Artsy Times

I've been taking things slow the past week. This has allowed Me to relax a bit more and enjoy Myself, but I really need to get back to the grind. Above is Dean's great big cock, for your pleasure. This pic was snapped during a hot bondage scene at his place when I went to drop off his videos. I get distracted, what can I say.

Here is a kick ass picture of another scene I did with Echo, of Echo's Fire, just a couple days ago. He wanted to push his needle tolerance a bit (I remember it being low), and I figured it would make a nice visual to have his website's name on him. We've been chatting more these days, and had touched on the idea of doing a few "real" pictures together. So that may happen once I have a more regular flow of C4S content, as I'm still scattered between three computers and two hard drives. Hopefully though, I will be sorting through all that stuff tomorrow (if I'm lucky, with a jockstrap-clad and collared boy at My feet helping Me out... you know who you are).

I recently met photographer Mario Oria who, having seen My suspension at Asylum 13, asked Me to model for a rope shoot. That will most likely be happening on Thursday, and I am very excited. I find him to be a most talented photographer, as evidenced by the awesome incidental picture he took of Me last Asylum 13, which I share with you here:

I really can't wait for Thursday, as I am usually cursed with not having a great connection with professional photographers. Ashley Savage, for example, is a camera god, and one of the only people to capture Me well while remaining honest. I miss you much, Ashley, and I wish we had had more time to work together! I was really surprised to see that a simple "incidental" photo like the one above could turn out so well, so I'm pretty confident these photos will rock.

That's about it, really. My branding is healing up quite nicely, and should be fully healed in about two more weeks. In a couple months, I may go over it with a cautery pen again to make the scar more prominent, depending on the fade. Here it is after two weeks:

Not bad, huh? I'm actually very happy with how it has been healing. Even if it turns out light, the lines are well-defined and even. So hooray!

Final two things... first, I have another review. It's a bit choppily written, but it is a sweet thought from Cockhole, who has been travelling the past week or two and misses Me greatly. Look, kind words:

My name is [redacted] and this is the first time I have ever written a review. I have been with Sir Brian a few times. My first experience with sounding was with him it was was most exciting time I had. Another thing that has happened: I am now into ass play, which I would never allow anyone to do. Sir Brian had a way of doing this to me which has put me into a place I have never been. I have never had someone take control of me the way he does. I cannot wait for a session. I will not, and I mean not, see another one because they could never get me to the place that Sir Brian gets me too. Cannot wait to be worked over next week.

Hmmmm... he should be rewarded for that when he comes see Me this weekend... Finally, the little French slut Mika has been feeling lonely and trying to make Me smile by sending Me some pictures. To close this post off, dear reader, all I will say is that I was quite pleased when I found this in My Inbox one morning. Wouldn't you be?

Asylum 13, Aviary, and Progress on Pr0n!

All is quiet. Well, not really, but I am already way to talky. So I'll attempt to keep this post shorter than the unabridged version of Moby Dick.

Asylum 13, as usual, an absolute delight. Here are some recent pictures as well as a new video on YouTube that I can't be bothered to embed:

 

On left, getting some drinks into the birthday girl. On right, upside down flying with Arwen.

Katts is a sexy pony... who wants to see him get beaten?

Speaking of YouTube, have you seen My account lately? You might have missed the recent additions to it of a short clip of My brand being done as well as another shortie of Me goofing off while cleaning dildos and buttplugs. I am trying to dispel this nasty rumor that I don't have a sense of humor. I do have a sense of humor, it just tends to be at the expense of others.

        xHamster has finally approved Me as a content producer, so please update your bookmarks from My old xTube account to this new xHamster account, which I will be filling in these next few days. I have also update most of the website to reflect both My new video sites. Any other Studio wanting to do a banner exchange can do so by e-mailing Me their banner and taking one off My site. If you'd rather the banner link feature primarily My Studio as opposed to My general site, just save this one instead (be sure to save the full sized version):

So all the stuff I have been stressing about has been slowly coming together. Perhaps I need not be so impatient. You know what I need? I back massage and a proper drink. Any takers? I've been a busy recluse, perhaps I will go to the Bike Stop a couple of times this week.

