Friday, April 30, 2010

Dick Size

Sometimes I have to laugh at how absurd life is. This was a posting on Craigs List, and it ended up in the Best Of section.

What's most amusing about this is these two guys reaction to the mere notion of one another girlfriends seeing their junk. Further, who really cares who has a larger penis? Why, I mean really, why do they care?

Have they not heard the old saying "It's not the size of the boat, it's the motion of the ocean"?



Penis Measuring

A friend of mine and I have been having a long-standing argument about whose penis is larger. We've tried having our girlfriends confirm to the other the exact size, but neither one of us buy it. I don't want to see his penis and he doesn't want to see mine. I don't want my girlfriend looking at his penis and he doesn't was his looking at mine.

So... We just need a girl to look at both of our penises (individually) and then to both of our faces say which one is bigger. We can't pay much. $50.

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

All Things Sex [5]

Fuck the Catholic Church and their self serving agenda. I am so bloody tired of their propaganda, blaming, lies and bigotry. They, as an institution should be condemned and held responsible for all the damage they have done to society as a whole.


I was contacted a couple of months back by a woman named Natasha and asked to teach a series of classes at her Adult Consumer Trade Show in Kelowna. She was unable to sign my contract though and never did send me the deposit check and now I know why. Read this article in today's Kelowna newspaper. I have many friends who are adult vendors who she scammed out of money. The lawsuit begins and I am just thankful that I wasn't dragged in to this mess. My policy for signed contracts and a 50% deposit of my fee sure has served me well in this case.

Next month I am Europe for a few weeks. Can you recommend any amazing sex stores or facilities I should be visiting in Paris, London or Berlin? I'll have time on my hands and checking out local sex culture is something I am very eager to do.


A teacher (who happens to be a lesbian) has been told to work from home here in British Columbia. Let's see what our Provincial laws have to offer this woman in terms of protection from such discrimination. CBC wrote an article on the offending school Little Flower which claim they have parents worried she could "lead students into homosexuality".

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Jack & Jill Memories

No two Jack & Jills are ever even remotely the same and last nights was no exception. Ten men and nine women took part, plus Jason and I.

There was plenty going-on, oh my. Three queen sized beds pushed together to make a group play space is where most of the action centered. Some others sat on the sofas or on chairs while voyeuring and solo playing.

Upon the beds laid out in quite a stunning spectacle was six women. Each of them started with a sex toy in their hands and quickly had said items between their thighs and nestled deep inside.

Three different couples were playing on the gyno table, the padded bondage cage and under the pagoda too.

There was jacking and there was jilling.

There was girl on girl all over the place, one huge girlpuddle even.

Some woman came on a mans head while standing over his flat out body on a bed.

Jason and I had monkey sex for an appreciative audience.

Another couple was busy having reverse cowgirl sex and she worked him over so sweet, I watched transfixed for awhile.


I fisted a woman for her first time --- lucky me and oh so lucky her. Here breasts were so soft in my mouth.

Women were laughing and popping off orgasms. There were four Hitatchi's in use. Lubricant was everywhere.

The moans were lovely and the cum divine.

I watched a lovely couple 69.

And I witnessed explosions from many many men.

Women were giddy with lust and one another.

Many of the attendees had never met one another before.

It was a most enjoyable way to spend an evening amongst new friends.

Monday, April 26, 2010

In the LeaderPost

Back home in beautiful British Columbia means that I survived yet another tour with Taboo.

I awoke in my own bed this morning and found this newspaper article highlighting me.

Today is all about the baby and me. We are playing games, cuddling up and spending time together.

Tonight is Jack & Jill.

Sunday, April 25, 2010

Last day in Regina

Last day of Taboo. Thank God. I am so tired.

Tonight after today's final two classes, I fly home. My flight gets in at 11PM so the day is going to be a long one.

My feet hurt, despite changing out of my four inch heels right after each class and putting my flats right back on.

My voice is cracking even though I have a head set and a sound system.

I managed to get myself hired by three different Regina businesses and will be returning in just a few weeks to teach again and will continue to do so for the rest of the year.

I've made new friends here and we already have plans on networking in many fabulous ways.

Time to head back to the show, then flying back to Abbotsford. I love my job immensely and miss my family and home horribly.

Saturday, April 24, 2010

They Love Me

Apparently, I am really fucking amazingly good at what I do according to the massive numbers of people who told me so following my classes and stage show last night. Here are but a few of the things I've heard said ....


