Posts Tagged ‘no limits slavery’

Kinktionary: Consent to Non-Consent

April 17th, 2015 Comments off

consent-is-mandatoryIn February, we defined consent thusly:

“Consent, literally defined, is permission. In a BDSM setting, consent is the only thing separating sadomasochism from assault.

Consent is required for each and every act in a play session, sex, any touching, a relationship, collaring, setting a relationship dynamic, a change in relationship dynamic…Consent cannot be coerced or forced.

Consent in BDSM is a fluid thing, and can be revoked at any time. This means that at any point during a relationship or play session, a person (dominant, submissive, or switch) is allowed and expected to speak up when their partner delves into an area they’re not comfortable with. …” Read more…

“No Limits” Is No Badge Of Honor

August 30th, 2013 2 comments

Happy_birthday_to_me_by_Melens_rayneI don’t have limits. Let’s talk about what that means.

I’m owned by Melen, and with that, I gave him the right to decide what I will and will not do. I flat out said, “I will do anything you want me to.”

He said, “Don’t say that if you don’t mean it.”

I said, “I mean it.”

Of course, there are things that I know he will never do. Read more…

Caging, Immobility and More Fear

September 23rd, 2010 4 comments

If you click the picture, it'll take you to Extreme Restraints, where you can buy a cage very much like this one, among other awesome kinky things. That neck hole? Yeah, that freaks me right the fuck out. Almost as much as the hole at the bottom for a food dish. Or bed pan. ~shiver~

Was it yesterday? The day before? I can’t remember.  Master said something to me, and my cunt twitched as my stomach shattered across the tops of my toes, and my whole body came alive.

There’s always been talk of me just falling off the face of the earth.  Getting ourselves into a position where all of the bills can go into His name, and we have our own place instead of a flat, and only have lifestyle friends so if I disappear for weeks at a time the people we know will shrug it off as just something we do, and so M can keep me naked even when we have visitors if He wants to.

I suppose He could do that now, if He wanted, but most of the people we know would be uncomfortable or offended.

He said, “I will eventually keep you in a cage.  I hope you have no delusions about that.”

It was so unexpected, and His voice was so cold.  And I smiled that nervous smile, and turned just slightly away from Him, as if covering my nakedness somehow protected me from the overwhelming feeling of vulnerableness those words induced.  Read more…

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Fake Pleasantries v. Raw Emotion

August 2nd, 2010 2 comments

So not too long ago, I joined a group on Fet called Not Quite Ready For Polite Company M/s-ers .  I haven’t done a whole lot of participating.  Or reading, for that matter.  Matter of fact, the only reason I’ve been on Fet at all in the past few weeks is because Kaya dropped me a line.  So I’m really not sure if I’m suited to this group.  I followed Kaya and tora there, and have only sort of been paying attention to the topics of discussion and how people respond.  (Read: I have no idea if you’ll like this group.  Don’t join just because I did thinking it’s gonna be super cool.)

A while back, though, they had a thread about this.  Sort of.  The questions were, “Are you required to maintain a pleasant demeanor at all times? How’s that working out for you?”  Read more…

On Productivity, Insanity and Grilled Cheese Sandwiches

April 29th, 2010 3 comments

Yesterday was actually rather productive.  I updated our toy box (though I think I may still be missing some things), got a post sent out to Carrie for Eden Cafe, pitched my idea for my very own personal store through Eden Fantasys, fiddled with our list of affiliates (though I’ll be fiddling with it more when I get a chance) cause some of the banners disappeared, ordered the toys M and I provided for my birthday giveaway, ordered some stuff for us…

I’ve got lotion on the way, and new organic bath soap, and new lube, and new toy cleaner from Eden Fantasys.  And a new glass dildo.  And there’s supposed to be some neat new BDSM toys on the way from soon.

I’m behind on email notifications, so I’ll probably spend some time doing that today between writing reviews to post tomorrow.  I alphabetized my swap list and our toy box this morning because I’m neurotic.

It feels good to be productive again, rather than sitting here staring at the computer, doing mostly nothing.  Which is what I’ve been doing for the past few months.  I mean, granted, we’ve got a lot on our plate right now, but staring off into space doesn’t help that.  Mostly it just adds fuel to the fire.  Read more…

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Consent to Nonconsent

October 10th, 2003 Comments off

So I’ve come to the conclusion that I’m absolutely petrified of the crop. Probably because Master mostly only uses it to punish me. And boy, does it have the desired affect. Last night we were playing around and he grabbed the crop and held it high and blew kisses at me trying to get me to kiss him. All I could do was cower and cry. But the crop and I have always had a love/hate relationship. And right now I love to hate it. Of course, the other night is still fresh in my mind.

All right. I think I’ll talk about my original idea for a minute and then let you be on your way.

There’s a lot of controversy on the issue of consent as far as a D/s relationship is concerned. As I have said before, I can’t speak accurately for online relationships because I have never been an online slave. But I can speak on what I see and what I feel is necessary.

Most of this is just common courtesy. Most of us wouldn’t just walk into a bar and get on our knees and start licking some stranger’s foot. If you would, well then to each their own, but you might want to get that checked.  🙂    Read more…