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
The warm weather always brings Me a flurry of activity. I suspect the general atmosphere of late spring is actually quite beneficial to My general self.
First, I'd like to thank the folk who showed up to AndroShare: Spanking as Punishment. The goal of AndroShare was to get guys in a room together to talk. Because God knows, guys don't like to talk to each other, and I'll be damned if this has to go on like this. So I always like it when people come to these skillshares, because communication is key. With that said, Monday June 9th is the next installment... AndroShare: Rough Body Play. So come out for some fighting and kicking folks about! Please share and respond on Facebook and FetLife, as this is how information gets passed around!
Also, a major thank you to the folks who came out to both of My rope bondage classes. I always end up seeing a lot of people wanting to learn intro to rope, and that class always turns out full. It's nice to see a bunch of folks grab some basics. Yay education!
In other news, I met an individual recently from Los Angeles. Quite a nice fellow, and a kindred dark mind. Said fellow made the keen observation that a man of My stature not only would look fantastic in boots, but deserves such boots. I was a bit adamant at first: I have highly specific tastes, and I wanted to make sure that if this fellow was going to buy Me boots, they were going to look like they were made for Me. And so, My keen eye his recommendation found a pair that seemed fit.
I would say he made a good choice, didn't he? I mean, clearly these are boots that look like they exist to be on My feet. And I like useful things. And boots are useful, for walking. The decision was obviously clear. And so, he expended a small sum to make sure that the boots ended up in their rightful place.
Very eager to try the boots on and do a "field test" with them, I grabbed My lover, turned a camera on and put it off to the side, and we made magic. I am now beginning a new clip series named "Bedroom Eyes."
I wanted to try filming some clips with a more voyeuristic look, and no camera operator, particularly to capture the experience with My personal partners. The first attempt at this results in a 28-minute clip full of mild-medium boot play and boot worship, available on My Clips4Sale Studio, Carnaval Decadent. All the kicking, scraping, trampling and licking you could want, without it being too much for the newcoming voyeur.
You see, when you existence means little besides your ability to please another, then that's just what you should do. This LA fellow knew that boots belong on My feet (or his face), and so he provided. And in doing that, he has put Me in a good mood. And when I'm in a good mood, I get productive and post things, which in turn, benefits everyone who comes to find out things through Me.
There are some 22 free still available from the video on My FetLife photo page, with another 46 private ones, that will likely make it into an image collection at one point. Yay private stills! For now, here are My five favorite free ones:
I think this is the first in a series, as I personally really enjoyed how it turned out. You should likely check it out for yourself. I think the boots are excellent. Victor thought so as well, particularly against his ribs. :-D
I am still working on My June schedule. It's such a busy time, with Philly Pride, warm weather sessions, and general hustle-bustle that I'm still trying to work out My calendar! But as I said, this time keeps Me looking in the immediate, and I try not to plan ahead too much (I've had three newcomer sessions in the past two weeks, and have another scheduled for next Saturday... you try planning). However, there are some things that are for sure... I will be attending PrideDay 2014 in some capacity, I will definitely be out at the Trans* Health Conference, and you can catch Me at the Aviary, Suspension Night, and Asylum events as usual. Some things are bound to change, so be sure to check the link above for specific, which will be updated if things change.
I have no idea what else I was going to babble on. So that's it for now.
Between the events and meets I have been going to, I've had little time to update this blog, but it's time!
As usual this month, I have been going to Asylum 13, the Aviary (both the munch and the play party), and My usual Suspension Night on third Fridays. Remember that if you want to come meet Me at an event, a full schedule of them can be found on My website, on the Upcoming Events page.
The Aviary was particularly fun. I shaved My boy Stitch's head down and then watched him get his first needles by Goddess Thain. I am so happy to see that he is getting more involved in the community, and am proud of all the steps he has been taking recently. I also got a chance to do some needle play Myself on Leggatt, who can handle some extremely brutal pain. The result (twelve 18G needles stacked) is the picture above.
For those of you who follow My Facebook or Twitter, you have already seen many of the things that have happened this month. A pig was planning to set up a session with Me, but after checking with friends in the medical profession, he had to reschedule. He felt pretty bad about not being able to come and having taken up a couple of hours of My time planning, and as a gift of apology, he sent Me two gift. I am now the proud owner of a new Birdcage device, as well as a pound of Lapsang Souchong. The latter is a fine smoked tea from the Fujian province, and absolutely delicious. After having left London, I thought I would not really have a chance to drink any quality Lapsang, but this good pig spotted the bag listed on My Wishlist and sent it to Me. He did very well, and is welcome to contact Me to arrange for his session once he fully recovers. And the chastity device is wondrous, as I do tend to know some very well-endowed boys who do not fit in My CB-6000.
I have also come into contact with David Barton-Jay, kinkster and author of the beautiful book "The Enema as an Erotic Art and Its History." Mr. Barton-Jay kindly gifted Me a copy of his wonderful work, and I have been reading it intently. The book is truly beautiful and detailed, full of exciting stories, informative facts, and fine pictures detailing enemas as a practice throughout history. I highly recommend this volume to all fans of erotic enemas. There are less than seventy five copies of its third and final printing remaining, and so I strongly suggest you get one before it disappears completely. You will not be disappointed. In fact, I was reading it earlier, and Stitch took a very sexy picture of Me doing so. I found it a fitting thank you to the author, as well as a sexy hello to you, reader.
Other things have also happened, but this entry was to remind you of My upcoming classes. And so, here are said friendly reminders!
