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4 years ago. Sunday, October 3, 2021 at 9:47 AM

PROFANE

The first time he calls you holy,
you laugh it back so hard your sides hurt.
The second time,
you moan gospel around his fingers
between your teeth.
He has always surprised you into surprising yourself.
because he’s an angel hiding his halo
behind his back and
Nothing has ever felt so filthy
as plucking the wings from his shoulders—
Undressing his softness
one feather at a time.
God, if you’re out there if you’re listening,
he fucks like a seraph,
and there’s no part of scripture
that ever prepared you for his hands.
Hands that map a communion
in the cradle of your hips.
hands that kiss hymns up your sides.
He confesses how long he’s looked
for a place to worship and,
oh,
You put him on his knees.
When he sinks to the floor and moans
like he can’t help himself,
You wonder if the other angels
fell so sweet.
He says his prayers between your thighs
and you dig your heels into the base of his spine
until he blushes the color of your filthy tongue.
You will ruin him and he will thank you;
he will say please.
No damnation ever looked as cozy as this,
but you fit over his hips like they
were made for you.
You fit, you fit, you fit.
on top of him, you are an ancient god
that only he remembers and he
offers up his skin.
and you take it.
Who knew sacrifice was so profane?
and once you’ve taught him how to hold
your throat in one hand
and your heart in the other,
You will have forgotten every other word,
except for his name."

by Ashe Vernon

 

4 years ago. Saturday, October 2, 2021 at 5:17 AM

* Mason Williams~ Classical Gas~
* Fleetwood Mac ~ Albatross~ Fleetwood Mac
* José Feliciano ~ California Dreamin' ~ Feliciano!
* Led Zepplin ~ I Can't Quit You Baby ~ Led Zepplin
* The Beatles ~ You've Got Hide Your Love Away ~ Help!
* Nick Drake ~ Pink Moon ~ Pink Moon
* Black Sabbath ~ Warning ~ Black Sabbath
* Rolling Stones ~ Monkey Man ~ Let It Bleed
* The White Buffalo ~ Darlin' What Have I Done ~ Prepare For Black And Blue
* Bob Dylan ~ Simple Twist Of Fate ~ Blood On The Tracks

 

Black Sabbath ~ Warning

Now the first day that I met ya
I was looking in the sky
When the sun turned a blur
And the thunderclouds rolled by
The sea began to shiver
And the wind began to moan
It must've been a sign for
leave you well alone
I was warned about you, baby
But my feelings were a little bit too strong

You never said you love me
And I don't believe you can
'Cause I saw you in a dream
And you were with another man
You looked so cool and casual
And I tried to look the same
But now I've got know ya
Tell who have I blame?
I was warned about you, baby
But my feelings were a little bit too strong
Just a little bit too strong

Now the whole wide world is movin'
'Cause there's iron in my heart
I just can't keep from cryin'
'Cause you say we've got to part
Sorrow grips my voice as I stand here alone
And watch you slowly take away
A love I've never known
I was warned about you, baby
But my feelings were a little bit too strong
Just a little bit too strong

 

4 years ago. Friday, October 1, 2021 at 11:04 AM

I have come across many women in my lifetime. women with alluring eyes, and amazing smiles. Women with lovely bodies, and endless curves. I have come across women from all walks of life, that have the exteriors of a goddess. But the women that always remain the most memorable to me are the women with beautiful minds. The women who cause mind orgasms and stimulate every part of my soul. Women who have plenty of layers to their soul and get more beautiful as you unpeel the surface. The women you can have a conversation with about ideas, spirituality, and art at 3 o'clock in the morning. The women who can feed your soul effortlessly and share their energy unselfishly. Women who have stories to tell about love, heartache, and growth. The women with more to them than meets the eye. A beautiful face will keep me intrigued for a short time, but a beautiful mind will keep me intrigued forever.

~iambrillyant

 

4 years ago. Thursday, September 30, 2021 at 6:12 AM

 



I crave trust. I crave a love that makes me feel more than think. I crave ease and simplicity. I crave a partner who can match my emotional horsepower, be generous with affection and honesty, and patience, and accept that I can be a complete shitshow at times. Love me not in parts, but as a whole. Love me thick or thin, not just when convenient or in spurts. It’s what I crave, and more importantly, what I deserve.

