I’ve tentatively created an account on bdsmlr.com (username: FeelingKnotty), so we’ll see how that site develops.
I’m also on Recon (and Fetlife, but not really active there) using the same FeelingKnotty handle.
Now let’s see if this blog ever finishes backing up. It’s now been 48 hours since I started the backup process. Will it finish before the 17th. Who knows?
What utterly disappointing news from Tumblr. This blog will be shut down, along with all the others caught up in this prudish new policy, as of December 17th.
I’ll miss it terribly - this has been a wonderful place to meet kinksters from around the world, and to enjoy your creative work and wonderful captions. It’s helped me find more of a voice for my top side - I’ve used captions for my photos to help develop my patter.
Perhaps Recon might consider expanding into this niche - I’ve always wished that I could put captions on my photos there. It’s where you can find me, once this shuts down, under the username “FeelingKnotty”.
Now to carefully collect all of your new locations in the next few days so I can continue to follow you in your new (or old) homes.
Caught myself one of the kinkier, more muscled elves. ;)
Last December, I put out the right kind of festive treats by the tree to attract kinky elves. I’d better get working on my holiday baking if I’m going to get more of them this year!
And now to add the final touch - a padlock on the gag. The gimp is in a straightjacket, so there is no way the gag was coming off anyways, but the psychological impact of the “click” can be surprisingly intense.
Securely attached to the bondage table by some nice tight ropes (which will be periodically tightened just thatlittle bit more), the gimp can happily drift off in the sleepsack, isolated from the world around him by the inflated hood and the white noise piped through the headphones. A secure gimp is a happy gimp.
It’s Canadian Thanksgiving weekend. Make sure your boys are trussed up like turkeys. Baste with lube every 20-30 minutes. Allow for 12-15 minutes per pound of bondage time for an unstuffed boy, or 15-20 minutes/pound for a stuffed boy. And we all know that stuffed is better!
Reposting for American Thanksgiving! Same directions for preparing your boys in a festive manner apply, even if your holiday is several weeks late.
On a cold November night, EpixBound kindly offered to help me warm up by putting me into my leather sleepsack. The night started out with him hooding me and putting on headphones playing white noise. Into the sack I went, with the straps loosely buckled - because EpixBound knows that one of the elements that contributes to a truly great bondage experience is to have your bonds gradually tightened over the course of a scene, rendering the sub progressively more helpless. And there was a lot more still to come…
It’s easier said than done to get all of @areallytallboy into the frame when his legs are spread-eagled! Such a sexy man! It’s a lot of fun to get him vulnerable and into a submissive headspace. Well worth the time and effort!
I had a blast last weekend at MIR in Chicago. I tied up a lot of boys, got tied up myself, and had a number of “firsts”. I’m a pretty introverted person a lot of the time, and not normally one to spend time outside of the bedroom in gear. But being far from home provided a fun opportunity.
On Saturday morning, we were headed from the hotel to the venue. I had my rubber catsuit and harness on, and my pup hood in my bag. Basically, I was headed over wearing just a hoodie over my catsuit, but my rubber-covered legs and my leather boots were plain to see. So I was already a little nervous about the three-block walk in broad daylight. Plus, I was headed over with three other friends, two of whom were in full pup gear, including their pup hoods. We weren’t exactly going to be unremarkable.
We stepped outside, and it was bloody cold! Rubber does not insulate well. After walking about half a block, PupCole suggested that I put on my neoprene pup hood to keep my head warm. So I did!
I also realized something about going out in pup gear in public. It’s your handler who is much more exposed. You’re just a friendly rubberpup going for a walk down Halsted St.
Many thanks to PupCole, both for inviting me to join him this past weekend, and for providing the nudge to be a little more daring!
I didn’t get a shot of us pups in the street, but did take this one of myself back in the hotel later.
I didn’t make it to MIR this year, but I’m looking forward to reading about and seeing photos of everyone’s adventures from the weekend! Hope all of you are getting up to tons of mischief and having an awesome time.
Des siestes comme celle-la on en ferais tout les jours ^^
If you like someone’s work, please reblog, rather than posting it as your own photo. Adding your own captions can be fun too, but give credit where it’s due. This is my photo of @itssimoninrubber from last year.
