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The General Musings of a Sane Madman

Follow me on my journey through life, love, a mild addiction to Cherry Coke, and possibly even BDSM. This may be a bumpy ride. Hold on tight!
1 day ago. Jan 20, 2022, 2:29 AM

Good evening, my dear reader! How are you today? I’m tired! I need a nap! Maybe a back rub. Definitely some good sex. Possibly a cookie (chocolate chip, please!).

 

Today at work, I had a fun idea come to me. I work in customer service, so I talk to people most of the day. It sucks. But it pays the bills. Due to the Covid issue, I’m able to work from home. So that’s amazing. It means I can pet my dogs any time I want. And you can’t hate that. But earlier, something a little dirtier crossed me mind and it led to a delightful little daydream.

 

In this new daydream, I’m picturing a lovely and eager girl hiding below my desk, my pants around my ankles. The goal is pretty simple. She had to see if she can make it obvious to the people I’m on the phone with that something very adult oriented is going on. She can use her hands, mouth, toys, whatever she wants. Make me moan on the phone. I love this challenge!

 

And once the game is over, win or lose, we trade places. I have to make you moan loud enough for it to be heard while still doing my job. That may be harder as I do a lot of typing for work, but that’s part of the fun! 

And after I get off (from work), I grab you, bend you over the desk, and see if we can make the neighbors blush! 

Sometimes, work can be fun! And I have plenty of room under the desk. Who’s interested in a little game?

 

Hump day indeed!

 

Be good out there, dear reader! And if you can’t be good, at least be good at it!

5 days ago. Jan 16, 2022, 6:05 AM

Hey there, dear reader! Welcome back! It’s Saturday, so unless you’re one of the poor souls who have to work, that should mean it’s a great day! Right? Damn straight!

 

My Saturday has been pretty low key. I did a little shopping, I did a little painting, and I have enjoyed the NFL playoffs. Congrats to the Bengals for finally winning a playoff game! That was one hell of a game!

 

But as I sit here watching the Patriots getting their asses destroyed (Yay!), I have to wonder what everyone else is up to. How many of you will be reading this after a night of some kinky fun? Who of you will be able to look down and see the red welts from paddles, the indentions of your partners teeth? Lucky fuckers. I’m not jealous! You’re jealous!

 

My mind has been all over the place today though. Currently, it’s in a bit more of a primal place. I have a desire to be out in the dark, maybe some woods stalking, chasing, hunting my prey. The feel of the cold air on my sweat damp skin, the rhythmic breathing as I pursue. 

Of course, the chase is only part of the fun. Once I have you, you’re at my mercy. Hopefully you aren’t wearing anything you would hate to see get destroyed, as I can assure you that I will tear your clothes off and devour you. It’s cold outside, but neither of us can feel it. All we can feel is each other’s hot skin, the sharp teeth, and the pleasure as we devour each other…

 

Anyway… back to football! Hope your Saturday is full of some fun! And maybe a little chase too, dear reader!

1 week ago. Jan 15, 2022, 12:58 AM

Hello there, dear reader! How are you doing this fine day? I’m doing well. On day 2 of a 5 day weekend, so I’m all kinds of happy!

 

Today, I have decided to try and get back into the life, as it were. I’ve spent most of the last year as a simple vanilla dude, but I think it’s time to get back into it. Wish me luck!

 

Anywho, my last post was pretty fun to write, and even more fun to dream about. That entire scenario has been on my mind a lot, and it really has me thinking. There are a different scenarios that follow a similar train of thought, and I realized I have a brand new kink.

 

I what is that, you may ask? As it turns out, I’m a bit of a voyeur. The idea of watching a girl pleasure herself is just so enticing and sexy to me. I would never invade a woman’s privacy without consent, obviously. But watching her… yum!

 

I guess I shouldn’t be too surprised by this revelation. But I have no idea why it took me so long to realize it. My favorite type of porn is female masturbation. I always assumed it was due to regular porn having terrible writing and acting, which makes it weirdly distracting. Maybe that’s not the reason at all!

 

So, I sit here on my couch, dogs snoozing by my lap, wondering where all of this will lead. Let’s hop back on this train and see where we get off, obviously cheesy sexual pun intended. Woo!