This Friday (September 27th) at 7 PM I will be teaching a spanking class. Curious about spanking? Come to this great intro class at the Kink Shoppe (126 Market Street) which will cover all of your basics, as well as some paddling. Are you an aspiring spanking Top? Bring your bottom and follow along! Are you a bottom that is curious about spanking? Stay to see how a properly spanked rear should look and feel! It is highly recommended you bring a partner to this class if you'd like to get some spanking practice in. I will be presenting with Mathamatic as My demo bottom, but will also have Katts and Cherry as "stunt asses" for anyone wanting to practice directly on a rear end, should they not have brought one with them. Both of these individuals are skilled spankees, and have kindly volunteered their time to make sure everyone gets some spanking in. What's that you say? You want to get spanked but do not wish to pair up with another workshop attendee? I will also be available to spank anyone coming, after class. You can get your tickets here, and you can let us know if you are coming through either Facebook or FetLife.
The following morning, Saturday September 28th, I will be at the Philadelphia Slut Walk. I am a fierce proponent of consent, and despise the rape and slut shaming culture of the times. If you strongly agree with these sentiments, I recommend you join Me at 11 AM in LOVE Park.
Finally, My most popular classes are back! Rope 101 and Rope 201 will be held on Friday October 25th and Sunday October 27th, respectively. Mark your calendars, and use the links on My Upcoming Events page to read more about them and purchase your tickets early. These two events are also listed on Facebook and FetLife, so hit them up if you are coming.
Tonight, I will be at the Bike Stop for a Philadelphians MC meeting, and tomorrow is a long day of shooting new Clips4Sale with the sexiest twink alive, Katts. Expect to see some flogging, spanking, and all of the sexy. If you are already a customer of My C4S studio, I will be sending you a personalized update log as soon as updates are ready!
PS: It looks like I may be getting a new computer soon, which means a drastic improvement on updates, especially photography, C4S, and blog. Hooray!
PPS: Oh, I almost forgot. I updated My specials for Autumn! Your first hour of needle play with Me at the dungeon can be reduced to $150 all the way through December 20th! Also, if you wish for a spanking, I have extended My out-call special as well: one hour spanking out-calls are available at the very reduced rate of $100! Hooray for red asses!
I would like to move away from the love letter to Myself that is this blog briefly to address a serious issue: consent
Too many times I hear horror stories of submissive men and women being subjected to nonconsensual abuse, simply because they believe that the adage "the Dominant is always right" is some kind of grandiose golden commandment of BDSM. A most recent story I heard involves a submissive boy being ordered to not speak in any capacity about his relationship with his Femdom to anyone else in the scene. When he protested, she answered simply that her word is law. I don't know about you, but that strikes up a major red flag for Me. Abuse often starts with the isolation of the victim. Needless to say, he is no longer in service to her, and I hope he has learned a valuable lesson.
I am going to say this yet again: the power behind BDSM lies in the fact that all activities are performed under consent. Anything else is abuse. If you truly believe that submissives have no rights, GO HOME. You lack the intellectual maturity to play this game.
A while ago, I stumbled across a document called "The boy's Bill of Rights." It perfectly encompassed what I felt about this issue, but it was very homo-centric. Contrary to popular belief, I rank between a 4 and 5 on the Kinsey scale (meaning that I am predominantly homosexual, but not exclusively so), and felt that these points could benefit from a tad bit of gender neutrality.
And so, here is My revised version, the submissive's Bill of Rights. Dominants are encouraged to post this to tell subs that They care about their rights, and subs are equally encouraged, to show others that they have no tolerance for abuse.
Every submissive has the right to have their body, intellect, and emotions protected by their Dominant.
Every submissive has the right to choose the Dominant whom they serve and to discontinue that service and take their leave without being subjected to physical, mental, or emotional abuse.
Every submissive has the right to be cared for, disciplined appropriately, and allowed to feel pride in their submission.
Every submissive has the right to protected sex if they so wish.
Every submissive has the right to privacy if they so wish. No submissive can be blackmailed, publicly humiliated, or physically coerced into service without their expressed desire to be so.
Every submissive has the right to defend themselves from physical, sexual, and emotional abuse.
Every submissive has the right to consent or not to consent to sexual activities.
Every submissive has the right to seek refuge, counsel, and advice from other submissives and Dominants without the expectation of sex, money, or any other service in return.
Every submissive has the right to a physically and emotionally available circle of friends.
Every submissive has the right to protect their own possessions and finances against intercession, theft, and non-consensual acquisition.
The heat has been awful, ne? I've been keeping cool and out of the sun by mercilessly beating a new arrival to kink and to My own inner circle, Stitch. He is quite fun, I must confess. Such masochism! Such range! It makes My sadistic little black heart smile. And he wrote Me a review:
Sir Brian is one of those rare people who brings His craft to the level of art. He is a professional in every sense of the word, from his spoken word to the deliberate manner in which He will set His implements on the table while you await the fate He has in store for you. Prior to meeting Sir Brian, I had only engaged in casual exploration of BDSM, but Sir Brian patiently and expertly introduced me to the many sensory experiences that were awaiting me in His world. He is true to His word: He will respect your limits and tolerances, while expertly pushing the boundary just far enough to make each experience unforgettable. In His skilled hands, you will feel dualities of emotion beyond what you thought possible: agony and ecstasy, pain and pleasure, fear and comfort,all enveloped in a euphoria that will overtake your body in new and unexpected ways. I hesitated for some time before initiating my first scene with Him, and it is those lost hours due to my own fear and vacillating that comprise my only regret.
Isn't that nice? Somebody earned themselves more savage beatings!
Apologies to those of you who have been worried. My life has gone completely upside down in the past week or so.
I pondered how to write something that would be clear, concise, and express exactly what I feel while protecting Me and Mine. I have not come up with a proper way of doing so.
In the past week, I have been physically assaulted as well as extorted for over $1700 by My psychotic ex-roommate. Now, fairly, I did owe him some $850. However, the OTHER $850 come from the inability of this individual to take no for an answer.
I admit it, I stuck My dick in crazy. Funny, isn't it? I champion not sticking your dick in psychos, yet that is exactly what I did. And when I told psycho that I was not interested in him in a romantic sense, that's when shit started going down.
