Update your bookmarks! Wicked Wanderlust has now moved to the much more convenient platform of Tumblr. Yes, I still dislike them. No, my original account will never be restored. But since everything is changing, I figured it was time to retire this platform, which I don't really love either, and return to the convenience of Tumblr, I'd like to point you all to the third incarnation of this blog:
phillysirdotcom.tumblr.com
It is important to note that content on this blog will be for 18+ and NSFW, but will not be full of porn. Rather, it is reserve for information, schedules, stories, and things that catch My eye. And sure, there's be some racy stuff. But, I will also have a separate blog, which will be much more fetish porn oriented, and will feature more hardcore material, and even some hardcore recaps of scenes with My boy, and XXX pics. That blog will be located at rajaijah.tumblr.com
See you on the other side!
I am Sir Brian, professional and lifestyle Dominant in Philadelphia, PA. Welcome to Wicket Wanderlust II, where you can find sessions stories, video previews, community information, and insight into the world of BDSM. This blog and connected site are 18+ only, kinky, LGBTQ-friendly, sex-positive and probably non-vegan. Experience service at BrianOfthelost.com
Wednesday, January 6, 2016
Monday, December 7, 2015
Changes!
Please stand by as everything gets restructured, including this blog.
Be sure to update your bookmarks and contact info to My new addresses. The website can now be found at PhillySir.com and My email has changed to brian@phillysir.com .
The former address and website will still work for another year.
While I do this, I have not put up My December schedule, but I am still attending and teaching some events!
Be sure to update your bookmarks and contact info to My new addresses. The website can now be found at PhillySir.com and My email has changed to brian@phillysir.com .
The former address and website will still work for another year.
While I do this, I have not put up My December schedule, but I am still attending and teaching some events!
Saturday, November 7, 2015
Event Updates for November
Here are My event updates for November! Since this is My birthday month, I am taking it easy and not really headed out to many events, at least not very public ones.
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My November shedule can be found here.
PLPN is today! Come see Me!
My birthday is next Sunday! You should take a look at My WishLists!
- Saturday, November 7th, 2015 - 6th Annual Philadelphia Leather Pride Night
- Sunday, November 15th, 2015 - MY BIRTHDAY! Help Me celebrate by going to go look at My Wishlists... Perhaps you may find a BDSM toy you think I ought to have, or wish to see me dressed in something special. If neither of those appeal to you, there are always books I wish to own, or more personal items that I desire.
- Friday, November 20th, 2015 - Suspension Night @ Kink Shoppe
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My November shedule can be found here.
PLPN is today! Come see Me!
My birthday is next Sunday! You should take a look at My WishLists!
Saturday, October 10, 2015
Event Updates for October
My calendar has been updated for October. I notice that I often fail to post updates here, but know that the Upcoming Events page on My website has a full schedule posted every month.
- Saturday, October 10th, 2015 - Philly Trans* March
- Saturday, October 10th, 2015 - The Aviary
- Sunday, October 11th, 2015 - Old City Fest
- Thursday, October 15th, 2015 - So You Think You're Kinky
- Friday, October 16th, 2015 - Suspension Night @ Kink Shoppe
- Saturday, October 17th, 2015 - Picking Up the Ropes: Intro to Rope Bondage
- Saturday, October 17th, 2015 - From Harness to Hogtie: Intermediate Rope Bondage
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My October schedule can be found here.
The 5th Annual Philly Trans* March is today.
The Aviary is today.
Thursday, July 9, 2015
A Few Shots from Philadelphia Fetish and Bootblack 2015
Competing for Philadelphia Fetish 2015 was an intense experience. My first contest was a lot of fun, and I definitely learned a lot. Though I didn't walk out with the title, I am confident when I come back next year. So watch out! :-)
Here are some shots of Yours Truly from the event. A much larger selection can be seen on My FetLife page. Censored shots will be available on My Facebook soon as well.
Full photo credit goes to Freedom G Photography. Many thanks for the great pics!
Congratulation Pajaro Libre and Wicked Jade on their respective wins for Philadelphia Fetish and Bootblack 2015!
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Event Updates for July
My calendar has been updated for July. Here are the events currently listed for this month. Clearly, subject to change and additions. The full schedule is available on My website.
- Saturday, July 11th, 2015 - The Aviary
- Friday, July 17th, 2015 - Suspension Night @ Kink Shoppe
- Saturday, July 18th, 2015 - 3rd Annual Kink D'Soleil
- Sunday, July 19th, 2015 - Professional Dominants Brunch
- Sunday, July 19th, 2015 - Philadelphia Community Picnic
Friday, May 8, 2015
Event Updates for May
My calendar has been updated for May. Here are the events currently listed for this month. Clearly, subject to change and additions. The full schedule is available on My website.
- Friday, May 1st, 2015 - TNG Munch
- Friday, May 8th, 2015 - The Aviary Munch
- Saturday, May 9th, 2015 - The Aviary
- Friday, May 15th, 2015 - Suspension Night @ Kink Shoppe
- Sunday, May 17th, 2015 - Professional Dominants Brunch
This is also a great moment to do an early announcement! Mark your calendars for June 6th, as that will be the night of Philadelphia Fetish and Bootblack 2015, at which I will be competing! Come and cheer Me on!
Saturday, April 11, 2015
Event Updates for April
My calendar has been updated for April. Here are the events currently listed for this month. Clearly, subject to change and additions. The full schedule is available on My website.
- Friday, April 3rd, 2015 - TNG Munch
- Friday, April 10th, 2015 - The Aviary Munch
- Saturday, April 11th, 2015 - The Aviary
- Friday, April 17th, 2015 - Suspension Night @ Kink Shoppe
- Saturday, April 18th, 2015 - Picking Up the Ropes; Intro to Rope Bondage
Wednesday, March 11, 2015
NEW VIDEO: "Bedroom Eyes: Edging Darren"
A bit ago, I released a new video on Carnaval Decadent. I got distracted and never put up the stills or preview here! So I'd like to remedy that. In this video, which is part of the voyeuristic series "Bedroom Eyes," big-dicked Darren gets tied to his bed and edged for an hour with a Hitachi magic wand. After almost an hour of teasing, he is finally allowed to cum, groaning. The full video itself has been shortened to 25 minutes. For now,enjoy the preview for "Bedroom Eyes: Edging Darren:"
Also, here are some stills for your viewing pleasure! The rest of the stills can be seen on My FetLife page.