  • Incredibly hot topics.
  • Abundantly knowledgeable.
  • Refreshing teaching style.
  • Joyful as a teacher.
  • Energetic.
  • Inspiring woman.
  • Enthusiastic subject matter,
  • Inspirational as a package.


This news doesn't come as a surprise to me, it's more that I am pleased that Regina feels the way about me as all the other cities do.

I'm feeling on top of my game and very blessed this morning. Years of honing my skills has paid of.

Taboo has offered me something very very special and I have said YES. Who could say no to be honored? No details to share yet, but when the time comes, you'll be proud of me too. I'm already patting myself on the back over the news.

I've already done some shopping at the show and have two beautiful new corsets and matching thongs to bring home. And now before the show opens this afternoon I am heading to some local stores to do a little more browsing around to see if I can find anything else out of the ordinary that piques my interest.

Friday, April 23, 2010

Regina Sexuality Classes

I am settled safely in Regina after an uneventful flight here early this morning. My bags are unpacked and the weather is very Spring like, thankfully.

I need to be at Taboo shortly, because I have a pre-booked media interview shortly and then Day 1 of 3 days worth of classes to teach.

Further, I am on main stage this evening and need to go check it out as I've never seen the stage here before.

It's going to be fun to meet a whole new audience, I'm eager to see how they respond to my style of teaching and presentation.

Wish me luck.

Thursday, April 22, 2010

A Change of Pace

We had dinner tonight with a lovely couple we met a few years back in the local scene. They are life time Lounge members and good friends too.

It's always nice when the four of us get together outside of events and have a chance to talk with a party going on around us.

We did however need to take the baby with us, and for some reason he chose this evening to be a handful. So not like him. Perhaps he knows that tomorrow I"m leaving for a few days and acting up was his way of getting more time with me.

Not that it mattered though, dinner was absolutely delicious and we were happy to have an excuse to get dressed up and go out for a shared meal with our pals.

Now I need to finish packing for my flight early tomorrow morning to Regina.

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Woman Bound For Dessert

Not a lot of time on my hands these days between looking after a fast moving almost five month old and readying for my work trip to Saskatchewan this weekend.

Jason took me to the Army and Navy Shoe Sale today, you know the one, the big annual shoe extravaganza they host that even the evening news covers. Well not only did he drive me all the way downtown, but he also bought me every pair of shoes that I wanted. I was a wee bit greedy and gleeful, and who wouldn't be with hot sexy new shoes. It could be said that Jason is my "Shoegar Daddy".

I downloaded from my iPhone a photo taken at last weeks Deviant Dining of our human dessert platter, and the lovely woman who was the center piece consented to my posting it here.



Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Busy Woman

I have a fair bit to accomplish today so this post is going to be rather short.

This morning I awoke to a media request for an interview and currently I am awaiting a call from them to discuss the details.

As I leave later this week for Taboo Regina, I need to get my teaching bag and my belongings all packed up. Being so far from home means I have to remember to include everything as I won't be coming home each night. I'll be missing the baby and my family but the break from the routine of new motherhood will be a nice diversion.

I was pleasantly surprised this morning to read a most wonderful review of one couples experience at last weeks Deviant Dining. Wait till they learn of our plans for next months dinner, it is something else rather titillating that I'm confident will draw a great crowd.

Last night we brought this home for the baby, a splurge for the little guy and one that I know is going to make him so happy this summer. Assembly was a breeze too.

Monday, April 19, 2010

Growing Up Sheltered & Hurt

When I look back on my life as a young person (childhood through adolescence) I am amazed and saddened at how little exposure I was given to anything empowering that would have shown me the potential for me to be able to grow into the adult that I so wanted to become.

My parents did a piss poor job exposing me to new ideas & concepts, positive self thinking, dream realization and role models.

I shaped my own life and embarked on my own journey of discovery rather young. I was about 13 when I started branching out away from my family and witnessing the world through new lenses.

My teenage years were turbulent but I owned this period of time in my life. I wanted an adventure and I set about having one. Variety was the flavor of the day and each day I sampled something different voraciously. I was deeply hurt by the sheltering existence my parents had blanketed me under and wanted to brush these memories away in favor of newer better ones.

I was inquisitive, positive and believing in myself even though my mother was so hateful towards me. My father was deeply inappropriate and had poor boundary setting skills. Neither of my parents was very responsible with their child rearing and as such my brother and I payed the price for their ignorance.