It all started with a phone call last Saturday, when attending a private event. Truly, the discomfort had started earlier in the week, but that's when I was faced with an ultimatum. One that I was fine with, but that forced Me to put a deadline down on monies owed. I was confident that I could come to an agreement with this crazy motherfucker. Turns out that when things got physical between us and he threatened My livelihood, as well as the life of one of My play partners and My One, I knew I had to leave, even if I didn't have an immediate place to go.
And that´s what I did. The entire situation was not only becoming psychologically and physically dangerous, but was simply getting worse by the second. I left without knowing where I would sleep that night. So right now, I am in an extremely twisted situation. I am still taking sessions, although not same-day appointments until further notice. Additionally, I will not be updating this blog or My profiles much in the next couple of weeks, perhaps even a month. I have given My website an update, including the events I will be attending, as well as My seasonal specials, but that will likely be how it remains for the rest of the month.
I will be doing bondage demos all day on July 6th, during Old City District's Inside Out. Come enjoy yourself throughout the day, and then join Me at 4:30 PM for a mini workshop: Bedroom Rope: Bondage for Sex. I will also be be joined by Echo, of EchosFire.com, who will be doing fire massage demonstrations. He will also be running his own workshop, "Art of the Fire Massage" at 7 PM.
Be sure to stop by and make Me smile, I need it.
Here are a few pointers to close things off:
1.) Don't stick your dick in crazy, much less codependent, drug-addicted crazy.
2.) When offered things of any sort, refuse them. Before you know it, you're running a tab you were unaware of.
3.) Don't stick your dick in crazy.
4.) Remember Micah 7:5 - Trust ye not in a friend, put ye not confidence in a guide: keep the doors of thy mouth from her that lieth in thy bosom.
5.) Don't stick your dick in crazy.
6.) Never forget when your loved ones are threatened. When they are, keep that close to your heart, even if your vengeance takes years to exact. Nobody touches what is Mine and gets away with it. Not for long, anyway. Tee hee!
7.) Don´t stick your dick in crazy.
8.) When the person you live with calls you an amoral sociopathic heathen, it's time to go. If they've told you that they are sending friends to drive-by your home every hour, you are too late.
9.) Don't stick your dick in crazy!!
And because no post is complete without at least a pretty picture, here is one of a recent Asylum 13. The handsome young man on the right is Echo, in fact. As of late, he's been coming to events with Me and offering his service (since I'm usually running around like a headless chicken). If you see us out together, be sure to chat him up about his excellent fire massage services! Seriously, the fellow is talented.
PS: Regarding My situation, anyone who asks Me face to face will be provided with full description and stats if they wish, to avoid the crazy fucker I just left. Trust Me, it's way easier to fall for his bullshit than you'd think. I'm the second person he's done this to in the past couple months. The first had to file a police report, and from what I understand, still does not have her property back.
So guess who had a very successful rope class? That's right, I did! Thanks to all who attended. I will definitely now do a 202 class for those who attended and those wishing to learn techniques above elementary rope. Here are a couple of pictures:
As My demo, I used the lovely and lithe Katts who was a wonderful sport, even when I teased him a bit. He did very good, and I am quite proud of him. We also discussed video work together and both him and his girlfriend seemed game, so keep your eye out for some hot clips featuring a lot of beating mixed with a good bit of this:
I'm such a horrible tease. And I'm going to fuck that beautiful skinny straight boy up. Look, doesn't My collar already look perfect on him?
By the way, if you've not gone either to the First Friday demo or the rope class, you are missing out. In fact, since Kink Shoppe is not too far from Me, I'm often there just hanging out and playing with Myself a good deal. I mean, BY Myself, excuse Me. In fact, I recently did a little compilation on YouTube of different people's Vine videos which I found and put together.
As you can see, you've been missing a lot of things.
Just last night, I went to the Bike Stop, where a gentleman was celebrating his 31st birthday. Because I always have My toys with Me when I go out, I gave him a sound birthday beating. However, I went past thirty-one, because the little painslut was really loving it. After 45, I realized that another few hits might have been more than he bargained for in the morning, so I did stop. I did have a great amount of fun though, and was complimented by a few nice gentlemen on My lovely form.
It did remind Me of something that I have mentioned repeatedly, although most FetLifers know this already: if I have not felt it first, I do not dish it. I will always bottom at least once to what I top with.
In fact, on very rare occasions, when things aren't going very well for Me in the great turmoil that is My brainmeats, I will seek peace and quietude by taking pain, usually in an unusual situation or setting. This is exactly what I did on Thursday at Asylum 13, when I suspended Myself upside down and blindfolded, and let Gabriel Drax, organizer and grand pasha of flogging, beat Me with his particularly nasty dragontail. The results, as can be seen on the left, were harsh (at least for Me, who does not enjoy pain per se). But what was nice was the bit of mental peace that followed. See? This is exactly what happens when you don't follow Me around: I get half naked and writhe about like sandtrout, and you have no clue until it's too late. Oh well.
So what has My brainmeats in turmoil? A couple things. First, the computer I have been using since My own computer exploded is going back to its rightful owner. I have been using it for four months now, and it has served Me very well, but all good things must come to an end.
I do own two other computers, so I will still be posting, booking sessions, and making Myself available regularly to answer questions and fill the internet with My babble, but that is not the issue:
In short, it looks like My fetish pornography empire is not going to be as prolific as I thought. It's always one step forward and two steps back. I'm getting really fucking sick of all this bullshit which interrupts My groove.
Let's also add to that issue the fact that some pretty pernicious rumors have been started about Me, which are causing Me strife and calling My morality and motives in question. So I'll speak to two people right now publicly:
To Individual Number One: If someone claims I said something, the correct action to do is to directly come to Me an confront Me like an adult. I have no interest in lying to anyone, as that take away from My well-known neutrality. It's what I have based My entire reputation on, so trust, it's not going to shift any time soon. Also, I have quite the way with words, and those who have taken even five minutes of their lives to know Me can easily distinguish things I say from things others claim I say. I also have no interest in shitting where I eat, by the way.
