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In the News: #OrgasmQuest and the Dreaded Question

January 27th, 2015 2 comments

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tl;dr: The awesome Crista Anne is fighting depression with an #OrgasmQuest, and even Dr. Drew is intrigued.

That up there is an amazing lady named Crista Anne. She’s a mom of four. She wrestles with depression and social anxiety. She does battle with fibromyalgia and migraines. And though she has always been a very sexual creature, she finds herself on an orgasm quest to end anorgasmia.

Crista Anne was once described by sex educator Ashley Manta thusly:

“She was a vision in rainbow. Like Lisa Frank and Rainbow Brite had hot sex and Crista was the result.”

I can’t think of a better description. Read more…

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Don’t call me baby.

December 22nd, 2014 6 comments

Do you remember this post I wrote back in May 2013? I won’t blame you if you don’t. There are so freakin many posts with similar points floating around the sex blogosphere that even as I wrote it, I felt like one person in the middle of Times Square at the stroke of New Year’s trying to make sure my Auld Lang Syne was heard over everyone else’s.

Plus, that was almost two years ago. So, you know, I’ll pretend my feelings aren’t hurt. ~dramatic sniffle~

So I wrote it for a couple reasons (mentioned in the post), but the straw that broke the camel’s back was a flirty dirty old man from UniteBlue who kept hitting on me despite my polite attempts to shoot him down and constant reminders that I was happily, monogamously married. After I wrote the post, and tweeted it 903489825287234857 times in a passive-aggressive attempt to get the point across without dealing with a response a la #ByeFelipe, he stopped. I didn’t know if he realized he was the straw that broke the camel’s back, or if he just realized I wasn’t into what he was doing, and I didn’t care. He stopped. Hallelujah.

We still chatted from time to time in @s on Twitter. Usually about M’s back, or the no longer flirty man’s health conditions, or his girlfriend. And then, one day, early this year, he disappeared. Read more…

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In the news: Scientist Wears A Shirt Covered In Sexpots

November 18th, 2014 6 comments

Alternate title: My Unpopular Opinions Get Me In Trouble Again

So unless you’ve been living under a rock for the past month, you know humanity landed spacecraft on a comet. This is pretty huge. Go, humans. You (probably) did something good.

You’ve also probably heard that one of the scientists involved in the project showed up to an interview wearing a bowling shirt covered in sexy ladies in latex. If you haven’t, let me show you:

As you can imagine, that launched a venerable shit storm that ultimately resulted in the scientist breaking down into a tearful apology on television.

Uhm…go humans, I guess?

Except not really, because holy double standards, Batman! Read more…

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Fat Acceptance: What It Is and Isn’t

November 10th, 2014 5 comments

I recently shut off comments on posts that were more than a year old. I’m kinda bummed about it because I really love my old posts, and love hearing from new readers as they get further in my archive. But when the number of people only commenting on 4-year-old posts that talk about me being fat (to tell me I’m too fat to be a slave and/or fat acceptance is wrong) or getting in trouble (to tell me they never get in trouble) began to outweigh the number of people telling me they’ve been helped by my old posts, I realized it was time to shut it down. But that doesn’t mean I can’t talk about it.

Some things you need to know before I start this rant:

  1. I’m still fat.
  2. I care even less about your opinion on my weight now than I did four years ago.
  3. I’m writing this to teach you what fat acceptance is and isn’t, not to defend my weight. (see point 2)
  4. Comments are moderated on this blog because our spam filter is mediocre at best. However, any comments left on this post berating me or someone else for being fat will be deleted. Keep the conversation on point. Period.

So four years ago, a post on Humbled Females that said fat women are slaves to food and not their owners (in other words, you can be too fat to be a slave) was brought to my attention, and I wrote about it. Read more…

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NS(K)Q: Q39 – What’s stopping me from reporting your “owner?”

November 5th, 2014 20 comments

NoStupidKinkQuestionsGandhi said that if you want to change the world, you have to be the change you want to see. To that end, Insatiable Desire brings you No Stupid (Kink) Questions, a series of questions asked by novice kinksters around the web. If you have a question for us, leave it in comments, or send it to rayne (at) insatiabledesire (dot) com with “NS(K)Q” in the subject.

Question 39:

I don’t believe in BDSM. You’ll never convince me that women actually like being beaten and controlled. In fact, I think all of you submissives need a good dose of feminism to wake you up and show you how you’re helping the patriarchy. What’s stopping me, or someone like me, from reporting your “owner” to the police?

~deep breath~

Where to begin…

First of all, let’s look at this “feminist” idea that women are too stupid to know they’re being manipulated, shall we?

Because you know that’s what you’re saying, right? Read more…

The Hashtag Activism…It Burns It!

June 8th, 2014 4 comments

Ugh. Hashtag activism.

I would happily burn hashtags to the ground, these days, if I could. It started with #solidarityisforwhitewomen and has just escalated since then.

I think what’s getting to me most is watching people I respect get verbally beaten into submission in text on Twitter and various other social media sites, and it makes me want to cry. Or rear up with a mighty roar and tell the jackholes why their opinions and methods are stupid. (Yes, I called them a name, but not because they disagree with me. Because they are Bullies with a capital B. “Jackhole” fits.) But the people I respect are grown. They’ve gotta make their own decisions, and I’ve gotta respect that. So I keep my head down.

#YesAllWomen…I avoided the hashtag like the plague. I’ve avoided the conversation like the plague. I’ve tried, desperately, to bite my tongue. The morning it got big, Master told me that if I started talking to him about it, and it was obvious I disagreed with him, he was going to gag me. He’d seen a bunch of the more abusive tweets that were directed at specific men personally by women who didn’t know them, and was not going to sit and listen to his slave defend them.

And I don’t blame him.  Read more…