Also, here are some stills for your viewing pleasure! The rest of the stills can be seen on My FetLife page.
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My March schedule can be found here.
The Aviary Munch this Friday night.
The Aviary is this Saturday.
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Event Updates for March
My calendar has been updated for March. Here are the events currently listed for this month. Clearly, subject to change and additions. The full schedule is available on My website.
- Friday, March 6th, 2015 - TNG Munch
- Friday, March 13th, 2015 - The Aviary Munch
- Saturday, February 14th, 2015 - The Aviary
- Friday, February 20th, 2015 - Suspension Night @ Kink Shoppe
The past month has seen Me very busy in My personal life, and so I have not been updating things at all. New content policies on Blogger have been switching on and then back off, which has also slowed Me down. At least I have a backup blog now, in case this one is taken down for some reason. I'll be updating soon.
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My March schedule can be found here.
The Aviary Munch this Friday night.
The Aviary is this Saturday.
Wednesday, February 11, 2015
Event Updates for February
My calendar has been updated for February. Here are the events currently listed for this month. Clearly, subject to change and additions. The full schedule is available on My website.
- Friday, February 6th, 2015 - TNG Munch
- Thursday, February 12th, 2015 - The Aviary Munch
- Saturday, February 14th, 2015 - The Aviary
- Thursday, February 19th, 2015 - Panel: Yes, It Still Works
- Thursday, February 19th, 2015 - BDSM 101: Navigating the Jungle of Power Dynamics
- Friday, February 20th, 2015 - Suspension Night @ Kink Shoppe
- Saturday, February 21st, 2015 - Picking Up the Rope: Intro to Rope Bondage
- Sunday, February 22nd, 2015 - Philadelphia Professional Dominants Brunch
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My February schedule can be found here.
The Aviary Munch is tomorrow night.
The Aviary is this Saturday.
My Lafayette talk is next Thursday.
Thursday, January 15, 2015
Repairs.
Happy New Year!
These past 2 months have been crazy. With the holiday period and events happening, I've been slacking off. The past month saw Me with computer issues that were only fixed as of this morning. But now, all is done! Whee! Be prepared for the following in 2015:
I know I've been away, and you've been terribly lonely. But I also know you know better than to complain... or you'll get your cock crushed under My feet. Like this poor fellow:
These past 2 months have been crazy. With the holiday period and events happening, I've been slacking off. The past month saw Me with computer issues that were only fixed as of this morning. But now, all is done! Whee! Be prepared for the following in 2015:
- New videos! A hitachi edging video and a hypnotic poppers trainer are currently in My edit cue. A few more sexy surprises are also coming...
- New events! AndroShare will be making a comeback in February, and I'll be giving a talk for Sex Week at Lafayette university the same month.
- New toys! Christmas and My birthday have brought Me some goodies. I'll be sharing some of those, as I tend to do.
- New stories! Session retellings, lifestyle essays, and scene information will make it on Wicked Wanderlust II this year.
I know I've been away, and you've been terribly lonely. But I also know you know better than to complain... or you'll get your cock crushed under My feet. Like this poor fellow:
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My January schedule can be found here.
Suspension Night is this Friday.
The Philadelphia Professional Dominants Brunch is next Sunday.
The Black and Gold Ball is on January 31st.
My January schedule can be found here.
Suspension Night is this Friday.
The Philadelphia Professional Dominants Brunch is next Sunday.
The Black and Gold Ball is on January 31st.
Thursday, November 13, 2014
My Birthday Week is Going Swimmingly...
I'd like to think that I kicked off My birthday week with Philadelphia Leather Pride Night, and will be closing with a weekend of personal fun between events, as I share My birthday with My lover, one day apart.
That's right. His birthday is on Friday, while Mine is on Saturday. I wanted to stop in briefly for a couple of photos and ramblings. Last week ended with an email from San Diego from a boy just begging to be manipulated. I took his credit card shopping for a couple new things for Saturday's Philadelphia Leather Pride Night, where I manned a table for the upcoming Diabolique Ball 2014: Viva La Revolution! The second floor of Voyeur was turned into Der Karneval Diabolique, where I awaited with Goddess Thain to beat you up and tie you down! The stations were there to raise awareness for Diabolique, coming up on November 21st. I will be performing at this annual charity ball with Iris Enchanted to bring you a sexy look at the French Revolution... Marie Antoinette thinks she can sit in Versailles all day as the people of France starve... Well, we'll show her!
I've been somewhat reclusive for the past month or so, and have been relatively occupied. I still have more to do. Changes, projects, classes. Starting in December, I will be running My Intro to Rope class every 3rd Saturday of the month at Kink Shoppe, seeing how there is a high demand for it. I really want to present at SEXx 2015, but have not handled a large room for a class as a presenter, and am not yet confident in My ability to lead a course on bondage for more than 15 people at a time. So perhaps next year. :-D
I am meeting with a potential new video boy this upcoming week. Should the meeting go well, hopefully new videos will be on the way. Since I have been busy with other things, and the few shoot I have scheduled cancelled, My Clips4Sale store has fallen into disrepair. Hopefully, some new clips will be put up soon. I have a lot of ideas, and since I'm a little bit strange, I was thinking of exploring some of the more interesting fetishes out there, from macrophilia to immurement fantasies. I'm still looking to edge a bound superhero in a lycra bodysuit and alien impregnate a twink, so if you'd be interested, dear reader, why not shoot Me a message, hm?
The next week is going to be pretty be interesting and fun. And why not make it extra fun for Me? It is My birthday, after all, and birthdays are supposed to be a good time. So why not go on and head over to My wishlists and take a look? I have one for all the playthings I want, one for books of all sorts, one for underwear, boots, and other clothes, and a random one, just because. So you are going to head over to one of them, and find something you think I could particularly use. Hell, there's even priority items. And you're going to have something sent to Me, perhaps with a little note wishing Me a happy birthday. It is after all, a momentous occasion.
