Scribbles

Over the past couple years I've frequently wondered what constitutes plagiarism on this site, and if it is reportable. For example, and hypothetically of course, what if:

A member of thecage were to post something they had found online - without the original author's permission and without crediting the original author?

Or if they change parts of it, and try pass it off as if they were the original author?

Or if they regularly, repeatedly copy posts from random people on Facebook, and then post them here and comment on them as if they had originally written them?

Or if they were to take well-known, copyrighted songs, rewrite them with added weak BDSM-themed 'lyrics', and post them here as if they were the actual composer?

What if they had been called out on another site, like fet for example, for plagiarism? What if after doing so the site admin decided it was a breach of the site rules, and the user was briefly suspended? What if the plagiarism was so egregious that a quick google search showed exactly the place and author it was stolen from?

I think we would agree that such a member is guilty of plagiarism, but is it a breach of the site rules, and can/should it be reported to admin here?

Hypothetically, of course.

(And what if, just for fun, another member of thecage were to copy and paste the original writing and credit the actual writer, thereby exposing the lame plagiarist - without ever mentioning their name, therefore not breaking thecage rules?)

I woke up today with a migraine, and it has stuck around for a few hours.

It is unpleasant, it is an asshole, and I dont like it!

Go the fuck away!

???

(fortunately, the best cure for bad head is good head so I'll be feeling much better very soon)

By now you may have read or heard about the recent fun some of us had at an event over the weekend. ButterfliesAndCuffs and SubmissiveScorpion both wrote great blog posts which you should definitely read first, with lots of sexy pictures from our time together which you should absolutely take your time and enjoy (the links are below). I can't improve on what they said so I'll do a little re-cap from my perspective as the only Dominant, indeed the only male in our gang. Lucky me!

Last weekend I, ButterfliesAndCuffs, Submissive Scorpion, and CrimsonCharm attended Naughty Knowledge, a hotel takeover hosted by Studio 58. It was the 3rd such hotel takeover for me and B&C (our first being Naughty Noel last December with 1000-ish kinky attendees!) but this time was special because we had 2 of our best weirdo friends with us. All of the now infamous 'Buttholes of Judgement' were present, except for one member who was unable to make it this time (Fluffypoppet you were sorely missed!)
To listen to attendees of this or other events like it you might think that it would be overwhelming, maybe even intimidating for SS and CC as first timers, but they embraced the craziness, and experiencing it all together was wicked fun.

When one arrives at such huge events as those there is a strange transition and sudden realization that takes place. You enter the hotel and look around, see the way people are dressed (or not dressed) and hear them all speaking the same kinky language as you. It is immediately apparent how much we don't miss the ways we have to conduct ourselves, or even speak about ourselves in the 'real world', and that what we have really been missing is THIS. The people, the comradery, the sharing of information and experience, the fuckery, the acceptance, and most of all the relief that the outside world can shut-up and remain outside for a bit because while we are in this secluded, crazy place we can be ourselves, even if only for a short time.

Leaving that is difficult, rejoining 'polite' society sucks, but at least we have the memories - and the evidence: we took a bunch of pics, thankfully only a few with me in them hahahaha. I camera about as well as I math, which is to say that I'm terrible at taking pictures (and being in them) but we got lucky this time. The camera reeeeeallly loved those dresses!

An amazing time was had by all of us, and by everyone else that we met. A big I Love You to my friends CrimsonCharm, SubmissiveScorpion, and Fluffypoppet, and of course a huge ❤️yumyumyum❤️ to my very own ButterfliesAndCuffs. It was a weekend we wont forget. 
If you haven't yet, go read the posts from B&C and SS about it and check out the great pics too:

LJ

Thank you Minxy for this fun challenge.

To refresh:

1) Post a voice note saying your username and where you are from.
2) And then add a cheesy/silly pickup line. Or something you are comfortable saying  .

3) Don't forget to copy & paste this so it gains momentum and  everyone joins in! 

Ok, my best pickup line. Prepare for lameness...

Thanks to my rl friend SubmissiveScorpion for this awesome challenge.

Now time for everyone to tell me what you really think about me.

What warning label should I come with?

⚠️  ⚠️  ⚠️

Thank you SnowMinx for lighting up the blogs today with this challenge.

I could hardly get away without participating,

so please do your best (or worst) to:

Define Me In One Word

Thank you to the most beautiful, delightful, humorous, and intelligent ButterfliesAndCuffs for this challenge.

The connection between these two songs is kinda right in the titles. But there are many other things, like the influence AIC had on TPR that you can hear in a lot of their songs. And of course the Chris Cornell (RIP) connection.

Now go enjoy some badass Rock n Roll!

A few days ago ButterfliesAndCuffs issued a challenge that I'm finally getting around to posting my response to.

Ooops!

I don't feel quite as bad (?) though...

 Probably because of the busy holiday season, though a bunch of people commented on her actual post, only one person posted an accepted challenge of their own. So at least I wasn't the only one.

Whew!

But now we can!

Ok everyone, here is the original challenge. Here is my response. Now it's your turn!

