The Collaring

It’s been a little less than a year since my relationship with Sir ended. I’m just starting a potential relationship with a new Sir (fingers crossed), but he’s already mentioned a collar and that got me thinking about the last time I was collared (also, it got me hard, but that’s beside the point). ForContinue reading “The Collaring”

A Means or an End?

Over on my second favorite blog, DenyingThumper, the rabbit has been stewing a bit lately about how locked men see their cages. He’s also been polling on Twitter, between posts about his now size 32 waist (skinny bitch). The results have been fascinating, though I admit that some of the possible “answers” didn’t really fitContinue reading “A Means or an End?”

Doc of a Thousand Days

Today is a milestone. I’ve been locked for 1000 days (with many, many more to come). 1000 is just such a nice, solid number, I feel it needs to be celebrated. It’s just another day locked for your boy, but it’s nice place to stop and reflect. It’s been an amazing journey that started withContinue reading “Doc of a Thousand Days”

The Agony and The Ecstasy

I woke up early this morning in some discomfort. It’s not an uncommon occurrence. My often hours long “morning wood” causes me some pain from the base ring pressing into my expanded flesh. I’ve grown used to it, but there are mornings like this morning where it’s particularly unpleasant. It’s just one of the thingsContinue reading “The Agony and The Ecstasy”

Catching Up

I haven’t written in a while. Not because I don’t have anything to write about (in fact, quite the opposite), but just because I haven’t had time to sit down and write anything. Work has been busier than ever, and I’ve been spending almost 7 days a week getting things up and running, dealing withContinue reading “Catching Up”

Six Degrees of Drew

I’ve been a kinkster since before I knew what sex was. I’ve had kink relationships and friendships most of my adult life (once I got over the shame of being not only kinky, but gay, which was a real struggle for me). I lost most of my original tribe to HIV in the 90’s. ButContinue reading “Six Degrees of Drew”