Suspension Night is next Friday.
Diabolique Ball 2014 is next Friday.
The Diabolique Brunch is next Saturday.
The Philadelphia Professional Dominants Brunch is next Sunday.
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Monday, November 3, 2014
Fuck yeah.
I'm sure you've missed Me. I know you can't go a moment without thinking about Me, you fucking piece of trash. Take a good look at what you can never have.
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My November schedule can be found here.
The Aviary Munch is tonight.
TNG Munch is this Friday.
Philadelphia Leather Pride Night is this Saturday.
The Aviary is this Saturday.
My birthday is in 12 days! (Wish Me a Happy Birthday)
Event Updates for November
My calendar has been updated for November. Here are the events currently listed for this month. Clearly, subject to change and additions. The full schedule is available on My website.
- Monday, November 3rd, 2014 - The Aviary Munch
- Friday, November 7th, 2014 - TNG Munch
- Saturday, November 8th, 2014 - The Aviary
- Saturday, November 8th, 2014 - Philadelphia Leather Pride Night
- Saturday, November 15th, 2014 - My Birthday!
- Friday, November 21st, 2014 - Suspension Night @ The Kink Shoppe
- Friday, November 21st, 2014 · Diabolique 2014: Viva La Revolution!
- Saturday, November 22nd, 2014 · Diabolique Brunch
- Sunday, November 23rd, 2014 - Philadelphia Professional Dominants Brunch
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My November schedule can be found here.
The Aviary Munch is tonight.
TNG Munch is this Friday.
Philadelphia Leather Pride Night is this Saturday.
The Aviary is this Saturday.
My birthday is in 12 days! (Wish Me a Happy Birthday)
Old City Festival 2014: Suspensions
Since I did not work Outfest this year, I spent that day doing suspension at Old City Festival. I had a lot of fun tying up folk and hanging out with Captain Crash, Sharkzilla, Iris, QuOTA, and Kanin. There we several photos taken. Here is a small selection!
As per usual, a complete set can be seen on My FetLife account. I have been slow in uploading this set.
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My November schedule can be found here.
The Aviary Munch is tonight.
TNG Munch is this Friday.
Philadelphia Leather Pride Night is this Saturday.
The Aviary is this Saturday.
My birthday is in 12 days!
Thursday, September 4, 2014
Five Ways to Meet Kinksters in Your Local Community
So you want to get out there and meet other kinksters. That's great!
There are two types of kink-curious people I speak to. The first type isn't part of the "lifestyle." They aren't particularly interested, are in a vanilla relationship, don't have the time, or have one-off interests. Some simply prefer no involvement and want to just do the occasional "crazy thing." Other prefer to treat their play as one would a therapy session, as a complete reset of their brain. To these folks, I recommend private sessions and/or training with a professional Dominant of repute. Most people who have the equipment and skills to deliver a powerful experience will rarely play with a stranger, much less an inexperienced one, as a one-off. They want to form some form of connection or relationship with their bottom in order to know them better. Professional Dominants, on the other hand, tend to be personable, adept at character reading, and skilled in their art and safety practices. Most of us do this because we love it: we love sharing our skill with new people, we enjoy the very wide variety of energies that flow in our dungeons, and we revel in learning about how the minds of other work.
The second type of kink-curious people I speak to are those who are more lifestyle-oriented. They actively have a desire to foster their interests and mold them as part of them. Some of them desire a D/s relationship, others are drawn to the community aspect of BDSM, and some just like having new life experiences. To these folk, I encourage them to join community events, classes, and local groups. I often get contacted online by people who want to "join," as if this was some kind of club; and every now and then, someone comes to My dungeon who would fare better as a lifestyler, but doesn't know where to start besides Me. I always start by pointing them out to the same resources. This writing is for you.
There are two types of kink-curious people I speak to. The first type isn't part of the "lifestyle." They aren't particularly interested, are in a vanilla relationship, don't have the time, or have one-off interests. Some simply prefer no involvement and want to just do the occasional "crazy thing." Other prefer to treat their play as one would a therapy session, as a complete reset of their brain. To these folks, I recommend private sessions and/or training with a professional Dominant of repute. Most people who have the equipment and skills to deliver a powerful experience will rarely play with a stranger, much less an inexperienced one, as a one-off. They want to form some form of connection or relationship with their bottom in order to know them better. Professional Dominants, on the other hand, tend to be personable, adept at character reading, and skilled in their art and safety practices. Most of us do this because we love it: we love sharing our skill with new people, we enjoy the very wide variety of energies that flow in our dungeons, and we revel in learning about how the minds of other work.
The second type of kink-curious people I speak to are those who are more lifestyle-oriented. They actively have a desire to foster their interests and mold them as part of them. Some of them desire a D/s relationship, others are drawn to the community aspect of BDSM, and some just like having new life experiences. To these folk, I encourage them to join community events, classes, and local groups. I often get contacted online by people who want to "join," as if this was some kind of club; and every now and then, someone comes to My dungeon who would fare better as a lifestyler, but doesn't know where to start besides Me. I always start by pointing them out to the same resources. This writing is for you.
- A common thing to do if you want to learn more about your local community is to join FetLife. FetLife is the internet's leading BDSM social network. It is very much reliant on events and group discussions, and is best for folks who want to learn and participate in talks about the lifestyle. It often is the first thing newcomers do. Fetlife is not a site for hooking up, cruising, or finding partners. Although those things do happen, the vast majority of people on FetLife are actively involved with other people, be it romantically or otherwise. The site is not even really formatted for that. Folks who join up thinking they will find some quick kinky sex will be very disappointed. Not only will they not find it, but their ape-like approached is often mocked on several different boards. So how do you use it then? Simple: fill out a profile, place a sensible picture of yourself up (that means no cockshots, fellas!), and go to the Groups section. Type in the name of your area to find local discussions. In the case of Philadelphia, there are several groups, including Philly TNG, Philly Friends, and The Aviary Philly, all which cater to the locals. Join some interest groups... I am a member of Gay Male Sadists and Masochists, Sacred Pain, and Destiny's Chamber to name a few. Read. Participate. This is how you learn things.