— daily-esprit-descalier

 

4 years ago. Wednesday, September 29, 2021 at 11:52 AM

"I have no fear of depths and a great fear of shallow living".
 
© Anaïs Nin

 

4 years ago. Saturday, September 25, 2021 at 7:12 AM

 


* Super Bad (Parts l & 2) ~ James Brown ~ The Singles 1970-1972

* # 41 ~ Dave Matthews Band ~ Crash

* Madman Across The Water ~ Elton John ~ Madman Across The Water

* Show Me ~ The Pretenders ~ Learning To Crawl

* Redemption Day ~ Sheryl Crow & Johnny Cash

* I've Been Loving You Too Long ~ Ottis Redding ~ Ottis Blue Sings The The Blues

* Green Eyes ~ Coldplay ~ A Rush Of Blood To The Head

* Seasons ~ Chris Cornell ~ Singles Soundtrack

* You're A Big Girl Now ~ Bob Dylan ~ More Blood, More Tracks

* Lying In The Hands Of God ~ Dave Matthews Band ~Big Whiskey & the GrooGrux King 

* When The Party's Over ~ Billie Ellish ~  When We All Fall Asleep, Where Do We Go?

 

 

 

 

When The Party's Over ~ Billie Eilish

Don't you know I'm no good for you?
I've learned to lose you can't afford to
Tore my shirt to stop you bleeding
But nothing ever stops you leaving

Quiet when I'm coming home and I'm on my own
I could lie, say I like it like that, like it like that
I could lie, say I like it like that, like it like that

Don't you know too much already?
I'll only hurt you if you let me
Call me friend, but keep me closer
(Call me back)
And I'll call you when the party's over

Quiet when I'm coming home and I'm on my own
And I could lie, say I like it like that, like it like that
Yeah, I could lie, say I like it like that, like it like that

But nothing is better, sometimes
Once we've both said our goodbyes
Let's just let it go
Let me let you go

Quiet when I'm coming home and I'm on my own
I could lie, say I like it like that, like it like that
I could lie, say I like it like that, like it like that

4 years ago. Wednesday, September 22, 2021 at 8:56 AM

I love intelligent girls. Absolutely adore them. And I find those who are passionate about reading and writing share a common thread. They all yearn for an equally intelligent Dominant who can reach deep into their erotic “centers”, rip the pages from their fantasies, and give them a lifetime of living, breathing memories.

An intelligent submissive appreciates the beauty of the dance on the fringe. She is a strong, independent, talented, capable woman in her own right, yet she hungers for a Dominant who can fuck her mind long before he touches her body. She needs a man who can respect her as an intellectual equal but effortlessly assume his role as Dominant - the only man she would ever consider yielding to. For her, this need is utterly palpable. She can feel his hands through his words, his voice, and his instruction.

And herein is my secret insight. Intelligent, gifted submissives are the naughtiest, sluttiest, hungriest girls imaginable. They are capable of giving themselves completely up to the man they trust and respect, and going places they themselves do not yet know they are capable of going. They are insatiable once leashed (note the irony). And they hunger to experience whatever their man challenges them with and sate him with the gift of their bodies and their talents.

 

 

**Author Unknown

 

4 years ago. Tuesday, September 21, 2021 at 4:51 PM

“My love is honey tongued. Dandelion wine in a pitcher. Thirsty love. My love licks its fingers before it has even fed. My love is peach juice dripping down the neck. Too much sugar love. Cavity love. Toothache, tummy ache love. Soft hands holding the jaw open love. Summer love. Sticky sweet, sticky sweat love. My love can’t ride a bike. My love walks everywhere. Wanders through the river. Feeds the fish, skips the stones. Barefoot love. My love stretches itself out on the grass, kisses a nectarine. My love is never waiting. My love is a traveler, a fruit-eater, a holder. My love is alive. Warm. It lives. It breathes.”

— Caitlyn Siehl, Warm

 

4 years ago. Friday, September 17, 2021 at 11:50 AM

"Seduction is art…it is raw and fresh at that moment…waiting for the first coat of mood and desire to be applied….every word. syllable. vowel..inflection teeters on goosebumps as they erupt on her spine creating a tilt of her head exposing her neck …the artist is hungry…he is intense when using an impeccable vocabulary all too well…knowing the paint will not be drying, tonight.”

