Locking Day

In the last post, I told you about the pup. In case you’re so inclined, he’s @puphermes on Twitter. Please feel free to check out his feed, but be prepared to be envious (fair warning). When pup asked me to lock him and take his cock, well, he didn’t have to ask me twice. Somehow,Continue reading “Locking Day”

The Accidental Pup

I met a puppy this week. Not an actual canine, but a boy/pup. He’s made quite an impression on me. It all started, as these things do, with chastity. I guess I’m kind of known for being locked, at least on Twitter. There’s a very adorable boy who follows me who has wanted to beContinue reading “The Accidental Pup”

The First Fist: A Tale of a Talented Top with a Tight Ass

It’s no secret that Tripp is a fisting bottom. Over the years, I have become a very good fisting Top. I’ve fisted guys long before I met Tripp. We met because fisting was on the menu, and I’ve subsequently had a great deal of time and practice to develop my technique. There’s a group ofContinue reading “The First Fist: A Tale of a Talented Top with a Tight Ass”

The Tripp Card

Sir doesn’t read this blog, so I’m counting on all of you not telling him this, but sometimes when I’m feeling a bit resistant to some of Sir’s desires, I pull out my free pass, the Tripp card. Because I’m not Sir’s full time slave (He has fractional ownership, I’m a time share slave), HeContinue reading “The Tripp Card”

I Knew I was Kinky When…

There’s been a meme going around Twitter. People are posting images from TV, books, or films from their past that stirred their initial homosexual lust. Even before that particular lust started in me, the bdsm lust was there. From a very early age I was turned on by images of bondage and torture. The factContinue reading “I Knew I was Kinky When…”

Fugu Come Dancing

For those not familiar with Fugu, it’s a dish made from pufferfish, which if not prepared correctly, can actually kill you. Pufferfish contain tetrodotoxin, which even in small doses is fatal. However, when prepared correctly, it’s a delicacy. But every time you eat it, you could die. For most of my life, come was theContinue reading “Fugu Come Dancing”