Recently, I have come across exceptional service. For example, I had a wondrous time at the Aviary last Saturday with Jynx. I had known and played with him before, but it's only lately that I've taken particular interest. I find him to be quite the adept when it comes to service, and I was quite glad to have him with Me for the evening. He keeps a smile on My face. As one can see by this picture, we had a pretty intense scene together involving claws, cups, and a variety of corporal implements.

As usual, I have to remind some people that the s-types I play on a personal level with all have a strong masochistic streak, and a high tolerance for what I can dish out. Clearly I have a lower range I can play in, and I don't expect newcomers or non-masochists to be able to handle this type of play. But you are reading My blog, which is about My day-to-day life and play. I don't always pull out a camera in session, so a lot of what you will see here includes some of My more intense personal scenes. If you find that My is play batshit insane, you can opt for something a little less "shocking." I am not particularly extreme.

        In fact, I had what one would consider a much tamer scene the very next night with a good friend, Echo of Echo's Fire. We had a great time with some bondage, breath control, light knife play, and wax. I took an incidental picture or two, and since he's quite a lovely-bodied boy, I figure I'd share. Pretty things should be displayed, Methinks. I just have a strange concept of them sometimes! And so I leave you with a pic of this pretty thing, and I think we can both agree on that.

Still waiting. Branding, anyone?

        So... all the paperwork has been through, but I have not been contacted Me to approve or deny My Clips4Sale Studio. The documents are what they asked, so I did what I was asked and sent the stuff in. I am not the Powers That Be (though I know a couple of people who think so), so now, I suppose I have to just wait. That's what I get for being impatient. Unfortunately, you have to wait as well.

        So I got branded today instead.

        This Arabic text branded above My heart reads "Bi-la kaifa" in Classical. The phrase pertains to a theological problem in Islam in reference to God's anthropomorphism in the Qu'ran (the link's TL;DR: if the Qu'ran is absolute truth and God is incorporeal, what does that say for the passages about "the hand of God" or "the face of God?" Well, nothing, because we're not supposed to ask that... that's the idea).

        Due to several events in My personal life, as well as changing views on the environment around Me, I considered this tattoo in summer of last year, after deciding to delay My other design, a stylized Geiger xenomorph. I am not going to write a damn thesis on why I specifically chose this, but I will tell you that I first heard it in Frank Herbert's "Dune," one of My favorite sci-fi novels in the world (to which I own the encyclopedia, because I'm so hardocre and badass), where it presents the reader who know it's meaning with a bunch of interesting questions. In short, go reread it.

        Failing to get it done when I originally wanted to, I hadn't any set plans to do it, but I knew the time was coming near. Today was the day. I had thought long and hard on who was going to do this to Me. Since this was not a strike brand but a cautery pen job, the "stockman" had to just be able to follow a line. And since I knew a bit about branding from FetFest 2011 and later curiosity research, I felt comfortable handing the pen to a good friend and awesome sadomasochist, Leggatt. Leggatt and I have done some great things together, many of them very intense. Apparently our scene at a recent party caused some guests to leave in discomfort... so I've overheard, I frankly don't believe it, but it does make one think... We've had some great talks, and he's been there for Me since I've known him, even when I felt completely deserted. Leggatt, I am proud to call you My friend. :-) Thank you for doing this for Me, it means a whole lot!

This picture, taken right at the end of the ordeal

has Me showing all My love and appreciation.

        The process took some 15-20 minutes, which was amazing considering the hour it took to get the design on My skin. It was painful, but the issue was not really the pain (it was pretty bearable). It was the incredibly varying degrees that the pain could go through in the space of seconds. Combine that with some burning flesh scent, and the psychological mindfuck of OH-MY-GOD-SOMEBODY-IS-BURNING-DRAWINGS-INTO-MY-FLESH-HOLY-SHIT-I-CAN-SMELL-IT, and I can see that being pretty troubling in context of a scene. So I definitely have something new on My bucket list!

None of this photography is gratuitous.

So yeah. Not bad instead of porn, huh?