- If you want some social interaction, but don't think you wanna "get kinky" right away, look into coming to a munch. A munch is a monthly social gathering for food and drinks, often at a diner or cafe. No leathers, no whips, just people getting together, eating, and catching up with each other. It's low key, and usually very welcoming. Larger metropolitan areas tend to have interest-specific munches. Here in Philadelphia, we have the Philadelphia TNG Munch (aimed at kinksters 18-35), The Aviary Munch (a good place for attendees and friends to get together and maybe make plans for the upcoming party?), and the Dress to Thrill Munch (that link has more!), just to name a few.
- Perhaps you've done a couple of munches, and you want to move on. Maybe the munch setting isn't really for you and you are curious about what the hell this "play" I keep going on about really is. Well, then it's time to jump in and come to a play party! There's always a party happening somewhere. Dress up or dress down, bring your toys or just come to watch, parties are good public environments to meet others kinksters and watch them play and engage in BDSM together. Now, parties are not pick-up grounds or cruising fields. Most public parties are not sex-positive, and require you keep your genitalia covered. However, there are also many private parties that are sex-positive, and where anything goes. If you intend to go to a party, please remember to mind your etiquette. Be sure to read the rules of the event, be respectful of others and their space, and don't touch things that aren't yours without asking (things and people). Please do not interrupt scenes (you can ask questions before or after) or leer creepily at something you find interesting. Polite observation is fine. These are safe spaces, and any harassment or discrimination will not be tolerated. Philadelphia's main BDSM play party is The Aviary, held every second Saturday at the William Way Center, in the heart of Center City. If you come to the Aviary, be sure to look for Goddess Thain or Myself and say hello! We always take time to chat newcomers up and answer questions.
- Is education more of your thing? Do you have your theory, but don't know where to get your practical? Going to classes is a great way to sharpen your skills and meet others who share your interests. There are all types of classes, from "seminar-style" talks, to hands-on lessons, to demos, to skillshares. They run the gamut of prices and interests, and many classes in larger cities are taught by both national and international presenters, allowing for a great deal of knowledge to be passed. Here in Philadelphia, classes are mainly organized by Passional and the Kink Shoppe. Both stores have their class schedules up on their websites. Now, for a bit of shameless self-promotion, I am doing a few classes this month (imagine that!). Next Monday, I will be hosting AndroShare: Mummification at Passional. AndroShare is a monthly skillshare for male-identified folk where we just sit around and talk about experiences with different things, and demo how to do some of those things. This month, we'll be focusing on mummification! Then, the weekend of the 19th is a rope intensive extravaganza, starting with Suspension Night @ Kink Shoppe on Friday, and followed by my rope 101 and 201 classes respectively, Picking Up the Ropes on Saturday, and From Harness to Hogtie on Sunday. As with all of My events, you can see a detailed listing right on My schedule page.
- I see it very often this last method these days, and I approve. Some folks just want to dive in and get a full immersion experience. They see an ad online, or maybe are fresh arrivals to FetLife and see a group post, and a week later, they are attending a weekend event. The experience, although amazing, can be sometimes overwhelming for first-timers. These large, regional events are incredible places to meet kinksters from all walks of life, learn from top-notch presenters, shop from quality independent vendors, and experience the community like never before. One of My first outings was FetFest 2011, and I remember it fondly as an amazing, transformatory time. Many of these, such as The Floating World and Dark Odyssey happen out of state, the two just mentioned in New Jersey and Maryland, respectively. They can be quite pricey, so make sure to get early ticket, or to apply to volunteer for the events if you are a bit tight on cash. These weekend-long extravaganzas tend to include a hotel with well-priced room, and are very fun. Anyone going to them walks out with something, be it new friends, new skills, or new toys.
So there you are, five ways you can meet kinksters in your local community. It is often easy to forget that what may seem common sense to us kinksters is confusing and new to folks who are just coming into this. So I thought it would be good to answer the questions I am perpetually asked in one long writing. It was once expressed to Me such: There are some 10,000 kinksters in the Philadelphia area metropolitan area, and only about 1,000 participate in lifestyle events. This is not because the other 90% don't wish to participate (though I'm sure about half of them don't), but mainly because they don't know how to start. Of course, I cannot vouch for those numbers, but they look pretty accurate to a local.
There is incredible power in community, because in community there is there is knowledge and compassion. I look back at before when My journey started, and think of all the people I have met since then, and how I felt such connection with them. I went through a very rough patch last year, and when I thought I had lost everything and nowhere to go, I still had this community, who propped Me back up and helped Me out. And I wonder, how many people out there have no-one. Or are trapped in a life that they feel is not their own. And I remember loneliness.
I suppose that's My reason for this. I want to tell people who are scared, or worried, or hesitant "Come out! It's OK. There is family here" and open a door to all of this, giving people tangible links and examples. I didn't have it, and it's the question I hear most often: "Where can I meet others?" Well, here are some solutions. Take notice of them, and when you feel ready, step through those doors and come out to play.
Hope to see you out there!
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My schedule for September can be found here.
The TNG Munch is tomorrow.
AndroShare: Mummification is next Monday.
The Aviary Munch is next Tuesday.
There is incredible power in community, because in community there is there is knowledge and compassion. I look back at before when My journey started, and think of all the people I have met since then, and how I felt such connection with them. I went through a very rough patch last year, and when I thought I had lost everything and nowhere to go, I still had this community, who propped Me back up and helped Me out. And I wonder, how many people out there have no-one. Or are trapped in a life that they feel is not their own. And I remember loneliness.
I suppose that's My reason for this. I want to tell people who are scared, or worried, or hesitant "Come out! It's OK. There is family here" and open a door to all of this, giving people tangible links and examples. I didn't have it, and it's the question I hear most often: "Where can I meet others?" Well, here are some solutions. Take notice of them, and when you feel ready, step through those doors and come out to play.