My mother was by far the single most damaging person to my young self. She treated me in ways my children will never experience thankfully. My mother was cruel and unhappy and she lashed out at me, her eldest. My mother hurt me without mercy emotionally and physically. Due to her actions towards me I vowed from a young age to never ever be anything like her and to rise above that type of behavior to be happier, open-minded and more self aware. I knew my children would know unconditional love, acceptance and live without shame, and they do.

My mother set about to damn anything I ever believed in, longed for or cherished. My father invested in nothing and it showed in everything he was involved with.

Today in my adult life, I am without doubt fairly close to being what I had hoped to become while I was dreaming as a youngster. Seems odd perhaps to say this given that I deal today in sexuality and adult oriented business, but it is true. I wanted to be progressive, sex positive, tolerant and adventurous and I have accomplished this all.

Despite hurdles that seemed insurmountable at the time, and years of cautiously making my way, I have arrived happy to a most rewarding place in life.

My children will have every opportunity to open their wings and fly in their own direction of choice with me fully supporting them.

Sunday, April 18, 2010

The Men In My Life


Today I wanted nothing more than to take it easy. We have hosted really big and well attended events for the past three nights and it has just wiped me out, I am drained.

Imagine my delight to be able to capture this moment of play between my two most favorite men in the whole wide world.

Saturday, April 17, 2010

Sexual Abuse of Boys

FRONTLINE GOES UNDERCOVER TO EXPOSE THE RITUAL SEXUAL ABUSE OF BOYS IN AFGHANISTAN


FRONTLINE Presents The Dancing Boys of Afghanistan

Tuesday, April 20, 2010, at 9 P.M. ET on PBS

As the United States deepens its commitment to Afghanistan, FRONTLINE takes viewers inside the war-torn nation to reveal a disturbing practice that is once again flourishing in the country: the organized sexual abuse of adolescent boys.

In The Dancing Boys of Afghanistan, airing Tuesday, April 20, 2010, at 9 P.M. on PBS (check local listings), Afghan journalist Najibullah Quraishi (Behind Taliban Lines) returns to his native land to expose an ancient practice that has been brought back by powerful warlords, former military commanders and wealthy businessmen. Known as “bacha bazi” (literal translation: “boy play”), this illegal practice exploits street orphans and poor boys, some as young as 11, whose parents are paid to give over their sons to their new “masters.”

The men dress the boys in women’s clothes and train them to sing and dance for the entertainment of themselves and their friends. According to experts, the dancing boys are used sexually by these powerful men.

In detailed conversations with several bacha bazi masters in northern Afghanistan and with the dancing boys they own, reporter Quraishi reveals a culture where wealthy Afghan men openly exploit some of the poorest, most vulnerable members of their society.


“What was so unnerving about the men I had met was not just their lack of concern for the damage their abuse was doing to the boys,” Quraishi says. “It was also their casualness with which they operated and the pride with which they showed me their boys, their friends, their world. They clearly believed that nothing they were doing was wrong.”


Under the guise of doing a documentary on similar practices in Europe, Quraishi gained the confidence of Dastager, a former mujahideen commander and wealthy businessman whose business interests include importing autos from the Far East. With Dastager as his guide, Quraishi takes viewers inside the world of bacha bazi, where prominent men compete to own and use the boys.


“I had a boy because every commander had a partner,” says Mestary, a former senior commander who is well connected with major Afghan warlords. “Among the commanders there is competition, and if I didn’t have one, then I could not compete with them.”

“I go to every province to have happiness and pleasure with boys,” says an Afghan man known as “The German,” who acts as a bacha bazi pimp, supplying boys to the men. “Some boys are not good for dancing, and they will be used for other purposes. ... I mean for sodomy and other sexual activities.”

“It’s a disgusting practice. ... It’s a form of slavery, taking a child, keeping him. It’s a form of sexual slavery,” says Radhika Coomaraswamy, U.N. special representative for Children and Armed Conflict. “The only way to stop bacha bazi is if you prosecute the people who commit the crime, and that’s what we need, because the laws are there in the books against this practice.”
In the documentary, Quraishi interviews local police officials who insist that men who participate in bacha bazi will be arrested and punished regardless of their wealth or powerful connections. Later that day, however, Quraishi’s cameras catch two officers from the same police department attending an illegal bacha bazi party.

“Many of the people who do this work for the government,” says Nazir Alimy, who compiled a report on bacha bazi for UNICEF. “They speak out against it but are abusers themselves. ... I personally cannot mention any names because I am scared.”

