tolerant San Francisco, where a sadomasochism fair draws more than 400-thousand tourists and a pornographic video company is housed in a former armoury, the measure faces an uphill battle, with much of the political establishment opposing it.

Some form of prostitution is already legal in two states and brothels are allowed in rural counties in Nevada.

Rhode Island permits the sale of sex behind closed doors between consulting adults, but it prohibits street prostitution and brothels.

In 2004, almost two-thirds of voters in nearby Berkeley rejected decriminalisation.

But proponents of Proposition K said their proposal has a better shot in San Francisco, which they believe is more sexually liberal than the city across the bay.

The world’s oldest profession has long been established there.

During the Gold Rush, the neighbourhood closest to the piers was a centre of sex, gambling and drinking known as the Barbary Coast.

These days, on certain corners, prostitutes sell their bodies day and night, ducking into doorways and alleys when police pass by.

Police made 1,583 prostitution arrests in 2007 and expect to make a similar number this year.

But the district attorney’s office said most defendants are fined, placed in diversion programmes or both.

Fewer than five percent get prosecuted for solicitation, which is a misdemeanour punishable by up to six months in jail.

Proposition K has been endorsed by the local Democratic Party.

But the mayor, district attorney, police department and much of the business community oppose the idea, contending it would increase street prostitution, allow pimps the run of neighbourhoods and hamper the fight against sex trafficking, which would remain illegal because it involves forcing people into the sex trade.

San Francisco District Attorney Kamala Harris said the ballot question mistakenly assumes prostitution is a victimless crime.

“You’re going to basically give a green light to the sexual exploitation of women and girls,” Harris told AP Television.

The proposition would prohibit police from accepting federal or state funds for sex trafficking investigations that involve racial profiling.

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For Kids, No Escape From Porn Imagery – Newsweek.com

Posted on October 19, 2008 by Jarl Mezentius

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The idea for a book about porn culture came to Kevin Scott the day his daughter decided she absolutely had to have a Bratz-doll pony. For months, the 5-year-old had begged him for a Bratz doll—clad in spike heels, fishnets and miniskirt, enormous puppy-dog eyes protruding from her oversized head. Her sexy look seemed a little too sexy for a preschooler, so he and his wife bought her a different doll, which she was happy with. Except that a few months later, Bratz came out with Bratz Babyz. “If Bratz had looked like Barbie hookers, these looked like baby hookers,” Scott says. Again, he convinced his daughter that My Little Pony was just as cool—and for a moment, the conversation ended. Until, of course, the Bratz came out with Bratz Ponyz. And then, says Scott, an English professor at a small college in Georgia, “I realized porn culture and I were in a death match for my daughter’s soul.”

In a market that sells high heels for babies and thongs for tweens, it doesn’t take a genius to see that sex, if not porn, has invaded our lives. Whether we welcome it or not, television brings it into our living rooms and the Web brings it into our bedrooms. According to a 2007 study from the University of Alberta, as many as 90 percent of boys and 70 percent of girls aged 13 to 14 have accessed sexually explicit content at least once.

But it isn’t just sex that Scott is worried about. He’s more interested in how we, as a culture, often mimic the most raunchy, degrading parts of it—many of which, he says, come directly from pornography. In “The Porning of America” (Beacon), which he has written with colleague Carmine Sarracino, a professor of American literature, the duo argue that, through Bratz dolls and beyond, the influence of porn on mainstream culture is affecting our self perceptions and behavior—in everything from fashion to body image to how we conceptualize our sexuality.

It’s too early to know exactly how kids who grow up in this hypersexualized environment will be affected in the long term. But Scott and his coauthor say it’s not too soon—or too prudish—to sound the alarm, and to look critically at the sexualized culture we’re exposed to every day. The authors don’t suggest banishing porn to back alleys, however. Both grew up when people were crying out for sexual liberation. And, they contend, porn certainly played a role in achieving it. But somehow between then and now, porn themes have gone from adult entertainment to prime time, seeping into nearly every aspect of popular culture. Sarracino and Scott define “porning” as the way advertising and society in general have borrowed from the ideas and characteristics central to most American pornography: sex as commodity, sexuality as overt, narrow views of women and male-female relationships, bad girls and dirty boys, domination and submission.