This next bit is to Individual Number Two, and had no bearing on what I said to Number One: If you decide that you are going to be a negative force trying to destroy Me (either because you do not like Me or are jealous of Me), be assured that I will find you. And I will ruin every bit of your life. Your very name will be a synonym for distrust, unfaithfulness, and damage; and I will make it My personal pleasure to make sure that your very existence as an agent of anything good is destroyed, even across oceans. And if you don't think that can happen, try Me, bitch.
Yelan abo taareesak to a good portion of the scene, by the way. Before speaking, be sure that My eyes and ears are not around. It's the least you can do before digging your own grave.
I had a lovely chat with Goddess Cleo earlier today, and while I stated I did not wish to return to England just yet, I'm now really considering it: I miss London a great deal. Now that was a place where people were honest and upfront, and where social standing was based purely on skill and knowledge, not who you rub elbows with or gossip about.
Now if you will excuse Me, I have a party to get ready for and attend.
As I had mentioned before here, on other networks, and live, the opening of this page was supposed to be a BIG deal for Me. I was going to bombard the web with preview videos, shake things up on social networks, blah blah blah... However, dealing with many of these sites has been a complete nightmare, to such an extent that I feel no happiness at having completed it, and am no longer interested in the fanfare.
Clips4Sale is a ridiculously simple service to use, but sometimes lacks a bit of honesty when it comes to answering questions directly. Little things I wish I had known before putting Myself out there. But C4S has been great as a server. My major issue these past few days has been with xTube. After uploading all of My preview clips onto My xTube page, My account was shut down without warning or explanation (hmm, sounds like Tumblr to Me). After hounding them like an animal, I finally got an answer as to why. I quote:
"You are not allowed to circulate external URLs anywhere on this site. Although Xtube does provide free content for our users, Xtube is not a free advertising platform for competitors' websites.
If you'd like to reinstate your account then please read and agree to comply to the terms of use of the site."
I find that to be incredibly humorous, seeing how xTube is mostly comprised of advertisement and preview videos for major porn companies, all which link out to other websites. That, and the fact that their Terms of Use, which I have read carefully, do not openly mention such a rule, but leave it purposefully unclear. I do not have the time to fight or to argue with them, and so, I have sent them a letter asking them to please remove My account, as I have no interest in working with a company that favors the big producers over independent pornographers.
I have sent a message to xHamster, who not only support independent producers, but also have an affiliates program. They have not gotten back to Me yet. Hopefully they will do so soon enough.
Until then, I invite you to check out the folder on My Google Drive, and download any preview video you want. Spread them, send them, share them, upload them... I really do not care. Whenever I have them on a real porn server, I will announce it.
The Gizmo card restriction should be lifted in a week or two. If you are so inclined to purchase any clips, I would appreciate if you did so after the fact, as Gizmo is notoriously slow. Thanks.
Here's a little video of someone who did not do quite as told. Originally, I suppose it was just meant for Me, but as usual, if things are not to My standard, I do not take kindly to them. I have attached a note to the lazy slut in question, so do scroll down to read the English version!
ORIGINAL FRENCH MESSAGE : (scroll down for English)
When I give you an order, you follow it. When you contacted Me a while back, begging for My control, I warned you I have a standard of excellence. I told you that the consequences would be dire if your performances were less than stellar, and that I had no issue showing to the world just how depraved you are if I found you in the least displeasing.
You know I have had trouble with My computer as of late, and I have been somewhat absent from My postings. However, never think that I will not take extra time to put someone in their place. So you can consider this to be your warning. When you asked Me what I desired from you, your instructions were clear: I find there to be something primal about fear of exposure and public performance, and so I demanded you take a little drive and jerk off for Me. A clever and dilligent boy would have made an attempt to impress Me, as opposed to sending Me what I can only call boring, generic, and unexciting. Come on, queer boy, shouldn't you at least present yourself hard for Sir?
And so, as punishment for your complete lack of effort, I have taken the liberty to upload the video to a public porn server, so that others may see exactly what I found so disappointing in you. You are well aware that I hold a lot more information on you, and that your sensitive professional position and life stand to take a very large blow if you don't step up your game.
Finally, let Me repeat the orders that were given to you, so we avoid any unpleasantness that may arise in the future. You are to send Me one public masturbation video per week, each time varying your location. You will either be plugged or working your ass with a dildo, and you are to speak to Me and reveal your fantasies as you do so. You will cum, and you will thank Me for allowing you to to so, and for allowing you to share.
Perform to My liking, and this post will fade away into the past. Hell, perform admirably, and I may even remove this video altogether. Perform poorly, and I will have to reveal a bit more about you each time. Do not worry, I am sure you will do fine on your next try. Fail Me, and we may have to begin discussing others ways to keep Me satisfied while keeping your information out of the public eye.
So the laptop is going through it's last few days. My One got a great deal on a brand new Acer, but it didn't agree with our install of Windows 8 (according to the interwebs, the issue was one of those one in an million deal, so of course the Universe wants Me to have the experience). Reverting back to Windows 7 terrified the poor piece of hardware, and it completely forgot it's wifi drivers. My One in the process of trying to get it back in working order, while the old computer threatens to bring down Armageddon upon our home. However, I am finally accessing a computer and doing all the things I have been neglecting.
I have done some major updating to My website and pages, adjusting and clarifying information. Hopefully, in a few days, I will be back on track with a computer that connects to the internet and doesn't trigger nuclear fallout. Meanwhile, here are some news, as well as some paragraphs addressing a lot of questions that I have received lately:
I recently had two wonderful evenings at The Bike Stop, Philadelphia's only gay leather bar. My first evening was an absolute delight, spent with a gentleman we will call Nast. Nast has been a good gentleman and friend, and he came down to Philadelphia from upstate New York for a temporary exhibit he missed back home. We has some very stimulating conversation, and as usual, when you leave Me too long with My toys, I got a bit publicly bondagy. For some reason, I don't think he minded... I know I didn't!