Hope to see you out there!
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My schedule for September can be found here.
The TNG Munch is tomorrow.
AndroShare: Mummification is next Monday.
The Aviary Munch is next Tuesday.
Monday, September 1, 2014
Event Updates for September
My calendar has been updated for September. Here are the events currently listed for this month. Clearly, subject to change and additions. The full schedule is available on My website.
- Friday, September 5th, 2014 - TNG Munch @ Midtown II
- Monday, September 8th, 2014 - AndroShare: Mummification
- Tuesday, September 9th, 2014 - The Aviary Munch @ Midtown II
- Saturday, September 13th, 2014 - Queer Leather Alliance Information Session
- Saturday, September 13th, 2014 - The Aviary
- Wednesday, September 17th, 2014 - Philadelphia Professional Dominants Happy Hour
- Friday, September 19th, 2014 - Suspension Night @ The Kink Shoppe
- Saturday, August 20th, 2014 - Picking Up the Ropes: An Intro to Rope Bondage
- Sunday, August 21th, 2014 - From Harness to Hogtie: Intermediate Rope Bondage
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My September schedule can be found here.
The TNG Munch is this Friday.
AndroShare is next Monday.
Sunday, August 24, 2014
New Boots; New Toys
Summer is a time of many out-of-town events, and sees often a brief upswing in sessions. Consequently, summer is often a time where I get a few new items here, and there. Those who read My things know I like to show My newly acquired goods. It's just a couple of things, but we can start with this HOT new pair of knee-high 30-eyelet boots...
This gorgeous pair was sent by a boot boy in Los Angeles who knows that boots belong only in two places: My feet and his face. His distance prevents the latter from happening, so the least he can do is put them on Me. And I have first-hand accounts that they feel and taste like the footwear of a God, so I am pleased.
My recent trip to The Floating World 2014 also saw Me return with some newly acquired goods. From a Martha Stewart collar (for the classy sissy)...
to an awesome blindfold and straight razor... how about a shave?
It is not an unknown fact that I love things. Though I have a wide array of toys and equipment available at the dungeon, I also engage in a lot of personal play, and I enjoy having very specific and dedicated toys for such. An easy way to bring light to My day (and also a way to pay sessions, as long as it is prearranged with Me), is to check out My various Amazon Wishlists. I organize all My wants in different list, from toys, to books, to clothing, to even the things I want just for My own amusement. So if you'd like to see a gift get some good use, why not contact Me?
A few ulterior, minor things:
This gorgeous pair was sent by a boot boy in Los Angeles who knows that boots belong only in two places: My feet and his face. His distance prevents the latter from happening, so the least he can do is put them on Me. And I have first-hand accounts that they feel and taste like the footwear of a God, so I am pleased.
My recent trip to The Floating World 2014 also saw Me return with some newly acquired goods. From a Martha Stewart collar (for the classy sissy)...
to an awesome blindfold and straight razor... how about a shave?
It is not an unknown fact that I love things. Though I have a wide array of toys and equipment available at the dungeon, I also engage in a lot of personal play, and I enjoy having very specific and dedicated toys for such. An easy way to bring light to My day (and also a way to pay sessions, as long as it is prearranged with Me), is to check out My various Amazon Wishlists. I organize all My wants in different list, from toys, to books, to clothing, to even the things I want just for My own amusement. So if you'd like to see a gift get some good use, why not contact Me?
A few ulterior, minor things:
- I am happy to announce that I have put in for full membership for the Queer Leather Alliance, a new leather back patch club in the Philadelphia area. Huzzah! My Prospect period begins next month.
- I have started a new FetLife group called Sanctus Morsus, with the intention of developing a sacred-pain/sadospiritual type of party in Philadelphia. If you are a FetLife member, please consider joining it if this is an event you would like to see happen.
- Quiet website updates have been occurring. Have you spotted them?
- To those who have visited Me at the prior dungeon, or to those who are were curious about doing so these days, the space has officially moved to a convenient Center City location, some five to ten minutes away from City Hall. The new location is ideal for folks looking to perhaps take a long lunch, or for those who commute downtown. The new location has seven different spaces to work in, and has convenient parking and amenities available nearby. I have shown a bit of the new space briefly on My Vine account, for Twitter and Facebook fans. So far, the folks who have come and seen the new space prefer it much to the prior one in terms of location, design, and decor. There really is no better time to book a session with Me, so act now!
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My August schedule can be found here.
SummerFest is next Saturday.
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Wednesday, August 6, 2014
A Night on a Piss Pig: A Public Humiliation and Financial Session
We had talked briefly through a few texts. His name was Steven, and he was a thick, rugged-looking businessman from Atlanta. In fact, he had told Me he played rugby when I instructed him to show up wearing a jockstrap under his suit. I had opted for leather: knee-high boots, jeans, a vest, cap, and a pair of biker gloves.
He arrived a tad late, something I had expected, as he has stopped to pick Me up a cigar at a local shop, and walked from there. We sat and briefly introduced ourselves properly. He handed Me a bag containing not one, but five cigars. Having paid attention to our conversation, three of them were Acid Blondies. I knew we were going to have a good start.
I ordered him to get Me a drink, and we shared some small talk. I looked at him. He was rather comical, in his suit, looking out of place. He was a big guy, had an eager face, and was polite. One thing I noted very quickly is that he couldn't tie a tie. Now, I am a bit of a stickler for that kind of thing, so I removed it and set it aside. He would learn later, but I certainly would not be seen with him wearing it the way he had it.
It was time to step outside. He set his beer to the side, and we proceeded to the alley. I sat on a step, with this quiet, eager man next to Me. I clipped and lit the cigar Myself (he had no experience), and his hands flew up in a bowl shape, ready to catch My ash. I smoked for a while, thinking, using My newfound ashtray. I dipped My fingers in the ash and brought them to his mouth, and without missing a beat, he eagerly sucked them clean. Oh, things were going to be fun tonight.