Quraishi speaks with some dancing boys who fear they will be beaten or killed. “If they stray, they get killed,” says a 13-year-old dancing boy. “Sometimes fighting happens among the men who own the boys. If you don’t please them, they beat you, and people get killed.”

Quraishi also talks with the family of 15-year-old Hafiz, who reportedly was murdered after trying to escape from his master, a well-known drug baron and warlord. In Hafiz’s case, a suspect -- the policeman who supplied the gun that killed Hafiz -- was arrested and convicted. Sentenced to 16 years in prison, the officer was released after serving only a few months. Hafiz’s family says they suspect the boy’s former owner bribed local officials to win his release.

“If only these people were punished, this kind of thing wouldn’t happen,” Hafiz’s mother says. “Whoever commits these crimes doesn’t get punished. Power is power.”

The program will conclude with a detailed update of attempts to arrange the rescue of one of the dancing boys profiled in the film, an 11-year-old boy bought by Dastager from an impoverished rural family. It is a dramatic final chapter, full of new shocks and surprises, and, in the end, provides a measure of justice for the boy and his master.

Friday, April 16, 2010

Clarity

Speak the unspeakable. You must say the very things you think you can not.

People will take notice.

It will take courage.

My strength is an extension of my boldness.

The more bold, direct and forthcoming I am with out shame, the further ahead I move.

What do you need to say out loud, by the light of day?

What secret needs to be revealed? Once it's known, you will be elevated.

The depths of my insecurities once broadcast, lose their power of me.

I hear so many peoples disclosures, and all without judgment.

Free yourself today.

Thursday, April 15, 2010

Human Dessert Platter

I knew when I announced it that the interest would be high.

A Deviant Dining event, with a woman bound tight in ropes and pallet wrap, almost naked, laid out covered in desserts was visually appealing. Hell, she tasted decadent.

Twenty nine people arrived for dinner tonight. It was a fantastic turn out.

There was way more food than all of us combined could have been eaten for the main course .... Sushi, chicken wings, meatballs, baked chicken, quiche, four different scrumptious salads, wonton soups, chicken nuggets, ham, veggie platter, cheeses, breads, dips, 7 layer dip & chips, paninis and more.

Dessert was whipping cream, drizzled chocolate cognac sauce, fresh sliced strawberries, mini eclairs, cream puffs, red gourmet cupcakes and apple pie with caramel sauce. The temptress who was our human platter was gorgeous covered in these mouth watering tasty treats and everyone enjoyed the chance to serve themselves off of her body.

We talked for hours, the crowd was lost in conversations left right and center. After dinner many people retreated to the social area to lay back and let their food settle and others remained seated at the tables, enjoy the chance to chat with such a greatly diverse group of people.

All in all, this night was simply remarkable. Thanks to everyone who came out to have dinner with us.

Wait till you see what we have planned for next months dinner event. (Thursday May 6th) Don't miss out, it is going to be something you'll be thrilled to take part in.

**thank you to G&R for bringing me the most sweet card and a gift too - it really was most kind of you

***Extra thanks to V&S for making the drive, your presence is always welcome. I love you both.

****Donna, thanks for helping me serve up the food and for looking out for S as she was "all tied up"

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Two Wheeled Mode of Transport

I am in want. I need a bicycle.

Something to get me around my neighborhood now that Spring is really here and better weather is finally a reality.

The last time I was on a bike, to use the brakes, I just had to peddle backwards.

I have never, ever ridden a bicycle with gears.

Truth be told, I don't want to spend a ton of money on a bike either. And ideally I want to buy one second hand.

Nothing too fancy, just something cute, safe, easy to navigate and road worthy.

If I can learn to ride it well enough to feel confident, then I want to purchase a closed in carrier for the back so I can tow the baby along with me. You know one of those three wheeled contraptions that allows the little guy to motor along with me, on the ground though and not up behind me in a seat.

And I am just dorky enough that I may want a bell and a handle bar bag too. But that's for down the road.

First, I need to find a bike.

Any leads? Any ideas?

Have one you no longer want? Sell it to me? Give it to me and get it out of your house or garage, I'll pick it up even.

Thanks.

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Kink Diet

It struck me the other day that I am not my usual dominant self as of late. It's been a while in fact. Don't get me wrong, I still am a Dominant with the desire to do dark things to others. However I currently lack the energy and eventual follow through necessary to pull off the big scenes that I love to create.

The images of what I would do to someone are constantly in my thoughts. I certainly do not lack imagination.

Play partners are everywhere, I need not even have to look for them as they throw themselves before me.