 

1 week ago. Jan 14, 2022, 5:47 AM

Hello there, dear reader! I haven’t talked to you in a while. It’s been a long and crazy, yet somehow super short year. But I survived! And so did you! So, good job!

 

I had a dream the other night that I had to write down and flesh out. And I wanted to share it with you all, because some of you will like it. This has been a thing on my mind a lot over the last few days, and it may be my new number one fantasy.

 

interested in the dream, dear reader? Cool. It’s story time!


You feel a warm gentle caress on your cheek, followed by an even softer kiss on your forehead. You stir lightly, not knowing if it was just a dream or not. Quietly in your ear, you hear me whisper, “Wake up, princess. Daddy’s here.”

Your eyes immediately open and you can see me walking towards your window. I throw open the curtains, letting in the moonlight. I take a seat in the chair by your dresser, still obscured by the brightness of the light shining over your bed.

You sit up and rub your eyes sleepily and smile at me in the corner. With a soft fluid motion, you swing your legs over the side of the bed and stand up turning to face me. You stand there for what feels like an eternity, but in reality only a few seconds have passed. “Kneel,” I say firmly from my chair. Without a second thought you drop to your knees onto the soft carpet in your room.

You’re on your knees, sitting back on your heels, hands resting palms down on your thighs. I shift a little in the chair, placing my hands on the arms. “Did you sleep good?” I ask causally, but with a hint of genuine curiosity. Nodding, you say “I did. I was having some really good dreams.”

“I’m happy to hear that. Now, begin.” With a quick nod you stand back up, stretching deeply. You roll your neck across your shoulders and take a deep breath. Slowly, you begin to undress.

Wearing nothing but a button down shirt of mine and black lace panties, you start with buttons at the top, the top most 3 or buttons already undone to provide you a comfy sleeping shirt. You smile playfully at me as you slowly unbutton the top button, swaying your hips seductively. As you get to the button that keeps your breasts covered, you wink at me and then start on the bottom button, swishing your hips even more.

When you’re down to 2 buttons left, you spin around with your back to me. Slowly, you start to lift the shirt, showing me your ass. You lean forward, bending over with both hands on your bed before you look back over your shoulder at me. Smiling playfully, you take your right hand back and slap your ass. As the echo fades in the room you stand back up, still looking at me over your shoulder, and lightly bite the tip of your finger.

In the chair, I am sitting calmly, not moving, hands still in their place on the arms of the chair. Lucky for me, I’m mostly obscured by the light from the moon, so I’m barely more than a still shadow. If there were light, however, you would easily see a fire in my eyes and a large lump in my pants.

Spinning back to face me, you reach up and slowly, so agonizingly slowly, you unbutton the last two buttons, letting the shirt fall to the floor around your feet. You hear a soft moan from the chair as I admire the moonlit beauty taunting me with her near-nakedness.

You reach up, lightly squeeze your nipples with another wink and wicked smile. As your hands move down to the top of your panties, you slide your fingers inside them, getting ready to take them off. “No,” I say from the dark chair. “Not yet. Leave them on.” You nod your understanding and stand up straight with your arms hanging by your side, waiting.

“Get on the bed. Lay on your back. Feet towards me, legs spread, knees bent,” I command firmly. You don’t even hesitate to nod this time. You just crawl back into bed and get in the requested position. Once you’re there, all you can really see is the ceiling and what’s immediately to either side of you. You can’t see me. You can’t hear me. After a minute or so, you start to wonder what’s happening.

As you lift your head to see if I’m still there, you briefly see my shadowy figure sitting just as I was in the chair, before you hear a quick “head back down, princess. It’s time to play.”

Immediately your head falls back and a big smile crosses your lips as anticipation builds. You hear me from the chair, in a low steady voice, say “I’m going to tell you what I want you to do. You’re going to play with your pussy for me, but you can only follow my orders. You cannot cum without my permission. Is that understood?”

I watch as your body shivers with excitement and starts to shake a little as you nod and say, “yes, Daddy.”

“Good. Now let’s begin,” I say I start giving you commands. “Reach your right hand down and lightly stroke yourself through your panties.” From my position, I watch eagerly as you comply. When you start to rub, a low moan escapes your lips.

