From Under His Hand. Something I don’t understand. More on the respect and honorifics subject. I keep hearing the “I won’t call anyone else Sir because I don’t submit to them” stance. And honestly, I don’t get that. I refer to a man in the store as Sir. I address the young man bagging my [...]

There are those who say that BDSM is abuse, and certainly, when done right it is. What often gets missed is the desire of the abusee to in fact be abused, to get off on it, to revel in it like some thick mud that they can wallow in while a belt welts their tits [...]

I look back with fondness and romance to all the girls I knew growing up that I had crushes on, along with many of my friends mothers, teachers and such, so I write these odes to them, to celebrate childhood crushes and romance. The images of course can never be the memories from the past, [...]

In my infinite kindness and god like devotion to fairness and religious freedom I have launched a new enterprise, a new venture, a religious mecca if you will, the likes of which will stun the imagination and fire the spirit within us all. Bringing us closer to Alebeard and therefore closer to God. I call [...]

Like a biker mama in the mud, rain pouring down as the belt hits her tits over and over the young boys laughing cruel plotting worse, its a good day to scream. Like the girl at the show when the crowd turns dark, hands grabbing and tearing, leering faces and drunken vicious eyes, its a [...]