Implements I have in abundance, in fact an entire room full in our house. The tools to deliver a punch are all within reach.

Play space I have, 3000 sq feet of it, a dedicated playground with everything imaginable.

Perhaps I need to bottom to someone before I can put out as a Top again.

Either way, one thing is certain. My hunger for play is still there, it just seems that I have been on a kinky diet lately.

Monday, April 12, 2010

Recovery Mode

After working my ass off for this last number of days, today I plan on laying around on it and doing nothing other than relaxing.

Sunday, April 11, 2010

Poker, Scotch, Cigars & Women

Friday was Jason's birthday and there was quite the celebration that took place.

After last years party I threw for him without him knowing, I wanted to do the whole surprise thing again.

He knew something was going on, but what it was, eluded him. He was a wee bit fearful and it showed. I found it amusing to watch him be antsy over my plotting and scheming.

I threw a surprise party for Jason's 39th birthday and invite some of his work buddies and another good friend of his too. The party was themed SINFUL.

Scotch, everyone attending was too bring a bottle of to share.

Cigars, bring one to smoke or some to share.

Poker, bring money and be prepared to play.

To make the evening even more exciting, I invited along four of my most lovely and provocative women friends.

The women were assigned the tasks of pouring the men drinks. Lighting their cigars. Fetching snacks for the gentlemen. Being visual eye candy. And of course keeping them stimulated with neck, arms, shoulder, scalp and chest massages.

The guys loved the attention, and they were in their zone being waited upon by women dressed to the nines in alluring evening wear.

As the evening progressed, we women undressed one another and left our outfits aside for our fine lingerie that was underneath. Kissing girls had plenty of male attention.

And of course, there was sex of the live performance variety. Sex machines, fistings, strap-on's and other unmentionable pleasures were all enjoyed by the women only. The men played poker and we were what one might call, the back drop.

Jason had quite the evening as did his friends. Some of the guys were completely overwhelmed by their friends good fortune to have a woman such as me for a partner. That I created such a party for my man and his friends was more than these men could have ever imagined for themselves.

Next year is Jason's 40th. I should start now the planning to make sure it's another memorable birthday. I love him that much.

Saturday, April 10, 2010

Expectations

Whenever one runs a business, one should expect that at some point there will be a disgruntled customer. Libido Lounge is no exception.

We had a man attend orientation late last year and from the moment he walked through our doors, I was confident that he was going to be a person for whom we would be having issues with.

Two days after he completed orientation he showed up for Deviant Dining our pot luck monthly dinner. The event description clearly states to bring an entree item large enough for 4-6 to share. This man brought a partially eaten box of chocolates.

At orientation we discuss with people how to behave at events, what to wear, what to expect and general expectations.

This man showed up for dinner looking as though he had just climbed out of a dumpster. Many people privately commented to me how inappropriate he was dressed.

This same man was also rude to a number of our members at this particular event. The type of rude to which there is no excuse for. I saw it, heard it and also listened to peoples concerns about him after the event was over in private emails.

I wrote the man a letter, telling him that he was not a good match for the Lounge due to numerous rule violations. I also told him I would be giving him back his $40 membership dues.

He wrote me berating me for the decision to take away his membership, stating he was entitled to it. No, no you are not. You are not entitled to anything here. You broke our rules, and upset people in short time at The Lounge. We don't police our events, we talk once in orientation about how things will happen then from there the responsibility is on each member to follow along. Or, out you go.

People who fail to follow the rules, who upset others, and who are unable to comprehend basic etiquette do not belong at Libido Lounge.

We are not a public setting.

We are not a place for you to cause problems.

We are a place for responsible adults who wish to be in a safe environment while exploring themselves.

People who cause alarm or fear, attempt to form cliques, have obvious bias, are prejudice, need to drink or smoke, gossip, can't follow rules and are argumentative have no place at Libido Lounge.

Our oldest member is 80 and are youngest ones have just turned 19 at time of membership. We have slight members, thin members, average sized members, plus sized members and members whose weight fluctuates.

Our members are heterosexual, bi sexual, gay, hetero-flexible, queer, trans, cross dressers, polyamorists, BDSM'ers, swingers, exhibitionists and voyeurs.

Our members are new to exploring through very advanced and all shades in between. Our members are every ethnicity and all socioeconomic brackets.

Members at The Lounge are educated both in life and in schools. Our members are single, married, coupled, men and women.

Our members are gracious, kind, open minded and tolerant.

Failure to follow along with our vision for our membership, is grounds for you to not be a Libido Lounge member.