I chose this picture:

And here is the story, told as a dialogue between 2 men in a club:

A curious man enters a dark club, his first time in this place, and approaches a club regular in a cowboy hat who is holding what the man correctly assumes is a remote-control device. About 10 feet from them is a beautiful woman straddling a wildly moving machine that seems to be a bit too tall for her as her feet are off the ground by several inches. The mechanism is rapidly and sporadically moving up and down, spinning, jerking from side to side, but she expertly holds on and contines the ride. As the woman is momentarily bounced up on the mechanism the curious man notices that she is being penetrated by 2 loudly buzzing and vibrating devices attached to the saddle-shaped seat. He moves to speak to the man in the cowbot hat:

Man: "So is this one of them machines I've seen in all them movies?"
Ride Controller: "Depends on what kind of movies you been watching."
Man: "Oh you know the kind, the ones with real cowboys wearin' them big mustaches and partial chaps except in the back. They sometimes brawl and challenge and ride each other on a getup might be something like yours here."
Ride Controller: "Yep, the very same. And I know the parties you're talking about, too. My old man had one of these contraptions, and him and his buddies would get together and take turns ridin' each other on it, see who could last the longest before getting jerked off."
Man: "I aint never seen one in person before. Can you show me how the controls work?"
Ride Controller: "Simple. You get the rider all straddled and strapped on, then these controls jerk them back and forth and up and down; around and around and in and out and all over, harder and faster as the person with the controls turns it up or changes it or whatnot."
Man: "Yep that's the one from the cowboy movies all right. Sometimes the ridin' gets so loud that a cop has to show up to crash the party but instead ends up runnin' them controls hisself. But who's that there ridin' it now? She looks familiar...
Ride Controller: "Local girl, real friendly. She's in here most every day, you've probably seen her before."
Man: "Poor little lady's in for a shock then - only real cowboys is able to handle a machine like that."
Ride Controller: "Well... My old man always said 'Not even a cowboy can pause mid-piss'. Never really understood what that had to do with this type of contraption here but he would tell about how nobody caint never always control all their urges all the time. How even the hardest cowboy with the thickest leather will eventually give in and get jerked off."
Man: "Hmm.. wise man, your pa. So what is the longest any cowboy's ever been able to ride this thing before they finally came off?
Ride Controller: "17 seconds at level 13. Thats been the record in these parts and everyone's always said it cain't be broken"
Man: "Wow, pretty impressive. So what's that girl doin' mounted up on there anyways?"
Ride Controller: "Provin' 'em all wrong."
Man: "What do you mean? How long has she been on that thing?"
Ride Controller: "Just over 3 hours."
Man: "3 hours???
Ride Controller: "Yep."
Man: "And she's on level 10???"
Ride Controller: "Oh, no. Nope - she's up to level 73."
Man: "What - LEVEL 73?! How??? The pressure from holding on, the temptation to get off, what's her secret?
Ride Controller: "Dunno. She ain't spoke a word since level 28, screaming like she was possessed for a while, but ain't made a single sound since about level 36. Last thing she said that made any damn sense at all was right around level 19."
Man: "And what was that?"
Ride Controller: "I asked her if she was ready to give in and get off? After a moment her breathing slowed and she looked right at me with eyes all spaced out, smiled, and quietly said 'Dude - I'm not gonna be a cowboy!' Whatever that means."

The End

To you -

On this day we celebrate my favorite person in the world on the occasion of your birthday.
Over the past 2+ years you have taught me what it means to be a better friend, person, Dom, and man.
I thank you. and I love you.
Happy Damn Birthday!!!

Thank you to again to Purĕ for this fun challenge which unfortunately I probably waited just a little too late to participate in.

Nevertheless, one person did actually guess the lie! Here again were the choices along with the Big Reveal at the end:

1. One of the most questionable places I've had sex was inside a burning building. (Yes, while it was on fire.)
I was 18 and living in my first apartment. one day I was in the bedroom with my girlfriend and we were so busy making dirty dirty sex that we failed to noticed the smell and noise coming from the other side of the door. It wasn't until we finished that I realized the shared wall between the bedroom and the kitchen was hot. When I ran out I found that fire had broken out in the kitchen and spread. Thankfully there were no injuries but the kitchen cabinets were all burned down, the paint and carpet in the living room was melted and charred from the flames, and the walls throughout the rest of the apartment were burned black from the smoke.

2. When I was 19 I had sex with a high school girl while at church. (Before you judge let me explain...)
She was 18 years old so it was legal, but she was still in high school so it was still all hot and nasty and taboo! We took her parents van, drove to the closest place we could find that was as far away from her parents house as we could stand to wait, and parked. We made dirty dirty sex in the back of the van and a couple hours later we opened the back doors to find that we had been fucking in some lame church parking lot. (I said AT church not IN church you heathens!)

3. My first and last names are the same as, but in the reverse order, of the stand-in for an adult film actor from the 70's. (I know, I didn't know they used stand-ins either.)
Turns out that after he was done making dirty dirty porn sex he went on to become a high profile public defense attorney in the town where one of my high school friends grew up so he was familiar with the guy's name. Fucker gave me shit about that for years. Not about the porn part, that was fine - but about being "named after" the STAND-IN!

And the answer is

1. - True. And I actually lived in that place for 6 more months after that.

2. - True. And she was a virgin which makes it a little dirtier.

3. - Lie! Total, completely made up horseshit nonsense. And I'm pretty proud of that.