All it takes is one look at MySpace photos of teens to see examples—if they aren’t imitating porn they’ve actually seen, they’re imitating the porn-inspired images and poses they’ve absorbed elsewhere. Latex, corsets and stripper heels, once the fashion of porn stars, have made their way into middle and high school. An ad for Axe shower gel, marketed to teen boys, uses the slogan “How Dirty Boys Get Clean,” while Burton, the snowboard company, partnered with Playboy earlier this year on a new line of “Love” boards—complete with voluptuous cheeks smack dab in the middle of each. The boards’ online description reads: “I enjoy laps through the park; long, hard grinds on my meaty Park Edges followed by a good, hot waxing.” One of the most popular kids’ videogames, Guitar Hero, features animated rock stars that stand on a stage with a neon stripper gyrating on a pole behind them. Strippers have become cool—unremarkable even.

Celebrities, too, have become amateur porn stars. They show up in sex tapes (Colin Farrell, Kim Kardashian), hire porn producers to shoot their videos (Britney Spears) or produce porn outright (Snoop Dogg). Actual porn stars and call girls, meanwhile, have become celebs. Ron Jeremy regularly takes cameos in movies and on TV, while adult star Jenna Jameson is a best-selling author.

In July, a Florida defense attorney argued in an obscenity trial that porn had become so commonplace—evidenced by the fact that a Google search for “orgy” is twice as common as one for “apple pie”—that his client, a porn-site operator charged with racketeering and prostitution, could not be considered as behaving outside the societal norm. (The obscenity charges were dropped, though the defendant was found guilty of money laundering.) “All you have to do is live here on a daily basis, and you pick this stuff up through every medium,” says Sarracino, who teaches at Pennsylvania’s Elizabethtown College. “But it’s been so absorbed that it has almost ceased to exist as something separate from the culture.”

The prevalence or porn leaves today’s children with a lot of conflicting ideas and misconceptions, says Lyn Mikel Brown, the coauthor of “Packaging Girlhood,” about marketers’ influence on teen girls. “All this sex gives a misinformed notion of what it means to be grown-up.” Studies show that kids who consume this kind of sex in the media inherit more traditional views of gender—boys as dominant, girls as submissive, in the bedroom and beyond. (In a survey of 244 high-school students earlier this year, researchers at the University of Michigan found that those who frequently viewed talk shows and prime-time programs with sexualized content endorsed sexual stereotypes more strongly.) Kids are less likely to know when and how to express themselves sexually—or what behavior crosses the border into sexual harassment. As part of their research, the authors of “Porning” talked to middle-school teachers who told stories of girls sending half-nude pictures to classmates they’d barely met, then strutting around in classrooms in provocative clothing to reveal what’s underneath.

The authors of “So Sexy So Soon” (Ballantine), which came out last month, believe that part of the problem for children is that they lack the emotional sophistication to understand the images they see. Last year, the American Psychological Association put out a compelling report that described the sexualization of young girls: a process that entails being stripped of all value except the sexual use to which they might be put. Once they subscribe to that belief, say some psychologists, those girls begin to self-objectify—with consequences ranging from cognitive problems to depression and eating disorders. “It’s not as if we get our ideas straight from porn about what a kiss should be or what sex should be,” says Sharon Lamb, a psychologist at Saint Michael’s College in Burlington, Vt., and a coauthor of the APA report. “But you do see imitation of sex that was once found only in porn. It’s a kind of education to kids about what sex is like before they have a real education of it.”

That education involves seeing thousands of explicit sexual images by the time a person reaches his teenage years. Experts say that exposure can make real-life sex a letdown for men driven by porn-style fantasies. In porn culture, women are overwhelmingly viewed as sexually rapacious or as victims of verbal, physical or sexual violence. And young girls, not knowing any different, may play straight into the watered-down mainstream versions of those roles. Today, terms like slut and whore are commonplace among teens. And whether it’s porn or a combination of influences, anonymous, no-strings-attached-style casual sex, now commonly called “hookup” culture, has come to be one of the defining characteristics of a whole generation of teens. (That culture is the subject of a number of publications, including this year’s “Hooking Up,” by sociologist Kathleen Bogle.)