Then, just this Saturday, I stopped in for the Liberty Bears social and Excelsior NYC night. The place was packed, and I met a whole bunch of fascinating wonderful people. I also got to smack a couple of cute boys around, so I'm not complaining. :-) The evening was finished off at the Broad Street Diner with pup Wolfy and boy Josh, where we unexpectedly ran into MORE kinksters! I was pretty surprised. Kink is taking over Philadelphia!
I mention this because so many people have said they were never sure how to approach Me through phone or e-mail. This is one of the main reasons that I am out and about at so many events and places around town: it's a fantastic way to meet Me and ask Me any questions you may have. Pick My brain! As long as you are generally polite, I can always talk! In fact, let Me remind you of My regular public availability:
Every Thursday, I am at Asylum 13, Delaware's only kinky industrial night (quite frankly, I don't know of any other local kinky industrial nights, so it's pretty fucking special!). I am usually found in the middle of the dance floor, rigging up beautiful half-naked beauties through the air (the photo above is of Arwen, our gorgeous regular flyer!). Since this is My big rope night, I do not have vast amounts of social time or time to play, however, if you catch Me between flights, I always have a few minutes to talk. And you never know if I have time for... anything else, so give it a go! If you enjoy interesting haircuts, wild industrial and metal, and sexy kinky fun, this is definitely the place for you! And only twenty minutes from Philly, so definitely worth it! Mojo 13 is located at 1706 Philadelphia Pike in Wilmington, Delaware (19809), and the night goes from 9 PM to 1 AM, and it's some of the best drink specials in the area as well!
Every second Saturday of the month, I am at The Aviary, Philadelphia's best public BDSM play party! Once a month, kinksters take over the Arts Garage (1533 Ridge Ave, Philadelphia, PA 19130) for some ontological deconstruction. This is a relaxed and fun event, focused on socializing and playing as opposed to dancing and music. Both upstairs rooms are filled with kinky furniture to appease every fantasy! Come as you are or dress in your finest leather, The Aviary is extremely friendly, the chilled out atmosphere being perfect for the newcomer. The cover is $20 per person. I do work a short early shift as Dungeon Monitor and I do tend to run around quite a bit during this time, but as soon as I am done, I am ready to play (and usually have at least one brief scene)! Not sure if you'd like to see Me or just want to talk? Just approach Me!
Please remember that these are public social events, and as such, are not sex-positive. They are also not hook-up clubs full of loose-moraled people just waiting to spank you and fuck you. I have had no problem throwing out individuals from public events before, and I have no problem doing it again if I deem that you have come with nefarious intentions.
If you wish to reserve some time specifically for guaranteed public play with Me, I suggest you let Me know at least a few days in advance. You will be expected to attend the party and serve Me in a submissive capacity for the evening (fetch Me drinks, carry My supplies, give Me a massage should I need it, etc.). Serving Me is not a hard task, and if I am pleased with your service, I will reward you with a scene within your interests. A great way to get your feet wet!
I'd like to make note of something that happened at Asylum 13. I am known for My dry, barren humor and My very unfazed attitude. However, last Thursday, I was very impressed when a very good looking young man approached Me for a chat. Although he has a name he prefers, until he confirms it with Me, I shall call him Eru. As it turns out, we seemed to have similar interests on the sadist/masochist scale of things. We decided to maybe try a little play: I always like beating cute boys! Because I was rigging all night and (as I said before) had little time to play, we delayed everything to the very end of the night. My friends, the next 20 minutes I spend beating the living Hell out of his were positively magical. It is a rare thing when a masochist tires Me out or surprises Me. I don't consider Myself king of all Sadists, but I'm not a stranger to My partners hitting "Yellow," and quite frankly, I know most of My partners' limits. I was amazed to see that Eru did not seem to have many, when it came to pain. The picture you see to your right is his back after some 20 minutes of crop and dressage whip. And My arm was a little tired. A brave boy. I was proud of him, even though we had only met less than a couple of hours before. Good pain sluts do gain respect with Me. After our scene, we had a brief chat. As it turns out, Eru is an ex-kinkster trying to get back into the lifestyle, and also an ex-pornstar. And he's looking to return to erotic films from the kink point of view. We are in early stages of discussion, but be sure to keep an eye out! It seems Eru may be joining Me on some hot clips for My Clips4Sale studio (which I have been delaying the opening to for a while, I realize... get over yourself and wait)!
While on the subject, I'd like to remind all potential visitors and fans that I am constantly looking for new faces and hot new sessions for My budding media empire (videos, erotic photos, and artistic shots). If you find that My demanded tribute is steep, I do urge you to consider asking Me about participating in My videos. If you assist Me, I will happily lower or even waive My demands. Not model material but still want to play? Still finding it a struggle? I am not only looking for subs, you know! Do you have a sexy location I can use? Are you a photographer or videographer looking for some experience and a close up intimate look at BDSM? You can still serve a purpose! So contact Me, and I am sure we will find some mutually beneficial agreement...
I would also like to remind potential visitors that My tribute tends to drop if you do some of My shopping for Me. Collected tributes go to the upkeep of My wardrobe, the maintenance of My dungeon space, and the fresh stock of My toys and supplies. However, running around and setting apart the time for the items that I need is a boring and tedious task for Me, and I would rather be doing 10,000 other things. So how can you simplify My life, and in doing so enrich your own? Take a look at My Amazon Wishlist. On it are tons of items that I have My eye on. Surely, some of them are simply vanity things that would please Me greatly, but if you sort them by priority, you will find that there are some items that I need, stat. Getting some of those items for Me would please Me immensely, and would likely have Me look favorably upon you. The lucky sub who brings Me or sends Me both the COLT and the Trinity Vibes anal training sets (a total of six plugs) might not only be rewarded by getting to break them in, but will find that My demands for their tribute have been generously halved for their session! That seems to be a fine arrangement, don't you agree?