For the sake of being a bit coy, I’ll skip all the details here and jump ahead in the story!

As you lay there, breathing heavily, you hear me say, “Now, take off the panties and toss them to me.” It takes a moment for you to do it as you’re still in the post orgasm recovery stage, but you manage to get them off. You sit up a bit and throw them to me. They land on my shoulder, causing you to giggle.

I remove them from my shoulder, place them up to my nose and inhale deeply, taking in your scent. As I breathe out, you watch as I put the wet garment in my breast pocket before putting my arms back on the chair.

“Lay on your stomach, ass in the air facing me.” I say without any warning. You smile again, rolling over and raising your ass for me to see clearly in the moonlight. You wiggle it again at me and giggle. “Reach down and slowly rub your clit,” I command. And you immediately obey.

Again, I will skip the specifics to this portion for another quick time jump!

As you lay there, ass still in the air, breathing heavily from the orgasm that just occurred, you hear me moving. You don’t look to see what I’m doing, too focused on the pleasure I just caused.

I stand up from the chair and slowly walk over to you. I approach from the side, and reach down, grabbing your chin and lightly turning your head so that you’re facing me. I smile down at you, but you can barely see it due to the angle and the lighting.

You do see as I slowly and methodically begin to undo my pants, letting them fall to the floor. I slide my boxers down as well and you can clearly see how hard your performance made me. It takes everything in you to not try to grab me. But you resist.

After a moment, you feel my fingers softly caressing your still sensitive pussy. I slide a finger inside you and a sudden moan erupts from your lips. As you feel my hand leaving your body, you watch as I reach down and slowly start to stroke myself inches away from you, using your juices as my lube.

I moan loudly as I cum, your eyes wide as you watch. The load hits you on the cheek, because I know you like that. I look down at you, and help you to a more comfortable place, I tell you to lay down. As you do, I pull off my shirt and join you in bed. I grab the blanket and pull it up over us and curl up behind you.

“Good girl,” I say softly as I kiss the back of your shoulder and wrap you in my arms. “Now, back to sleep.” I say, but you only barely hear it as you’re already drifting off to sleep.

 

 

I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did! Jesus, I need to find the girl that’s going to let my weird ass sneak into her house in the middle of the night for a little fun!

 

Stay safe, dear reader! And stay fucking freaky!

7 months ago. Jun 10, 2021, 2:19 AM

Hello, my dear reader! I know I’ve been quiet for a while. I’ve had a lot going on in life and needed a little bit of a break, ya know?

 

But I’ve been around and reading peoples blogs and all that good stuff. Someone has to make sure you whackadoodles are being good!

 

There’s a chance I’ll be around and blogging again, so you know, yay? Anywho, here’s a kinky geeky meme to get those smiles! Enjoy!

11 months ago. Feb 13, 2021, 7:50 AM

This post going to go over a few things, most of which may be negative. I need to vent, I need to write, I just... need. So I get to assault you poor people with my nonsense for a few minutes on a cold and wet Friday night. You’re welcome?

 

First Topic!

 

Fuck snow and ice.

 

Next Topic!!

 

This topic is one that I have been wrestling with for a while. And it’s been on my mind a lot recently for a few different reasons. So maybe if I get it out, put the words on paper it’ll make sense to me.

 

Anyone who has followed my blogs should be aware that I am new to this lifestyle. I openly admit it, both here and on my profile. I’m upfront with people about that and I don’t try to come off as more than I am. I am very new. And I am learning. And that’s wonderful.

 

People are supportive of that fact. At least at first. Once things begin, once all the questions are asked, once all the guidelines are in place, people seem to forget that I’m new to this. I ask for patience, understanding, and communication. But it doesn’t really seem to matter. Any dynamic that I have tried has fallen apart in a matter of days, leaving me somewhat confused.

 

I know that sometimes it’s just not going to work because that’s how life works. But I don’t get it. You can be super excited to do this, but once we begin, it falls apart. I don’t get feedback on what I’m doing right, what I need to work on. No one provides anything so I can’t even begin to know where to start. It’s frustrating. How can I get better if no one will tell me what doesn’t work?