It’s the porn ideal of sex as commodity in a competitive market—and to see rapper Nelly swipe a credit card through a young girl’s backside in a music video only reaffirms that notion. It’s artificiality as a replacement for authenticity, the Miley Cyrus-type plasticity that’s become the mainstream, prepubescent sexual ideal. (Not only has Cyrus been photographed wrapped in a sheet looking like she just had sex—she claims she was manipulated by the photographer—but revealing photos of her, taken by herself and friends, have also emerged online.) “Both boys and girls are really confused about what’s appropriate,” says Brown. Helping kids make that distinction may be an increasingly uphill battle.

[From For Kids, No Escape From Porn Imagery | Newsweek Culture | Newsweek.com]

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Profile of the Week – candistrife

Posted on October 18, 2008 by Jarl Mezentius

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candystrife
From: Alameda County, California, United States
Sex: female looking for Male
Age: 24
Drinks: never
Smokes: no
Build: Average
Ethnic Origin: Caucasian (white)
Children: no
Height: 5′ 10″ (178cm)
Seeking: 1 on 1 sex
Adult Interests: Cyber Sex, Dogging, BDSM, Anal Sex (Giving), Anal Sex (Receiving), Dildos, Masturbation, Domination, Cunnilingus, Masks, Leather, High Heels, Doctor / Nurse Fetish, Anal Toys, Chains, Candle Wax, Breast / Nipple Clamps, Spanking, Tantric Sex, Watersports, Erotic Chat / E-Mail
candystrife’s Description:
hi i am candy i am cute and kind of naughty sometimes but i am a good girl and i am good listener and a good follower i always do all the things that satisfy me and i satisfy all satisfy me try me if you want me (LOL) i am standard member only so just leave something we can use to chat ^_^

[From Bondage-Radio Members-Area]

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This is my twitter

Posted on October 16, 2008 by Jarl Mezentius

go to a web page, write a couple lines, and instantly tell people you don't really know (or don't know at all) that you're going to be out of town for a couple weeks, days, hours…

… come home and find it empty because someone knew you weren't going to be home… and that the neighbors haven't seen you in months because you've twittered your time away…

yea… that's a what I want to do… NOT!

Sounds like a healthy dose of Smacked Ass needs to be passed around for all you Twitter junkies… If you want to know what I'm doing, subscribe to my RSS feed, read my blog regularly or just freakin' ask me in IM or Chat or what not…

You CAN send me a message right on the computer or your cell phone… it's easy…

—

As for luna's Thursday question:

How do you handle correction or punishment from the one you serve? What is the worst punishment you have received?

I'll have to reply from the Dominant's point of view:

What's the worst punishment I have ever given:

Most of my girls have outwardly, handled punishment quite well. I'm going to assume here because the truth of the matter is always subjective and probably wouldn't apply to all of the girls whom have served me.

what was the worst? I'd have to say every punishment I didn't want or didn't like giving would be the worst.

I am not a Sadist to the Nth degree like so many of the BDSM Masters out there, consequently my style of Dominance doesn't include pain or punishments handed out liberally.

I have one instance in mind tho that would have to be the worst; It is well known in many of my personal circles that I HATE doing the washing up, cleaning dishes after a meal. I wont go into the reasons for it specifically but suffice it to say, it stems from my childhood.

On one occasion I had a slave with me who after a long day where she had displeased me on many levels and after she had gone to bed, in the guest room next to the kitchen, I came out to discover that she had left the dishes un-done. I'm sure luna can relate as she has mentioned needing structure on several occasions.

I turned on the lights in the kitchen, making sure the light was shining right in the guest room and LOUDLY proceeded to do the dishes, clinking clanking and clamoring noises drew her out to find me elbow deep in dish soap and water. When she offered to finish and let me rest, I glared at her and through gritted teeth ordered her to bed. When she protested I did relay the story of my childhood and sent her to bed yet again, letting her know how displeased i was.

To her, I'm sure she would have preferred me beat her then allowed her to finish her chore before bed. Instead I let her stew in her guilt of displeasing Me, allowed her to hear my hated chore come from the next room over, and let her know that she could not correct the situation that night.

I can assure you now, that I haven't had to wash a single dish, since.