A note about third-party involvements during sessions: a few of the requests I receive may benefit involvement from a third, actively sexual party. Personally, I prefer My sessions to not be split that way, but it is sometimes the best way to go! I know a sissy fag cocksucker or two who are ready to graduate from practice cock to the real man-meat. They might have been champions at sucking and getting fucked by Big Red, one of the popular strap-ons of the Chamber a couple times. Should I feel satisfied that their bedside skill will not be an embarrassment (only the best behaved and diligent boys get the privilege of servicing My friends), I may consider putting them to the test. However, I'm sure that My horny friends have better to do than to get sucked off by an amateur, and I like to keep My perfect image. Impress Me in your training sessions, and I will think about it. Although third-party involvement is at My choice and discretion, and although My tribute stay the same if I do chose to test-run a submissive slut, I strongly suggest that you show your appreciation if it happens: Tipping is not a city in China. This is not as much for Myself as it is for My guests, who may have dropped in for a brief five minutes originally and ended up staying an hour, willing to give you a chance. Should one find you worthy of letting you near Him or Her, demonstrate that you value Their time like you do with Me. It will be noted (by both Them and I), and you may be rewarded.
Finally, I'd also like to remind visitors and fans that I am available for more than just one-on-one sessions. I also do enjoy sessions with sub/sub couples or friends. I also always find co-topping someone's lover with them to be extremely enjoyable. If I am not doing a session, I am also available to teach and train single and/or partnered individuals in the finer arts of BDSM, free of standard protocols. Since My tribute is mostly geared at compensating My valuable time and fine skills, it does not increase if I am playing with a couple (or even a trio, mmmh...). Finally, if neither a session nor training is what you seek, I am also an alt-sex consultant and advisor, and offer those services as well at excellent rates, again free of protocol. I, of course, will protect your confidentiality. Sometimes, you don't need to be bound in a sleepsack with a fucksaw raping your hole. Sometime... you just need a person to talk to.
Remember how pup Loki was distracting Me during My last post? He succeeded quite admirably: I completely forgot to mention that fellow blogger Boots LS (who I wrote about some time ago when I read a wonderful story about boot worship he authored) wrote a wonderful piece inspired by Me called Bastinado Bondage. It's sexy and delicious, and involves some of My favorite things: inverted suspension, falaqa punishment, and wax. You should definitely check it out and let him know you liked it!
On a completely different endnote, I scrapped the videos of Asylum 13 that I was going to upload independently, and chose to put several of My suspensions together in a single video... since I get new footage every week, I may keep doing it this way to avoid overcrowding My channel. So here is the first video of multiple suspension. You know how you could see this live, right? That's right, attend Asylum 13, which I mentioned earlier in this article.
Thanks for sticking all the way through this beast of a ridiculously long post. As I said, wanted to get a lot out there. See how much I care?
This was almost too good. I want to frame this one. It's a pity My previous blog was shut down with no ability to regain most of My previous posts (FUCK YOU, TUMBLR!). Because this has to be one of the crowning achievements of advertising response, and I wish it could join the ranks with the rest of them. However, this is the first "Rude Email" series post I do, so I'm actually also quite happy it's this excellent.
I post ads everywhere. In all of My ads, I specify that I'm looking for visitors to My dungeons or people to teach. I also specify no organic sexual contact, usually three times in My ad, to be sure there is no confusion. My ad is clear, concise about what I expect (an attempt at proper writing, a polite approach, and... oh yeah, no sex). Those who fail epically get quickly shut down and posted here to have an example made out of them. Be warned. Welcome to the Rude E-mail series.
Cue this guy. As usual, My personal thoughts are in parentheses and italicized.
All I receive is a huge big black cock shot. No name, no siggy, no message. Just a cock. A big, black one. Of course, this is a POV shot, because I'm sure he's quite lonely from the lack of human communication, so he likely cannot find someone to take the picture for him.
Fun fact: this is the second time he's sent a message, and the second time I turned him down. This time, I decided to push it a little bit and see if I could get him to say something particularly stupid. It took almost no prompting.
Me: Dude, we've talked about this. Unless you're looking to have Me pierce it or hurt it, we're not going to get along.
Him: I'm fine with that (really? Do come in. I'm running a castration special!)
Me: Then you know what, with all due respect, read a God damned ad before you reply to it. Said I wanted a polite respectful MESSAGE and that I wasn't interested in sex partners or personal BDSM partners outside of the adult industry or My social circles. Him: Fuck you WHITE TRASH!!! Watch your back! Btw your blocked from this email (wow... texbook for projection, aren't ya?) Me: Dude. It's not your race at all. Seriously. I'm not even fully white, I'm mixed. I'm just not looking to hook up with anyone. My ad pretty much says it: I'm looking to teach people or network with them because I work in S&M. For real. I got a man and he's the only one I fuck. Nothing against your race, it's just because you came off rude. I just said no to a whiteboy who also sent Me his cock shot with no message. (look at Me, I feel your plight, I misspelled "white boy" as a single word to relate to you! By the way... I am mixed, according to racial classification in the US) Him: Fuck off! I have a man also! Wasn't even looking for sex! Good day Me: Is that so? Let's start over then. (I'm fascinated by your strange culture of origin! I wish I lived in a place where a greeting was expressed by non-consensual flashing) Him: For what? You already showed me your true colors? Even though I sent a dick picture I was looking for friends! Have a good one
So that was amazing. I thought I was in the Twilight Zone, and I ended up taking like... and hour to reply a single sentence, just because of how bewildered I was. Unfortunately, the rest of the conversation was him calling Me a faggot (what?) and Me being like "Buh?" No real glory there to post, I'm afraid. Just your average moron.
On a completely different note, I had a CBT and sounding session today that left Me with an interesting idea for a general post, which I'm going to toss onto FetLife as well (for those of you readers on FetLife, you know only My "proper" writings are up on there), so it's bound to be interesting...
