I love the way he hurts me. by Jack.

Love doesn’t have to hurt but it sure is nice when it (consensually) does. For the past week, my nipples have burned and throbbed each…
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Hanging Discoveries – by slave jack

I got home from work on Friday and spent time doing my usual chores in the usual “uniform”. I worked up a sweat outside and…
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Corporate Kink?

I have often stated that the organization of many gay bdsm families required the kink equivalent of a corporate org chart. I say this because…
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Two. Inches.

By Jack. Two inches may not seem like much, but it’s huge. It may as well be the size of the span of the earth…
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Better than an orgasm – by jack

As I sit in a hot bath filled with foaming Epsom salts, I’m forced to face a fact about aging that I’m not quite sure…
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Dichotomies

I have been thinking about the dichotomy between our kinky selves and our muggle selves and how, sometimes, it’s true that the separate lives most…
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scars.

It’s been awhile since I really wrote about me. Me. Me. And more, Me. I stopped writing a great deal when it got too personal,…
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When a slave walks into a wake… by Jack

A death, whether anticipated or not is an experience unique to a culture, community, family, and individual. The southern part of the U.S. is no…
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Special. (by jack)

I think I’m pretty special for a few things. I know that sounds arrogant, so let me explain. I had a realization today that my…
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Funked up slave

As much as I’d like to say I’m perfectly adjusted and am the poster slave for easy going, low stress, no anxiety serviced focused living,…
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