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When sex play goes wrong

Posted on September 21, 2008 by Jarl Mezentius

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It used to be easy, typifying British attitudes to sex. We were prudes, bluenoses, disapproving puritans. In the 1950s, Hungarian migr George Mikes famously said, “Continental people have sex life; the English have hot water bottles.”

Boy have we loosened up. Just check the headlines in the most sober of modern newspapers. Soccer stars “spit-roasting” drunken girls. Threesomes dogging in the nearest lay-by. British couples arrested in Dubai Dubai for allegedly performing sexual acts on the beach. And all of it treated, by the media, with a kind of blas, tut-tutting amusement.

And then there are the lad mags, a great British invention. I wrote for Maxim and FHM right through the 1990s, when these titles first soared in popularity. There’s no doubt that lad mags, though they might have coarsened of late, at first did sterling work in cheerfully “liberating” the British male (and female) in all matters sexual.

But there has been another major factor in the Disinhibition of Britain. The internet has opened the door to the ripe and fecund diversity of human sexuality in a wholly new fashion. If you want to find images of naked Romanian gymnasts in jacuzzis, there they are on the Net. Whatever you desire, whatever appetite you could possibly conceive and way beyond is catered for on the Net. And because it is there it somehow seems, well, more acceptable, more ordinary, more everyone-does-it. Just another part of life. And so the great British sex party rolls on.

But underneath this national libertinism, there is a contrary undercurrent it’s that same old prudishness, but with an added tinge of paranoia. The difference nowadays is that the prudishness is aimed not at sex per se, but at certain kinds of “deviancy”: peadophilia in particular, fetishism and pornography in general.

Take the case of Jane Longhurst, Five years ago Ms Longhurst, a Brighton-based teacher, was brutally slain. At the trial it emerged that her killer was a fan of nasty, violent porn websites such as Rape Action.

Following the life imprisonment of the murderer, Jane’s mother Liz began an understandable campaign: to ban the possession of violent sexual imagery. This campaign got support from then Home Secretary, David Blunkett. This summer a law was passed, containing a clause prohibiting such imagery. Under the law it is illegal to look at images of someone freely engaging in rough sex. That is to say: the act is legal, but looking at a photo of it is forbidden. George Orwell had a word for this: thought-crime. Another description might be misguided puritanism.

How can these two urges absolute disinhibition and illogical prudishness coexist in the same society? I think the problem is that we are very confused about sex. We pretend sex is just a game, but deep down we still fear its power. However, because we now mainly hide or deny our fears, or focus these fears on “deviant” sex, the rest of the time we are free to act in a dangerously amoral way, in a bedroom without basic rules.

Let me give a fairly shocking example: from my own life.

Some years ago I was tried on a rape charge brought by my girlfriend. Although my girlfriend and I did have sex, it was consensual. And I was justly acquitted. None the less, looking back, I feel some responsibility for the sad disaster that transpired between my girlfriend and me. Because the sex we had, that night, and for many nights before, was rough and tough and pretty damn kinky: as that’s the kind of sex we both liked. She let’s call her Lucia – first entered my life when I was 21; she was just 17. She was affluent, intellectual, well-born, European-educated and wild. She liked drugs and fun. Lucia was also rapaciously carnal. By contrast I was practically a virgin: I had only had one lover by the time I met her; she’d coupled with a score of guys before leaving Sixth Form. And she liked to experiment in an S&M way. But, as it turned out, I was ready for fun and experimentation, too.

The chemical mixture of our similar psyches was combustible. I’m not sure who introduced the kinkiness into our relationship, but we both enjoyed it with exuberance and enthusiasm. After three months we were into everything from handcuffs to outdoor sex to violent and theatrical ravishings. The paradox is that this very passion began to erode the emotional side of things. We did so much sex and drugs we forgot to talk to each other. The end was maybe inevitable. One day we looked across the rumpled bedclothes, and we realised we were strangers . We broke up. But we kept returning to our carnal casino: we were hooked on the endorphine-rush of dangerous sex. Like all junkies, we ended up in trouble. One night I arranged to meet Lucia at her flat, and we did our usual rough sex thing.

After the act I felt a surge of sad revulsion I wanted to move on; this relationship was bad for us both. I told her I’d met someone else. As I ambled out the door, cruelly cool and whistling, she started crying. I ignored her.