We headed back into the bar, and he went upstairs with Me. I asked him to fetch another drink, while I waited. He headed down the stairs to do so, and I noticed something on the table. That chubby moron has left his phone and wallet on the table. Personally, I was always told not to leave My things lying around, or they would be gone. So with a quick hand, I slipped both of these newfound treasures in My pocket. I knew that the wallet contained both his cards and hotel keys, and that the phone was the one issued by his job. He would need those back.
He came back with the beers, and a brief puzzled look upon noticing the disappearance of his valuables. He said nothing, so I told him very clearly that I had them. I offered he keep Me entertained to earn his things back, and started by making him take off his shirt and coat. He was fat and pale, and I couldn't imagine he'd be good at much (after all, if you're stupid enough to leave your things about, you're probably a grade A moron). Because trash belongs on the ground, I ordered him onto it. He would not get to sit in a chair for the rest of the evening.
I put My boot up to his face. "Lick it." I tell him. He tentatively sticks his tongue out, and begins running it across My leathers. "Make sure you get the treads." I specify.
He works them for a short while, but I quickly stop him. I grab his face in My hands and let him know I mean business, in My usual polite manner: "Look... I understand that you're not good for much... however, if you really want to get your things back, I suggest you make sure I can feel your tongue through the boot." I give his head a little encouraging push.
With My guidance, he does much better, and in the space of some ten minutes, My boots look shiny again. Apparently, he seemed to do OK as a bootlicker... but I hadn't really started. A few minutes later, as he sat at My feet, ideas came to My head as I pulled out My clamps and clips box.
"We're going to play a little game, you and I," I tell him, pulling out a pair of clover clams. "The object is simple: I'm going to put these clamps on your nipples. All you need to do, is keep them on for ten minutes. You do, and you get your phone back. You don't, and there will be... consequences." Without really waiting for his agreement, I put the clamps on his nipples, and order him to return to My boots. By this time, a few folks from the bar were looking on with interest.
I was surprised that a big boy like him could take the nipple pain, but six minutes had passed. From experience, the bigger boys tend to fall harder, but he was holding on pretty well. I smiled. I don't tend to lose. I reached in My box for a couple of weights and I added them to the chain. I toyed with them, pulling them, twisting them, playing with them... until he faltered and begged for them off, a mere minute from the end.
The first bout of consequences wasn't too bad. I announced I'd empty his wallet of physical cash, as well as write that he was a weakling on his body in Sharpie. At the last moment, I grabbed his nipples and began squeezing them, telling him I'd let go in exchange for the first digit of his PIN number. He didn't want to, but in less than a minute the pain was unbearable, and he gave Me the number.
I made him strip out of his pants to his jockstrap (which was a silly orange color) and led him downstairs, where he fetched Me another drink. As I sat on a high seat, and he sat on the floor, My boots rested on him as I downed the beer he brought. I enjoyed My new near-naked footrest, and grinding My boots into him was quite a relaxing activity, and I pulled out My Sharpie for some more exercise.
By this point, the main floor of the bar had filled up. More than a few people were looking on in interest, a few of them whispering among themselves, laughing at the chubby businessmen lying below My booted feet. I noticed one or two snap a couple of discreet pictures. He must have looked pretty ridiculous on the floor, in his tiny underwear, his body adorned with "Sissy" and "Whore." I decorated him with a few more slurs on his body and dragged him outside for another cigar. Outside, he serves as My ashtray again. The bar is in a side-street, yet still close enough to a well traveled avenue in the middle of Center City. It was well into the evening, and quite a few folks passed by, looking at the half naked man outside the bar, flesh written on, taking ash into his hands. I grinned and slapped some ash into his face, and ashed into his mouth.
Back inside, I paraded My prey around a little bit. A few of My friends had come to the bar, and were delighted by his appearance. I even suggested they go ahead and decorate him a little bit, as there was a LOT of room available. And I mean a LOT. And so they did.
On My end, I felt that the few drinks I had consumed were passing through Me, so when they were done, I grabbed the pig and dragged him into the bathroom, where I made him kneel near the urinal to watch Me piss. He looked so eager... I sent him out and grabbed a glass, in which I finished My business. Upon coming out, it seemed as though I had a full pint of beer. But I knew better.
He sat on the floor near our spot, holding it. Two guys next to him were pointing and laughing, so I walked over and offered they go on and do a little writing themselves! One of them laughed as he penned "Meaty" on one ass cheek, while the other drew and arrow on his ass with instructions to "Try Me." Back in our seat after they were done, I present the glass to him. Another little game: "Drink this within three minutes. All of it. Fail, and I'll have to get the next number from you." I wasn't even ten seconds done that he began chugging My piss like if it was the most delicious refreshment available. He finished the entire pint in 45 seconds, smiled at Me, and gave Me the second number.
I have to say, I was surprised. I knew he was a pig, but that was straight up hungry piss slut behavior. I felt that he was almost throwing Me a challenge, which I wasn't expecting. I smacked his stupid face and gave him a few kicks, and he yelped out the third number to stop Me. What a wuss! I know second-graders who are harder to bully.
The night was coming to a close, but was punctuated by My friend Maso, an incredibly attractive and hung pup, who brought Me a bottle filled with his own piss. I was quite delighted by all this: I had hoped a few of My yellow-flagging friends were going to show up for the evening, and was convinced none had come through. Watching him down that bottle like he couldn't get enough was very entertaining. If only I had thought to organize a group party... As Maso walked away, I slipped him the pig's car key, telling him to hold on to them for a bit.
Another drink later, it was time to go. I was running out of writing space on his body, and was growing tired. So I told him that if he wanted to go, all he had to do was give Me the final number of his PIN. In an almost inaudible murmur, he told. Triumphant, I walked Myself to the ATM in the bar, directly in front of him, and slid the card I have taken from him into the machine. It's so easy to do, punching in his PIN, taking a look at the different sums available. I knew I could have emptied it, and looking back on it, perhaps I should have. But I had been mildly entertained for the evening, and figured that the next day should be spent only with a little shopping and self pampering (hangovers and all that), so I withdrew a mere $100 from his checking account and tossed him back his card and clothes. I still had his wallet and phone in My pocket, and although it was late (much later than anticipated, in fact), I wasn't done.