This weekend was Philadelphia Leather Pride Weekend as well as The Aviary. Although I did not go to the main PLPN event, I did attend Kinky Karnival at the Bike Stop on Friday. I showed up at the bar with My toy bag and asked a couple of Philadelphians MC members if I could demo some stuff. Apparently, two of their performers had last minute cancelled, so they were quite happy to let Me have a massage table station all to Myself.
Christ, that was like a kinky assembly line (or as a friend recently put it, BDSM meets Henry Ford). I spent most of the evening spanking hot asses of all shapes, colors, and genders, and dripping hot wax on naked bodies. God knows, I was dead tired by the end. Must have topped 10 to 15 people. But I met a whole bunch of ladies and gents, handed out some cards, and had an all-out wondrous time!
IF YOU WERE AT THE KINKY KARNIVAL AND WERE ONE OF THE GENTLEMEN WHO TOOK PICTURES OF ME, PLEASE E-MAIL THEM TO ME AT YOUR CONVENIENCE. I HAVE NO SHOTS FROM THAT NIGHT.
Of course, though, there is no rest for the wicked, so I got home quite late and ended up only getting a little bit of sleep, as I had to clean all of My toys for last night's Aviary. I had a lot planned for My birthday Aviary, so I split My dungeon monitoring shift into two, so I could get what I wanted to do in.
I was so happy not to be rushed.the way I usually am at some events. I got a chance to do more relaxed scenes that I wanted to do, and it was so fun! I played with My favorite masochist, Leggatt (who will be joining Me at next week's Diabolique Ball as My supplicant), and did a wonderful ribbon corset on his (manly) chest. Take a look at all this sexiness:
I quite enjoy needle play at public events, because it gives Me a chance to sit and talk to My subject face to face, while doing what I consider to be sensuous bodywork. I find it to be intensely personal, reminding Me of a sounding or a bare-handed spanking.
Anyway. After that, I got a chance to tie two ladies together in an intense bondage-hug and whip their bare backs simultaneously. They yelps and moans coming from both of them as they supported each other through the ordeal was extremely sexy, and got a couple of onlookers. The singletail is by far My favorite corporal punishment weapon. I'm really hoping to save it to eventually have My own Victor Tella.
Later on, I got to spank a lovely Francophone ass. Speaking My birth language again was quite a surprise, and I really enjoyed Myself, as demonstrated by this vry srs picture:
See? Being Domly is SRS BSNS! Tee hee. My evening ended with a coffee long conversation about life, the Universe, and everything with a lovely newcomer lady. T'was a good time!
See? I do get busy at public events and have My fun. I'd like to take a moment before finishing up this post to say a thing or two about the subject: I'm not that much of a hard-ass. If you approach Me respectfully through e-mail, call, or even a public, event, I will gladly speak to you and even maybe play with you if you have spare time. However, if you rudely call Me, leave Me sloppy messages through e-mail or phone, and then expect that you're going to get Me to develop ANY interest in you, you are sadly mistaken. As a warning, I will actually post up two of My most recent conversations to demonstrate this. My thoughts are in parentheses and italicized.
For this first gentleman, it was on MeetMe, a ridiculous clone of MySpace which I will NOT be linking to, because I hate them. The only reason I even have an account there is because it allows for localized friendships, and I can add about 20 people within 50 miles of Myself every day. Besides that, it's not really a site I use at all, mainly due to the general IQ of 70 that permeates the whole place. Mind you, I express My displeasure very clearly about the site, so most people contacting Me have heard Me bitch about how people interact online.
Rudy McDouchestein: Hi Me: (*blinksblink* You're nineteen and living at home in Ontario. Why are you talking to Me? Ahhh... perhaps you have a relevant question... I'll play along...) Hello. Rudy McDouchestein: Sup hottie :) Me: (Strike one! But I'll disregard because you probably don't know better, even though the tone of My response and MY FUCKING PROFILE are a clue...) I'm doing pretty well, yourself? Rudy McDouchestein: I am good :) (Your conversation's fascinating, please go on. I am riveted and may throw Myself at you at any moment!) Rudy McDouchestein: Hot chest babe Me: Wow. See, I let "hottie" go because I thought it a slip-up. But I'm glad you've made no effort to actually read My profile, which links you to My website, which links you to the following sentence:
Respect: I am Sir Brian. Never dude, man, bud, etc. Never fail to address Me properly before speaking to Me or at the beginning of a communication. My preferred form of address is “Sir” or "Boss."
Granted, that's to the people who come to see Me under My protocol. HOWEVER. EVEN if that protocol doesn't apply to you, "babe" is rude in the normal world to say to a stranger as well. I always say that if you wouldn't say it to Me while meeting Me out at an event, don't approach Me with it online. If you still think it's OK, perhaps you just attend unsavory events.
I'm really not this much of a cunt if you're polite.
Good day,
-Sir Brian
Clearly, I didn't get a response. In fact, I think he ran away from Me pissing himself. Was I unfair? I don't think so. If you don't approach Me politely, then I'm not interested in talking. Last I checked, animals don't talk, so if you behave like one, I will treat you like one.
My second message was actually through text after a failed phone connection. It went a little something like this... I decided to forgo the parentheticals, as it's pretty clearly not in need of any explanation:
Me: Hello. Unrealistic Painpig: Hello Me: Who is this? Unrealistic Painpig: Knife play? Me: Uh.... yes? Unrealistic Painpig: Can you make really deep cuts on my dick? Me: Not too deep. Not looking to make a problem either. May I suggest needle play if it's intense CBT you like. And you might want to work on manners. Next time I ask you a question, you answer. [ten minute pause] Finishing a conversation or an inquiry is something else that you need to look into. Unrealistic Painpig: Tnx Me: So who are you? Unrealistic Painpig: I am an angel Me: Are ya now? Unrealistic Painpig: Yes Me: Uh-huh. An angel into CBT? Unrealistic Painpig: Knife play. Me: I see. But you want marks. Unrealistic Painpig: What? Me: Knife marks. Cuts. Unrealistic Painpig: Very deep cuts. Yes or no? Bitch. Me: Uh, not if I can't establish your psychological state. So if you want this, you should work on answering Me properly. If you can't amp up your fucking manners as well as learn to talk rationally, I'm going to assume you don't actually know what you want and can't consent. Good day.