That night I was arrested on a rape charge. I spent two months on remand in jail, then I was bailed to my family home. A whole year later I went for trial at the Old Bailey. At the end, the jury retired for two hours, and the verdict was unanimous: Not Guilty. Does that sound like closure? It wasn’t. The central question would not disappear: how did the most important person in my life at the time, the young woman I adored, come to accuse me of the most heinous crime?

Something had obviously gone seriously awry that night. Two fairly sensitive people, neither of them wholly bad or mad, landed up in the most calamitous situation. What’s more, I don’t think Lucia would have made the accusation she did without some sincere motive. She must have truly felt, or passionately persuaded herself, that she was raped. But how?

Following my acquittal, I tried to come to terms with all this, by writing a book about sexual games, and the dangers of eroticism. By way of research, I attended various trials of “sex crimes”. Many of these cases were nasty, basic, workaday rapes horrific but easily explicable.

But more than a few came from this ambiguous and sinister area: of carnal experiments that exploded. Orgies of swinging that ended in jealous violence. Sessions of bondage where someone was nearly strangled. “Playful” party-games that ended with blood being drawn and a visit from the cops.

The lesson I learnt from this research confirmed my suspicions about my relationship with Lucia, and about society as a whole. In the end, I’ve come to think that Lucia and I were both to blame for what happened. Because of the drug-fuelled silliness of our lifestyle, and our foolish and reckless disdain for morality, we had no way of knowing when to stop. We deliberately blurred the boundaries of consent, just for laughs, so there were no more boundaries left. There were no rules to govern us, so we took everything to the max. We were rafting the exhilarating whitewaters of lust, straight towards the precipice of disaster. I think the same goes for Britain as a society. We’ve gone too far. We’ve gone from treating sex with absurd mistrust to treating it with perilous nonchalance. We see it sex as an amusing sport, a particularly titillating pastime. Sex is just sex, innit? Just a hoot, a gas, a recreational diversion. And in modern Britain, if you disapprove of this casual, let-it-all-hang-out attitude, then you are one of those awful things: a killjoy.

In most ways this permissive revolution has been good, of course. It is nice that people can freely express their desires. It is good that gays and lesbians aren’t locked away or beaten up; it’s progress that boys and girls aren’t whipped for masturbation. And it is surely a very positive thing that a lot more people are having a lot more orgasms.

But in a way, that is my point: sex isn’t just about orgasms. It’s not just about pleasure. For all their faults, our forefathers knew something useful about sex that many of us have maybe forgotten. Somewhere within those narrow Victorian attitudes, now comprehensively trashed, was a hard-won and well-advised caution.

Sex is not a contact sport. It isn’t backgammon with bells on. The penis is not a playstation; the vagina ain’t an Xbox. The sexual urge comes from the most primitive and aggressive parts of the human brain: these are instincts which mix in a volatile way with drink and drugs. Sex also involves profound and serious emotions, from jealousy to love, which means that when it goes wrong it can really go wrong.

Perhaps we need to relearn this central truth. We need to rebalance our sexual attitudes. We don’t have to go back to being prudes; we don’t have to electrocute deviants. But we do need to teach our children respect, for the unique, intense, and sometimes very dangerous pleasures of human sexuality.

[From When sex play goes wrong... - Taboos & Tolerance, Love & Sex - The Independent]

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No sex please, they’re teenagers | TV & radio | guardian.co.uk

Posted on August 11, 2008 by Jarl Mezentius

August 4, 2008 11:30 AM

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Gossip Girl: in the headlines

The US media is having a collective hot flush over some supposedly scandalous advertisements for season two of teen drama Gossip Girl. The ads have so far brought the show the kind of publicity producers have wet dreams about.

But the posters really aren’t that big a deal: Yes, they show teenagers kissing and hint at sexual relations to come. Yes, kids watch the show, and yes, they will see some depictions of sex, but it’s all pretty PG and the characters involved are all over 18.

The real reason everyone’s so worked up is a puritanical attitude, common in the American media, which decrees that Good Girls Don’t. (Have sex, that is.) And if they do, they shouldn’t enjoy it. And if they do, they must be punished. It’s a double standard: the first episode of Gossip Girl showed a male character try to force sex with two girls, and yet he ended the series a hero. Meanwhile, the girls who had sex with more than one guy experienced guilt and ostracisation in addiction to being dumped. In TV-land, then, betrayal is worse than rape.