We begin to head out to his car (of course he was going to drive Me home... he wants his things back, right?), and a few steps from the bar, I tell him that Maso has his keys. I order him to go in there, thank him, and beg for them back (I really should have specified he do it on his knees in the middle of the bar, but hindsight is always 20/20). I few minutes later, he returns, keys in hand.
We drive back to My neighborhood, making small talk on the way. I tell him that he will be accompanying Me to My home, but that I will not be letting him in. However, he can enjoy My company outside in the yard as I have another smoke. Fifteen to twenty minutes later, we arrive back to My neighborhood, and I lead him to a covered yard. I am now quite tired and not so much in the mood for a smoke anymore, but I desperately need to piss. I order him to remove all his clothes and kneel before Me. He is worried, and his eyes dart to the street, only a couple of yards down. This might as well be completely out in the open, and he hesitates. I remind him that he needs his things if he wants to return to Atlanta in the morning.
Still worried, he complies and kneels before Me, naked. I flash a smile as I start pissing: all over his face, on his chest, and his his open mouth. He is moaning, and jerking his tiny dick as I empty My bladder all over him. With a final moan, he cums just as I finish, and in a moment, My cock is back in My pants and he is sitting on the floor, naked, spent, and covered in piss. I laugh at how pathetic he looks and take a couple of pictures for posterity:
I throw his wallet back at him and tell him to piss off (#pun). He gathers his clothes and puts them back on, and realizes he's missing something. He looks up to see Me taking a look at his phone. It's a nice piece. The kind you can't get without a deposit... so I tell him just that and motion for him to follow Me. A few blocks down, I point at a local Chinese restaurant with an ATM in it and tell him to go in and withdraw $50 as a fine for leaving his phone around. He hesitates.
"Is there a problem?" I ask.
"Do I have a choice?" he replies.
I shake My head and smile. He walks in there, reeking, his shirt damp from My piss. Moments later, he returns, shoulders slumped, and money in his hand. He gingerly hands the cash to Me and I give him back his phone. I send him on his way and finally walk back to My own home.
Tomorrow, I'm going to dine on that pig's dime, and smoke his cigars. How kind of him to take Me out on a night on the town, and make sure My hangover is well taken care of the next day. Heh heh heh.
He arrived a tad late, something I had expected, as he has stopped to pick Me up a cigar at a local shop, and walked from there. We sat and briefly introduced ourselves properly. He handed Me a bag containing not one, but five cigars. Having paid attention to our conversation, three of them were Acid Blondies. I knew we were going to have a good start.
I ordered him to get Me a drink, and we shared some small talk. I looked at him. He was rather comical, in his suit, looking out of place. He was a big guy, had an eager face, and was polite. One thing I noted very quickly is that he couldn't tie a tie. Now, I am a bit of a stickler for that kind of thing, so I removed it and set it aside. He would learn later, but I certainly would not be seen with him wearing it the way he had it.
It was time to step outside. He set his beer to the side, and we proceeded to the alley. I sat on a step, with this quiet, eager man next to Me. I clipped and lit the cigar Myself (he had no experience), and his hands flew up in a bowl shape, ready to catch My ash. I smoked for a while, thinking, using My newfound ashtray. I dipped My fingers in the ash and brought them to his mouth, and without missing a beat, he eagerly sucked them clean. Oh, things were going to be fun tonight.
We headed back into the bar, and he went upstairs with Me. I asked him to fetch another drink, while I waited. He headed down the stairs to do so, and I noticed something on the table. That chubby moron has left his phone and wallet on the table. Personally, I was always told not to leave My things lying around, or they would be gone. So with a quick hand, I slipped both of these newfound treasures in My pocket. I knew that the wallet contained both his cards and hotel keys, and that the phone was the one issued by his job. He would need those back.
He came back with the beers, and a brief puzzled look upon noticing the disappearance of his valuables. He said nothing, so I told him very clearly that I had them. I offered he keep Me entertained to earn his things back, and started by making him take off his shirt and coat. He was fat and pale, and I couldn't imagine he'd be good at much (after all, if you're stupid enough to leave your things about, you're probably a grade A moron). Because trash belongs on the ground, I ordered him onto it. He would not get to sit in a chair for the rest of the evening.
I put My boot up to his face. "Lick it." I tell him. He tentatively sticks his tongue out, and begins running it across My leathers. "Make sure you get the treads." I specify.
He works them for a short while, but I quickly stop him. I grab his face in My hands and let him know I mean business, in My usual polite manner: "Look... I understand that you're not good for much... however, if you really want to get your things back, I suggest you make sure I can feel your tongue through the boot." I give his head a little encouraging push.
With My guidance, he does much better, and in the space of some ten minutes, My boots look shiny again. Apparently, he seemed to do OK as a bootlicker... but I hadn't really started. A few minutes later, as he sat at My feet, ideas came to My head as I pulled out My clamps and clips box.
"We're going to play a little game, you and I," I tell him, pulling out a pair of clover clams. "The object is simple: I'm going to put these clamps on your nipples. All you need to do, is keep them on for ten minutes. You do, and you get your phone back. You don't, and there will be... consequences." Without really waiting for his agreement, I put the clamps on his nipples, and order him to return to My boots. By this time, a few folks from the bar were looking on with interest.
I was surprised that a big boy like him could take the nipple pain, but six minutes had passed. From experience, the bigger boys tend to fall harder, but he was holding on pretty well. I smiled. I don't tend to lose. I reached in My box for a couple of weights and I added them to the chain. I toyed with them, pulling them, twisting them, playing with them... until he faltered and begged for them off, a mere minute from the end.
The first bout of consequences wasn't too bad. I announced I'd empty his wallet of physical cash, as well as write that he was a weakling on his body in Sharpie. At the last moment, I grabbed his nipples and began squeezing them, telling him I'd let go in exchange for the first digit of his PIN number. He didn't want to, but in less than a minute the pain was unbearable, and he gave Me the number.