Do I really ask that much? I sometimes wonder if I do. Hmmmm. Perhaps a lobotomy is in order. Blah. Anyway. Remember that Diabolique Ball 2012 is next Saturday, and I will be Dungeon Monitor at the beginning of the night, as well as performing at the end of the night with the studly Leggatt. Come see him get whipped to enlightenment. After all, pain and suffering is a path to God, or so think the Catholics.
Ooooooh! Also! I will be briefly in NYC on Wednesday, November 14th. Yes, that's next Wednesday. I was originally taking the day to Myself, but have decided to accept session requests. If you wish for a session, you can e-mail Me before Wednesday and see if I have time for you.
As you already know from My first post, My Tumblr account was shut down just recently. I am trying to get it back up, but I have little faith in Tumblr, and so I quickly decided to repost all of the major articles and writings that I have a backup for right here on My BlogSpot, so that newcomers may read them if they choose to.
A few days ago, several boysluts lacked the balls to call to cancel their appointments with me, and have grossly wasted My time. How have I dealt with them? Simple: I have banned them from the dungeon and refuse their out-calls.
So why am I writing this? Simple. A boy made an appointment yesterday for a session this weekend. Earlier this evening, I received a message from him, profusely apologizing and telling me he was not going to be able to make it in to his session. I think he expected Me to chastise him for wasting My time.
I did not.
If anything, his dedication and politeness showed Me that he was genuine and that his apology was sincere. I thanked him for letting Me know in advance, and invited him to reschedule his session at his convenience.
As I said, I have no issue if you cancel your appointment with Me, as long as you do so in advance. Doing so shows sincerity and politeness.
One small detail: If you cancel your session with Me three times, I will ask you for a $50 non-refundable GreenDot deposit if you choose to rebook a fourth time. I can understand a single cancellation. Hell, even a second one. Things happen. But a third time makes me doubt your dedication and respect for My time.
As you already know from My first post, My Tumblr account was shut down just recently. I am trying to get it back up, but I have little faith in Tumblr, and so I quickly decided to repost all of the major articles and writings that I have a backup for right here on My BlogSpot, so that newcomers may read them if they choose to.
These are My Ten Commandments if you wish to come see Me. I had been toying around with the idea of writing My own list of rules and requirements for sessions so that everyone could see. Most are simple and common sense, but it seems that people are idiots. Failure to abide by these rules will result in the incursion of My wrath. Repeated transgressions will result in My throwing you out of the dungeon.
Honesty: You MUST tell the truth at all times, even if you can not or will not follow a direct order. Even if I will “never know that you are lying.” First of all, I will know. Second of all, trust can not be based on lies, and will never be fulfilling if it is. I am not a part of your outside world. I am part of your inner world, and I demand absolute honesty and truthfulness from you. What you say remains with Me.
Obedience: I am in charge and that means you must follow My orders. A servant’s heart means that My will is more important than your own and My pleasure comes before your own. Does it hurt? The answer is not important. Are you obeying Me? That is the question you should ask yourself.
Respect: I am Sir Brian. Never dude, man, bud, etc. Never fail to address Me properly before speaking to Me or at the beginning of a communication. My preferred form of address is “Sir,” and I reserve “Master” exclusively for those who train under Me, and then, it is still their choice whether to call Me “Sir” or “Master.” You will answer questions clearly, maintain proper posture, and ask permission to speak.
Gratitude: Always say thank you. If I punish you, thank Me. If I reward you, thank Me. If I speak to you, thank Me. You are thankful for everything that I give to you and everything that I take from you. Show it.
Control: If I see you more than once, we will establish rituals and individual rules for you. They may include what you can wear, how and when you contact Me, or even tasks outside of your time with Me.
Chastity: I am a professional Dominant, as well as a lifestyler. My lifestyle choices are My own. I prefer to keep My submissives in chastity during their time with Me, but I understand some things are limits for everyone. I still expect chastity from you. I will never “get you off” or tolerate your open sexual desire for Me. You are not to fantasize about Me, unless it be to realize what you will never be worthy to have.
Worship: To you, I am a god. That means I expect to be worshiped. How do you worship Me? You praise Me, you obey Me, you learn how to please Me, you follow and don’t try to lead, you communicate with Me, you tribute Me, you are humble, loyal, dedicated, and respectful.
Loyalty: I expect you to communicate fully openly with Me. Tell Me what is going on in your life, who you are meeting, and what you feel. Have no secrets. Do not hide things from Me you think I do not wish to hear. “Thou shall have no other gods before Me,” I think is the phrase I am looking for. And as such, I wish to know everything there is to know about you.
Attentiveness: Your attentiveness will show you are worthy. This spans a lot of things, from knowing this list of rules and be able to recite them, to knowing how I like My coffee (handed to Me… not I’m not joking, but for reference, I like it with 2-3 sugar substitutes and cream) to having proper spelling, grammar, and sentence if you communicate with Me through writing. Unintentional occasional mild spelling errors will likely be overlooked, but I won’t have written communication with someone who cannot string a sentence together, is functionally illiterate, gives one-word answers, or seems unable of having an intelligent thought process.
Release: If I am regularly training you, and you wish to be released, you will ask respectfully to be released. You will understand that as long as you are under My control, you give up your right to decide to just walk away. If I determine that the problem can not be sufficiently resolved, I will allow your release. However, a good faith effort will be required from you. A two-week “trial separation” period in which you are making the effort to stick it out must take place before it. During this time you must consider why you want to be released, and prepare Me a two-page writing telling Me these reasons. If at the end of two weeks, you are still certain, come in for a final session, hand Me your writing, and you will have your release.
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