Those crazy kids over at the Midwest Teen Sex Show have been busy. Not only have they basically been “discovered” by the mainstream media but they’ve put out four new episodes since the last time I bloged about them.

So visit their site to see clips of their interview on CBS as well as episodes on Dating, Parents, Porn, and most relevant to my interests – Backdoor Business


Bend over boyfriend

I just might have to start watching this show again…

My favorite bit is right at the end “Stop being such a pussy.”

Speaking of, if you’re a pussy about open discussion of butt play just stop reading right now.

So here are my thoughts. First, as is probably obvious, this is a comedy sketch. Also, its something being done on TV. And we all know how much both of those worlds like to exaggerate to points beyond what is safe, sane, consensual…

or physically possible…I mean come ON that was a HUGE dildo. There is no WAY that she would be able to get that freakin donkey dong up what’s-his-face’s tight little virgin man ass. And were she to achieve the impossible, the resulting pain and potential anal tearing( a phrase we should all try to avoid) wouldn’t be the slightest bit funny even placed in the hands of the most brilliant comedy writers.

Don’t get me wrong, she looked damn hot wearing it. And I liked the fact that her demeanor, as well as her body posture, changed as soon as she strapped it on. All very sexy and pretty true to form. I obviously don’t need to be wearing my dick to slip into Dominant mode. But there is a certain change that comes over me when I’m sporting my cock. For one thing I have a hard time not stroking it. I also tend to stick out my pelvis and widen my stance. It could be that I’m just mimicking what I see in men. But I’m inclined to say its more then that. That it is a channeling of the power of the penis, the constant desire to put itself some where warm and wet, that is a bit like wearing a divining rod in a lake district.

But as much fun as this energy is, I’m very happy with the girly bits Goddess gave me. As well as the common sense and empathy that is all part of my feminine package.

As much as my playmates might fantasies about being impaled on my joy stick, a certain amount of leading-up-to is usually necessary. Especially for boys that haven’t been pro-active in their anal explorations. Just like most of us learn to masturbate before graduating to intercourse, it’s a good idea to familiarize yourself with penetration at a speed and size that feels right before letting someone else do the driving. And its not about stretching yourself out so much as training your body to feel comfortable with a type of sensation.

And don’t feel bad if all that ever feels good is the most slender of toys. For a lot of men, one well manipulated finger is all they’ll ever want or need. And that’s totally okay. For some butt boys its more about having their prostate stimulated and the pleasurable emotional overtones of being “taken” then seeing just how large an object they can fit up there and getting “fucked”.

We all have our extreme fantasies. But much like this scene from Weeds, somethings are meant to be experienced, while others…well, let’s just say, don’t believe everything you see on TV.

More Photos from Deacon X

Bella just emailed me these. It looks like I was playing hide and seek with the photographer but there’s still some nice compositions. I feel much love for Bella, and was very honored to get the chance to play with her like this, and I think it comes through.

And my hair looks great.


There might be more photos of me from this event taken when I was watching others take their turn. Bella will get a CD from the resident shutterbug at next months event and then I’ll know.

Deacon X Fetish Night

It’s been quite awhile since I last made the trek south. Last time was in July for Voodoo Kiss, another fabulous fetish event hosted by my good friend, and personal hero, Ronabell. I’d heard from my Portland pals that Deacon X’s Fetish Night just seemed to keep getting bigger and better every single month.

Notable changes were that the play area has been made considerably larger, which was awesome. I spent most of my time hanging out in this roped off section of the club. It was where most of my friends where, as well as having the best view. Additionally I’m a bit of an energy vampire and it is much easier to feed at close range. I was also trying to keep myself on hand for when Mistress Bella Morte finished sticking needles in people.

The lovely Bella is most definitely a Dominant in addition to being the events resident piercer. But the weekend previous had been her 29th birthday and as part of her natal celebration she wanted to get royally worked over at Deacon X.

Bella and I have known each other for a number of years, and more importantly, she knows my style. I’m not pretentious, I don’t give in to Dommier-then-thou pissing contests, and I tend to be quite the goofy, grinning, grabby spaz when I play. All of which worked for her. She wasn’t interested in being dominated she just wanted to be topped. Basically, I would be doing stuff to her, but trying to make her feel submissive to me wouldn’t be among the activities.

She had given me a very short list of folks that she was cool with working her over. So once she was ready to get going, which involved having a bit to drink and taking a lot of her clothes off, I gave everyone a heads up. Then we got her up on the St Andrews cross and went to work.

Honestly, some of how things went down is a bit of a blur, which is always a good sign after the fact. Just means that I was having so much fun, and getting such a nice contact high, that things like who did what when can’t get a grip in my over stimulated mind. But here’s some high points:

Mistress Mindy, done up in a head-to-toe and tight-as-a-glove latex nun outfit, interspersing swings of a very vicious leather paddle with metal studs by running her luscious booty and breasts against Bella’s increasingly red back-side.

Eric Bloodstorm doing some of his trademark double flogging on her back and butt as well as using what I was told later was a chain-mail flogger(um, ouch). He really likes hair pulling too.

Ronabell jumping in to join us between songs with his wonderfully wicked latigo whip. He looked like he was dancing and that long bit of black leather and pure evil were just an extension of his arm.