 

The only thing I can think of is my “style” that’s causing issues. Anyone who gets to know me can attest to the fact that I’m a sweet and caring person. I love the gentle things in life, and I want to be able to have that in the world around me. 

But the world seems to view a good Dom as a strict hardass who doesn’t smile and is always barking orders or grabbing a paddle. Granted, I know that a lot of that image is very skewed by popular media and isn’t very accurate. But there is some truth to that. There is generally a bit of strictness to this role. 

But with me being as nice and kind and caring as I am, I don’t know that I can actually do this. When you meet a person and all they see is that friendly gentle spirit, they seem to have trouble seeing you in an authoritative way. It makes things a challenge. 

Where do you draw that line? How do you draw that line? Can I even draw that line? Because I’m not sure that I can or have, but of course no one will tell me. I’m left stuck in my confusion, wondering about the things I’m getting wrong, questioning if I’ve done anything right. 

So here I am. Confused, and just trying to figure all of it out. If any of you have any insight here, let me know. If you are a Dom/me who is more on the sensitive side, how do you do it? If you’re a sub and you’ve had a gentle Dom/me, how did that go? 

I welcome any and all feedback on that. If you’d prefer, send me a message instead of a comment here and we can do it that way. 


New Topic!!!

 

Through all of this, I’m coming to realize I’m more of a Daddy than a regular Dom. And I like that role. I truly love the feeling of being a Daddy. It’s one of the best things I’ve felt in a long time. And no, despite some people’s opinions, it’s not weird pseudo-pedophilia thing. My babygirl is an adult. That’s something we have been very clear on. 

If you dislike that type of dynamic and think less of me, oh well. But keep any and all rude comments ya to yourself. I’ve seen way too many shitty people with fucked up opinions on this. Don’t like it? That’s cool. No need to comment. Just move along.

 

New Topic!!!!

 

On to lighter topics? I need a new show to watch. I hope to find something funny with multiple seasons. The Office, Parks and Rec, Community, Big Bang Theory, Friends... This is the type of thing I’m looking for. If you have any suggestions, let me know! 

I can’t really seem to focus on more serious stuff currently. Maybe the focus needed to watch something with depth is lacking due to all the weirdness in life. All the stuff I mentioned above, all the stress and depression that 2020 brought, the depression that comes with the isolation. Hell, maybe even just adult ADHD that decided to show up at the ripe old age of 37. 

Hit me with things that will make me laugh and forget the bad things! Speaking of funny stuff, Community has been my go to show recently. I’m on my like 4th trip through it since... Thanksgiving? Something like that. But the theme for it has been hitting in a emotionally rewarding (or depressing) way. So I’m sharing that to close the blog. Enjoy!!

 

11 months ago. Jan 29, 2021, 8:50 PM

Hello reader! Welcome back! I’ve missed you! Did you miss me? I’m sure you did. I won’t believe you if you say you didn’t!

 

Today, there have been a lot of people sharing their impressive collections of sex toys. So I wanted to step up and show mine! 

Are you ready for this? It’s gonna blow your mind!

 

 

 

 

Are you sure you’re ready?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


 

BOOM! That’s some hot shit right? Wait, it’s not? I need to do some shopping...

11 months ago. Jan 28, 2021, 12:57 AM

Hello there, dear reader! How are you? I’m doing good here! Just been working and living and trying not to freeze to death. You know how it is. 

It started snowing an hour ago. It’s so pretty. I love the snow. It has such a peaceful and tranquil quality. It’s so clean and pure. The smell of snow is a thing to behold, my loyal reader!

 

Much like rain, snow is special to me. To find out more about rain, check one of my early blogs. Maybe the 2nd one I posted. 

Rain and storms are all about intensity and energy. But snow is different for me. Snow makes me think of love and passion, kindness and tenderness. 

I have had a fantasy for many years where I take a girl outside after a nice snowfall, especially near nightfall. We play. Snowballs fly, snow angels are made, a small crudely shaped snowman is built and we disagree on if the carrot goes on the top or bottom ball. 

As the snow starts to fall again and the day grows darker, we sit on the ground and just marvel at the quiet splendor of the world around us. I wrap my arm around you. You lean your head on me. As I lean in for a soft kiss, you look up at me and smile. The electricity from even such a gentle kiss ignites the flame in our souls.