 

— ©kmg2015

 

4 years ago. Tuesday, September 14, 2021 at 6:29 AM

 

Body image. It is something that we rarely talk about in the scene and yet, so many of us struggle with it. Are you someone who hesitates to strip down to nothing at that play party because you are plagued with a negative body image? Do you hold back in a scene because you are consumed with thoughts of how you look in a scene instead of being able to find joy and pleasure in your play? Or are you a Top who has a submissive who is having difficulty connecting with you because she is more of a slave to food and body obsession than to you?

It seems like there is a whole generation of us that grew up with body hatred, feeling imperfect and not beautiful, no matter what we looked like. Too thin, too fat, too busty, too flat, too tall, too short, wide hips, no hips, too much ass, not enough. A never-ending litany of what is wrong with us physically, reinforced by images on television, in movies, and in print that we could never hope to live up to; growing up understanding that how we look is the most important thing about us. And that it was never good enough.

The scene offers some wonderful things that the vanilla world does not. While we come from all walks of life, BDSMers all have a love for the alternative. We are not people who spend every Wednesday night engaged in military-style intercourse. We love passion, the power exchange, and the magic of sexual self-expression. This attitude translates, generally speaking, into a more open-minded attitude toward size, not to mention age, gender, race, and orientation.

Unlike our vanilla friends who rarely see large naked bodies, we have many opportunities through play parties and demos to look at, get used to, and eventually admire the soft curves of fat people. It is at first astounding, and then liberating to see a large man or woman walk around a play party stark naked, proud of their body, fully loved. It’s hard not to like someone who likes herself so much.

I discovered with time and support from my Padrone that my body, with its ability to do all these things we do, to transform pleasure into pain, to bend and twist and tolerate being bound, to find pleasure in all this, was an asset. He always looks at me appreciatively, and, suddenly, I wasn’t invisible. I was fulfilling one of the most fundamental cores that I had been raised to believe was the most important thing in being female—being attractive to men—and I reveled in it. From the time He took me on as his slave, I have not looked back. Sure, I have times I think or verbalize I wish this was different, this was smaller, or that not so saggy. He gives me ‘the look’ and I snap out of it really quick!

The thing about body issues is that everyone has them, women and men, thin and fat, you and me. If you want to get over self-criticism, here are some things you can try. Start by communicating with your body, using affirmations to find the beautiful parts of yourself, not just physically, but emotionally and spiritually. Listen to what your body has to say, and respect your own path. This is the foundation of self-love. If you love yourself, loving your body will follow.

On the practical side, go to some play parties or other public situations where you will be able to observe people of all sizes and shapes enjoying themselves. Replace any critical thoughts in your head with positive ones about the beauty of their bodies, whether it be good skin, soft curves, great butt to spank, strong muscles, or wonderful handfuls of breasts. Talk to your friends about what beautiful thing you saw in this larger person. If it’s not a physical attribute, notice their courage for playing in public, their love of their own body, or their self-consciousness. For the female Dominant, size can be an advantage, projecting a powerful physical presence that attracts Submissives. If you have this advantage, use it.

Developing a Healthy Body Image
- Listen to your body. Eat when you are hungry.
- Be realistic about the size you are likely to be based on your genetic and environmental history.
- Exercise regularly in an enjoyable way, regardless of size.
- Expect normal weekly and monthly changes in weight and shape.
- Work towards self-acceptance and self-forgiveness- be gentle with yourself.
- Ask for support and encouragement from friends and family when life is stressful.
- Decide how you wish to spend your energy — pursuing the “perfect body image” or enjoying family, friends, school, and, most importantly, life.

Think of the three A’s
Attention: Refers to listening for and responding to internal cues (i.e., hunger, satiety, fatigue).
Appreciation: Refers to appreciating the pleasures your body can provide.
Acceptance: Refers to accepting what is — instead of longing for what is not.

With time, support, and a lot of self-reflection, you too can become comfortable with and learn to love your body, no matter the shape.

© Michelle Fegatofi