This warped attitude to young women’s sexuality can be seen in every teen drama to hit the small screen. Tori Spelling’s Beverly Hills 90210 character Donna wasn’t allowed to have sex until she was in her early twenties because Tori’s producer father Aaron was scared of ruining her real-life reputation. In My So-Called Life, the girls who had sex, Rayanne and Sharon, had to deal with serious family problems that virginal Angela escaped. And you might say that one of the reasons Lauren Conrad was chosen to front her own spin-off (the clearly staged but nonetheless brilliant “reality show” The Hills) over her Laguna Beach co-star and arch rival Kristen was because the latter was a good-time girl with far too many boys’ numbers in her BlackBerry.

But no teen programme has ever taken the threat of young women’s sexuality more seriously than that ode to longwinded angst-ing, Dawson’s Creek. Not only did Andie get dumped after losing her virginity and Gretchen lose her baby and her place at college after considering abortion for a nanosecond, but the only two girls who had a healthy attitude to sex got killed off. That’ll teach them.

Young men, meanwhile, get to have the time of their lives on TV, simply by not having a uterus. Super stud Pacey Witter made it out of Capeside alive while Lucas Scott remains an idol in One Tree Hill, no matter how many girls he messes around. Gossip Girl’s Chuck Bass will never really be reprimanded for being a lying, cheating, wannabe rapist… whereas his female counterpart is currently suffering an extreme rehab regime. I guess equal opportunity castigation would be too much of a drag for the mostly male producers of these shows.

So instead of getting worked up about some ultimately harmless advertisements that won’t shock anyone who’s started puberty, perhaps we should all be concerned that teen TV is encouraging young people to develop some unhealthy and gender-biased beliefs about the link between sex and morality.

After all, that’s much more disturbing than a few pretty posters…

[From No sex please, they're teenagers | TV & radio | guardian.co.uk]

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Resuming The Profile of the Week

Posted on May 11, 2008 by Jarl Mezentius

You know, I was just in Broward County, Florida today.

If I had bee more on the ball I could have said hi to babegirl123.

It’s only a 3 hour drive from here, perhaps another time.

Hey babegirl, call me!

babegirl123

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From: Broward County, Florida, United States
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Simple questions – Fiction

Posted on March 12, 2008 by Jarl Mezentius

I began this miserable existence in darkness, and to darkness I shall again return.

Before I go, my heart asks; “Was it worth it?”

My soul answers from the Grey that precedes the darkness; “Oh yes. Yes it was.”

As the Grey surrounds and invites me into the darkness, the smile appears for a moment on my lips, and then it is gone.

She closed the book. The ending made her well up with tears as she thought about her Master and his final moments fighting cancer. For that moment when he passed she knew that it had not beaten Him, He had beaten it, and denied it the victory over his mind and soul.

She was not the first slave to be released at her Master’s passing, she knew of many who were free in the same way, so very many cancers taking the lives of young vital men and turning them old and frail.

This meeting she was going to was her first since His passing. she did not know what to expect. Her Master had always protected her at these meetings and without his powerful presence, she did fear that others would treat her poorly, but that was not the real fear in her heart. The real fear was that she would succumb to the will of the gathering and be once again enslaved.

Many Free women came to select girls for their Husbands and Companions, and even for their own use, only to be led away in chains, claimed by the Masters as property to be used and traded like so many of the beasts they looked down upon.

She had been bought at such a gathering. Taken by Master and trained as a proper slave, used and traded for favors as a Man may do with his property, but always treated well. Master cared for his slaves as a Rancher cares for his horse, or a Biker cares for his ride.

She looked out of the cab, the rain reminded her for a moment, of Master standing in the car park waiting for a moment of dry air before he would head out on of his country drives. Her thoughts we cut short as her destination was in sight.

“This is it.” she spoke through the glass.

“Yes Miss.” responded the young man behind the wheel.

As the taxi pulled to the curb, a doorman in what would be considered an outdated uniform lifted his umbrella and opened the door for her.

“The gathering has started, Miss.” he said.

Just what she didn’t need, poor weather, and to be late. As the damp air wafted the scents of dirt and mold into her senses, she remembered why she hated this city so much.