And then there was me….I’d asked Bella what she would like me to bring down for her and she said that she’d never been on the receiving end of either canes or rubber paddles. So I made sure to include those in my travel toy bag. I even let her feel each of the toys before we started our scene…so she knew what she’d be getting…sort of. Started off with a ping-pong style leather paddle to warm her up. My next turn up it was the slotted rubber paddle which has a wicked stingy bite to it, especially at the tip. After that it was the thickest of the three canes I brought. It was rattan and pretty wide but still a mean MF and I gave her a pretty thorough working over with it. And that was already after she’d been SM gang raped by everyone else. Before we called it a night we did a last little bit of play with white lightening, my thin plastic cane, and a thick solid rubber paddle.

When I saw her roughly 20 hours later her butt was still very red and of all the toys that were used on her the night before, the three things that left distinct marks – the canes, the rubber paddles and the latigo. She was sore as fuck but happy and rightly impressed that shed taken such a beating.

And then, in response to my voicemail asking if it was okay to post all this, not only did she say hell yeah… she sent me a photo…

…taken 3 days after the event.

Personally, I think it was a wonderful right of passage for the beginning of the last year of her twenties.

And keep in mind that our play was just one scene among many. Lots of pretty girls and boys being worked over and tied up and hung from suspension points. All to a super sexy pounding soundtrack in a dimly lit club space full of fetish dressed folks either dancing, watching the scenes in the play area or seated on the perimeter recovering from the afore mentioned activities.

All around one wonderfully kinky evening.

Home again home again jiggedy jig.

Back from my cross the board fabulous trip to Portland. Wonderful time filled with some quality one-on-one face time with good friends and one amazing night of kinky goodness.

Regarding the kinky goodness, I’m waiting to hear back from the main party involved to make sure that it is okay for me to post about it before I blast it all over the internet. So in lieu of that, here’s something that is somewhat time sensitive, that I didn’t have time to blog about before I left.

I think it incredibly serendipitous given that I’m about to wax rhapsodic about all the kinky fun I had in Portland that I need to pimp out THIS Seattle event:

For reasons that I don’t completely have the scoop on (but have my suspicions about) The Seattle Erotic Arts Fest, as it has manifested in the past, will NOT be happening this year. Instead there will be a one night gala, a sort of retrospective on SEAF of years past, as well being a fundraiser for next years full weekend long event.

I’ve blogged about SEAF before, and even though this year it will be a different deal, you are still guaranteed an incredibly sexy night that is not to be missed.

Additionally, keep in mind just how much fine art shapes the world we live in. We are a very visual culture and it is one of the major ways we take our cues as to what is acceptable and what isn’t. Basically if you want to live in a sex positive world it is in your best interest to see that erotic art continues to flourish. So put your money where your libido is and come play with like minded folks on a night that is sure to leave your standard gallery walk experience in the dust.

The Gala is being held on March 1st, 2008 at the Seattle Center Exhibition Hall. Tickets are on sale now and I STRONGLY advise you to buy them ASAP. This event will most likely sell out and sooner rather then later.


Hope to see you there.

*Last note, the image used for the flyer is by my long time friend and photography bad-ass – Nina Ruchirat. You should check out her site and buy some of her work. It’s a worthwhile investment that will only appreciate in value: http://ninaruchirat.com

Goin South

Those of you who I’ve seen recently already know about this but I’m heading down to Portland this weekend. I have a number of truly wonderful friends there that are worth the drive to see. But there is an additional draw…

Portland’s kink scene is AWESOME!!!

In a recent conversation with one of my afore mentioned Portland peeps we were discussing part of why this is. I’d known that the incredibly liberal laws that the city had regarding strip clubs had created a great loop hole for things like public fetish events. But I hadn’t known exactly what law it was. Turns out its their freedom of speech law, which is one of the most liberal in the nation.

What this translates to is not only can you enjoy a nice scotch on the rocks while a nubile and nakid nymph publicly dances for your pleasure BUT if you go to something that bills itself as a “Fetish Event” in Portland you’re gonna see people smacking each other around god damn it. All consensual of course.

One of my big gripes about Seattle is that if you go to a open-to-the-public fetish event, sure some of the attendees might be wearing fetish gear, but that’s as crazy as the night is gonna get folks. We do have the SPCC aka the Wetspot. And yes, becoming a member is neither difficult nor expensive. But the very fact that it is not a public space, that the activities that it promotes have been designated by our laws as too dangerous for public consumption, makes me wonder how we can really call ourselves a liberal city at all.

So I’ll be hauling my sassy self down to a truly liberal town and royally getting my kink on this weekend. If you find yourself in the neighborhood and feel like checking it out make sure to read over the event website first. They are serious about ALL of the rules they have posted including the dress code. It’s a pretty intense scene with everything from short spanking scenes to full body suspension going on. Definitely not for the faint of loin. But the music kicks ass, the space is well laid out with places to play, dance and socialize and the people are HOT HOT HOT.

I’ll be doing at least one birthday spanking scene, which I am very excited about. Especially since I heard that my willing victim is more nervous about what I’ll be doing with the vibrator then with the canes and rubber paddles she requested I use.

Silly pervert. Clits are for kids..


One last note regarding scheduling. I won’t have my computer with me so email is the WRONG way to try to reach me until Wednesday. I do still a have a few day/times open but you’ll need to call to reserve them. I will be answering my phone while I’m out of town…ya know, when I’m not smacking people around.

Have a great weekend. I sure plan to.