I made him strip out of his pants to his jockstrap (which was a silly orange color) and led him downstairs, where he fetched Me another drink. As I sat on a high seat, and he sat on the floor, My boots rested on him as I downed the beer he brought. I enjoyed My new near-naked footrest, and grinding My boots into him was quite a relaxing activity, and I pulled out My Sharpie for some more exercise.
By this point, the main floor of the bar had filled up. More than a few people were looking on in interest, a few of them whispering among themselves, laughing at the chubby businessmen lying below My booted feet. I noticed one or two snap a couple of discreet pictures. He must have looked pretty ridiculous on the floor, in his tiny underwear, his body adorned with "Sissy" and "Whore." I decorated him with a few more slurs on his body and dragged him outside for another cigar. Outside, he serves as My ashtray again. The bar is in a side-street, yet still close enough to a well traveled avenue in the middle of Center City. It was well into the evening, and quite a few folks passed by, looking at the half naked man outside the bar, flesh written on, taking ash into his hands. I grinned and slapped some ash into his face, and ashed into his mouth.
Back inside, I paraded My prey around a little bit. A few of My friends had come to the bar, and were delighted by his appearance. I even suggested they go ahead and decorate him a little bit, as there was a LOT of room available. And I mean a LOT. And so they did.
On My end, I felt that the few drinks I had consumed were passing through Me, so when they were done, I grabbed the pig and dragged him into the bathroom, where I made him kneel near the urinal to watch Me piss. He looked so eager... I sent him out and grabbed a glass, in which I finished My business. Upon coming out, it seemed as though I had a full pint of beer. But I knew better.
He sat on the floor near our spot, holding it. Two guys next to him were pointing and laughing, so I walked over and offered they go on and do a little writing themselves! One of them laughed as he penned "Meaty" on one ass cheek, while the other drew and arrow on his ass with instructions to "Try Me." Back in our seat after they were done, I present the glass to him. Another little game: "Drink this within three minutes. All of it. Fail, and I'll have to get the next number from you." I wasn't even ten seconds done that he began chugging My piss like if it was the most delicious refreshment available. He finished the entire pint in 45 seconds, smiled at Me, and gave Me the second number.
I have to say, I was surprised. I knew he was a pig, but that was straight up hungry piss slut behavior. I felt that he was almost throwing Me a challenge, which I wasn't expecting. I smacked his stupid face and gave him a few kicks, and he yelped out the third number to stop Me. What a wuss! I know second-graders who are harder to bully.
The night was coming to a close, but was punctuated by My friend Maso, an incredibly attractive and hung pup, who brought Me a bottle filled with his own piss. I was quite delighted by all this: I had hoped a few of My yellow-flagging friends were going to show up for the evening, and was convinced none had come through. Watching him down that bottle like he couldn't get enough was very entertaining. If only I had thought to organize a group party... As Maso walked away, I slipped him the pig's car key, telling him to hold on to them for a bit.
Another drink later, it was time to go. I was running out of writing space on his body, and was growing tired. So I told him that if he wanted to go, all he had to do was give Me the final number of his PIN. In an almost inaudible murmur, he told. Triumphant, I walked Myself to the ATM in the bar, directly in front of him, and slid the card I have taken from him into the machine. It's so easy to do, punching in his PIN, taking a look at the different sums available. I knew I could have emptied it, and looking back on it, perhaps I should have. But I had been mildly entertained for the evening, and figured that the next day should be spent only with a little shopping and self pampering (hangovers and all that), so I withdrew a mere $100 from his checking account and tossed him back his card and clothes. I still had his wallet and phone in My pocket, and although it was late (much later than anticipated, in fact), I wasn't done.
We begin to head out to his car (of course he was going to drive Me home... he wants his things back, right?), and a few steps from the bar, I tell him that Maso has his keys. I order him to go in there, thank him, and beg for them back (I really should have specified he do it on his knees in the middle of the bar, but hindsight is always 20/20). I few minutes later, he returns, keys in hand.
We drive back to My neighborhood, making small talk on the way. I tell him that he will be accompanying Me to My home, but that I will not be letting him in. However, he can enjoy My company outside in the yard as I have another smoke. Fifteen to twenty minutes later, we arrive back to My neighborhood, and I lead him to a covered yard. I am now quite tired and not so much in the mood for a smoke anymore, but I desperately need to piss. I order him to remove all his clothes and kneel before Me. He is worried, and his eyes dart to the street, only a couple of yards down. This might as well be completely out in the open, and he hesitates. I remind him that he needs his things if he wants to return to Atlanta in the morning.
Still worried, he complies and kneels before Me, naked. I flash a smile as I start pissing: all over his face, on his chest, and his his open mouth. He is moaning, and jerking his tiny dick as I empty My bladder all over him. With a final moan, he cums just as I finish, and in a moment, My cock is back in My pants and he is sitting on the floor, naked, spent, and covered in piss. I laugh at how pathetic he looks and take a couple of pictures for posterity:
I throw his wallet back at him and tell him to piss off (#pun). He gathers his clothes and puts them back on, and realizes he's missing something. He looks up to see Me taking a look at his phone. It's a nice piece. The kind you can't get without a deposit... so I tell him just that and motion for him to follow Me. A few blocks down, I point at a local Chinese restaurant with an ATM in it and tell him to go in and withdraw $50 as a fine for leaving his phone around. He hesitates.
"Is there a problem?" I ask.
"Do I have a choice?" he replies.
I shake My head and smile. He walks in there, reeking, his shirt damp from My piss. Moments later, he returns, shoulders slumped, and money in his hand. He gingerly hands the cash to Me and I give him back his phone. I send him on his way and finally walk back to My own home.
Tomorrow, I'm going to dine on that pig's dime, and smoke his cigars. How kind of him to take Me out on a night on the town, and make sure My hangover is well taken care of the next day. Heh heh heh.
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My August schedule is can be found here.
Aviary is this Saturday.
AndroShare is next Monday.
AndroShare is next Monday.
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