 

The kiss deepens as our hands begin to roam. Under jackets and heavy shirts, through belted pants and we are off in our own little heaven. Passion fuels us as the clothing begins to come off. 

I lay you down in the snow, the cold a shock at first but the heat of your skin keeps it from being too uncomfortable. You reach up, pulling me down, pulling me in. In for a kiss. Into your heart. Into you.

 

It’s slow and gentle. My hands cupping your face, yours on my back, pulling me even closer. We just can’t seem to get close enough. The heat between us melts the snow around us as our breathing intensifies. 

We kiss again, tongues dancing playfully as we cum together. As one. Pulling me down close, you don’t let go. After a few minutes of being lost in the moment and each other, I playfully grab some snow and rub it on your side causing you to jump and push me off of you. We laugh and can’t contain the smiles as we dress again and head back inside, where hot cocoa and snuggles on the couch are waiting to warm our bodies, just like our love warmed our souls.

 

The view from just outside:

 

It’s beginning to snow. Soon it’ll be getting dark. Who wants to build a snowman?

1 year ago. Jan 21, 2021, 10:07 PM

Hello there, dear reader! I have missed you over the last couple of weeks since I’ve been gone. But I’m back! And I’m alive! Fuck you, Covid! 

Todays post will be short. Because I don’t want to bore you all with my delightful sense of humor. Not yet currently. I’m working on some things to post soon though! So you can’t get away from my personal brand of insanity for long! Muahahaha!

 

Anyway, the point of this post is the following picture:

I was walking through my kitchen and saw these marshmallows out of the corner of my eye. I read “cream pie” and I got instantly confused. And then realized my mistake. Whoops.

 

Man, my mind is in the gutter as of late. I enjoy it. Care to join me? 😈

1 year ago. Jan 5, 2021, 6:43 PM

Good morning, my loyal reader! I hope you are having a great Tuesday! So far mine has been... weird. 

I have been sneezing a lot today. And that shit hurts. But in new and unpleasant ways. How, you may be wondering? Well let me tell you! Because why not jump into the bodily functions on a Tuesday!

 

There have been 2 sneezes today in particular that have hurt and confused me. They hit about an hour ago. Let me set the scene for you.

 

Its a cold morning, cloudy. I’m sitting in my office chair. I’m chilly. So I’m wearing a hoodie, but no pants. Because fuck it. I feel the sneeze building in my nose and facial regions. I try to hold back. My eyes hurt. Much like trying to edge while watching a Betty White special, I fail at holding back and spray everywhere. Poor Betty.

 

The sneeze explodes from my face with the force of a horses kick to the taint and I’m convinced I have died. Or at least soiled myself. Still not sure on the latter, but I’m pretty sure I didn’t die. 

I feel a pain spreading through my chest and into my arms. It feels like a million tiny daggers poking into me. My chest tightens, and I feel the pain spiderweb through me deeper, behind my nipples and down into my stomach. Ok. That makes sense. But the pain keeps going... through my shoulder. Into my biceps and into my elbows. Oh my god... that sneeze triggered my funny bones. In both arms!! What fresh hell is this?? Who have I wronged in a past life??

 

Suddenly a second sneeze hits, rocking my head back as if I were head banging at an Alanis Morissette concert. My face is numb, my nose is nowhere to be found. But the pain... We found that!

 

Similar to the sneeze before, it hurts like fire. I’m melting or burning, maybe freezing. Hell if I know. Why won’t my elbows stop hurting?


Wait... this pain is different. It’s going south. I feel it in my stomach now, then I feel my testicles shrivel. Don’t judge me! And then... the weirdest and most uncomfortable thing I have ever felt... my asshole starts to hurt. It’s burns like the fury of a thousand dying suns. Why is this happening to me? I’m a good person! I pay my taxes! I pet puppies! Sure, i peed in a girls mouth once when she was giving head, but I don’t deserve this!!

 

And then... the pain fades. And I’m left here wondering what just happened. Wondering why whatever happened has happened.

 

Somehow, my sneezes are linked to my funny bones and my anus. You learn something new every day?

 

Also still not sure I didn’t soil myself. And now I’m too afraid to check.