She moved elegantly, a skill taught to her by her Master.

“A slave must be pleasing, always.” he refrained. Lesson after lesson always ended the same way, “A slaves first duty” he would remind her, “is to be pleasing, always”. She would have to move silently, gracefully, speak with clarity of thought and tounge, smile silently when complemented and blush silently when bemused, and always, always, be pleasing to the eye.

She was elegant and beautiful as she handed her invitation to the usher. He was new, she could tell, as he seemed nervous about taking the gold embossed card from her gloved hand. She turned and removed her overcoat hat and gloves, handing each in turn to the bellman whom she recognized as having been the same surf that would retrieve her Master’s coat and hat when He attended the gatherings.

She smiled softly as she caught his eye. She knew the elderly bellman would know her when she left, and retrieve exactly what she had come with. He was never wrong. She knew she could leave her diamonds with this man and when she turned to leave, every stone would be in place, and ready to wear when she reached the door.

She held her smile as she turned to the usher, “Take me to Him.” she stated simply.

“Yes, Miss” he softly whispered, as he gestured the direction which she should follow him.

As he led her through the lobby and into the the Gathering Place, she could have, if she had dared, noticed the eyes of the men of the gathering following her movements. As it was, she could feel them regardless, as they had been on her when she was chained in her first visit, nude, on the stage, being sold to the highest bidder.

As she was led to Him, the rush of feelings came over her again. The slave girl in her screamed out to run. Run fast and far from this devilish place, into the rain, into the dark and hide forever away from these dangerous Men and their damnable cult.

She could not. Inside her also, was the calm, wonderful call of her essence, telling her that all was well. This is as it should be. Men have always been Masters, and women their play things. A woman’s place is to be truly desirable, so sought after, that she can not help to be slave to them and also to command them with her beauty as does gold and pearls command the merchants in the streets of coins.

The usher spoke no introduction to him, nor to her. None was needed. She was all to familiar with her host, as she had served him many times in her Master’s home. She knew intimately His likes and dislikes, His habits, His favorite tastes, and especially how he desired a slave to perform sexually.

The two naked girls tethered by collar and leash to his chair, each kneeling in a pose which she was likewise intimately familiar with, showed their fear at her approach.

Female slaves often feared Free Women for the same reasons that Men so often find them entertaining; they can sometimes be irrational and vicious creatures, and can command slaves to do the silliest things. As slaves there is no choice other than to obey the Free, to be pleasing, but sometimes, a slave girl being pleasing is exactly displeasing to a Woman.

“Did you bring it?” He commanded.

“Yes, My Lord.” she responded, her gaze looking away from his, coyly.

“I have decided that you should present it to the Membership.” He calmly announced.

Now the true fear showed in her eyes. “M’Lord?” she sputtered.

As long as she had been witness to the goings on of this establishment, no woman, slave or free, had been permitted to be recognized on the floor, let alone present such a thing to the Membership. Those Free Women who had tried had been instantly enslaved under Law. Those slaves that had been insane enough to try, or by their masters, commanded to attempt it, had been put down, as one would put down a rabid dog.

“This is not a trap. I swear it.” He said. “This is a time of change. A dark time. The Membership must adapt, or die. Literally. You will be recognized on the floor. The Membership will hear your report, and you shall remain Free.”

He stood. She curtsied. He moved to the Central Floor and she followed short at hand, her grace adding to His commanding presence. Her Beauty adding to His Authority, although already absolute and undisputed in this gathering.

As he rose to the podium, a surf began ringing a bell. “Oh Yay! Oh Yay! Attention To Orders. Criers Call the First Bell.” He abruptly stopped the ringing.

Upon Hearing the surf on the floor, Ushers repeated the call from the doorways and passages around the hall. Men and their nude female property began filtering into the main hall.

A second bell rang behind the gathering crowd and the call could be heard from outside the room repeating for five bells. The end of this audacious and formal gathering took some 5 minutes to complete and concluded with the surf calling the closing bell and the door to the chamber being closed securely.

From this point on, The Membership was in session. No discussion of events, permissions, procedures or plans made in this room could take place beyond this room. Violation of this ethic often ended in swift death, as was the Oath. Those not immediately silenced were hunted fugitives for the rest of their lives.

All this, was about to change.

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