Fiddle fucking around…

…with pictures.  Cuz that was another complaint over at the old place.  
Let’s see how they work here. 
 

 

Just some old pics, messed around with in photoshop cuz they were horrible so, of course, I might as well make them look gritty and oddly colored so it’s an intentional less-than-pretty-ness, right?
I promise, I’ll stop testing stuff [...]

I was…

 
…goin’ thru some older pics and came across these.  We did this scene up at Thorn House in Wautoma  and it’s one of those that’s unforgettable, yanno?  Burned upon my memory in vivid detail.  Gods, I wish we still had all the pics.  Most of them were lost to a hard drive failure.  *sigh*  I [...]

I’d faint

So I was editing video today and I got to thinking…
Knives (or, more precisely, knife play with Taylor) scare the shit out of me.
Not just sometimes.
Every.
Fucking.
Time.
He can take a scalpel to me. Cut lovely designs in me. It relaxes me to a wonderful, lethargic state.
But bring out a knife?  My eyes go wide, my teeth [...]

To tie… or not

Much as I complain and bitch about some of the people over there I have to admit I really like FetLife.  Not so much because I’m making bestest friends or learning a whole lot of new stuff – though I have gotten to talk to some really cool people and readers from here who have [...]

Frightening, isn’t it?

A few months back kaya talked about the color blue.  Do y’all remember that blog?  C’mon, I know you all read her.  Anyhow.  I totally “got” that post because it happened in my life, too.
Once upon a time my favorite color was red.  Deep, blood red.
I had a red velvet skirt and a red vinyl [...]

Weekend

Not much to say. It’s the weekend. Taylor’s got his couple days off and it’s good to have some time with him . Aunt Flo came for an early visit. Bah.
I uploaded a thirty second clip over at yousend it the other day cuz someone was asking super nicely for a preview of what’s over [...]

A Tidbit from Taylor

A forum post Taylor made the other day…
shared here just cuz I liked the way he put it and wanted to save the words.
Punching
“Yup, you read it right, I said punching.
Balled up, clenched up, rock hard fist slammed into the face or flesh of your partner.
Punching, the brutal impersonal jab of dominance [...]

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