I received the following email from a woman I'll just call El. I am so looking forward to receiving more!
He asked her to meet him for pizza in a dimly lit little resturant with greasy windows,murals of Napolian and red leathette booths. She slid in next to him wearing a full skirt and peasant blouse as he had instructed her.
He smiled hello. She took his had and broought it to her face, inhaling the tobacco smell and grazing his fingertips with her tongue. He ordered for them, gathering her skirt in his hand under the table as the waiter took his order. Anchovies yes. Are the mushrooms fresh? No, then. The skirt above her knee. Fresh mozzarella, si. Clams. Garlic. Onions...and a half carafe of dry red. As the waiter departed his hand slid under the skirt,confirming that she had complied with his instuctionsto wear no underwear. He smiled and withdrew his hand.She fluffed her skirt back to it's proper place feeling an unfailiar circulation of air around her exposed private parts. She slipped her foot out of her sandal and entwined her leg around his. She was starving, but not very hungry.
Was it perhaps Sally's or Peppe's...she wasn't paying attention to where she was or even the food. It had been eons since she felt the heat of a pizza oven. Hers was was stoked with possiblity. They had all night...She watched him eat, such an oral man he was! Watching his lusty munching inspired her nether orifice. He savored; she salivated. He chewed; her lips swelled. She inhaled deeply the smell of warm, salty, musky fresh clams. It had grown dark while they were eating. The cool night air carried a warmer moisture. It suggested an ocean nearby ( I guess it was New Haven) He led her to his car with gentle pressure on the small of her back. He lit a cigarette. With his free hand he traced her face in the darkness. She let him feel the broad smile on her face before she opened her mouth and welcomed his finger with her tongue. She inhaled deeply, brushing his forearm with her breasts as she pulled his finger deeper into her mouth. Her knees parted invitingly. He took another drag on his smoke and giggled.. "Not yet."
He parked on the street in a dodgyy part of a town she did not know. He turned and kissed her, pressing her head and torso against the seat of his classic beamer. His massive hands cupped her head. She slackened her neck and yielded completely to his kiss, Her breathing quickened and became audible.His hand probed beneath her skirt, assessing his impact. Apparently pleased with her level of arousal, he retreated to his side of the car, lit a cigarette and exited. She whimpered quietly as he retrieved a satchel from the trunk and came around to her door and opened it for her,whistling. They walked, weaving between patrons of seedy bars overflowing on to the street. They were older and better dressed than the revelers. She was not feeling safe and was about to tell him so when he stopped in front of an unlit shop and withdrew a set of keys from his pocket. He ushered her in without turning on the lights. He relocked and bolted the door. Barry opened his satchel and withdrew a length of black cotton with which he blindfolded her. She wished that she had been more attentive as they entered this place. It smelled smoky, slightly medicinal, and musty. The floor beneath her feet was wood, a tad uneven suggesting an old building. He turning on the lights. She heard the metallic switch and a fan overhead began to circulate the stale air. He removed her peasant blouse and left her standing beneath the fan wearing only a skirt. "Barry?" "Where did you go?" "Where are we?" "Shhhhh" Sound of running water. Sound of metal on glass. Rhythmic squeaking. Faint sound of music from nearby bars. Sound of Velcro?? Barry bustling in the far corner of the room. "What are you doing?"He replied with another "shhh", more demanding this time with no reassurance in his voice.
"Take off the skirt." He demanded matter of factly from across the room. She wiggled out of it and kicked it in the direction of his voice. She heard his footsteps approach her. He circled her, the only sound the creak of his shoes on the floor. She reached out for him, but he eluded her touch. He stroked her hair. She reached for his hand, but he clutched her wrist and secured to the other with velcro straps Her hands drawn tightly behind her back, she felt the need to remind him of her bad shoulder, but when she began to speak he inserted something into her mouth, something hard that kept her jaws parted, but disabled her speech. He lead her to the rear of shop, nearer, she surmised, to where he had been working. He seated her in a smooth leather chair and the noises of his business resumed without her questions.
Thursday, July 19, 2007
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
Sunday, July 08, 2007
The Summer Flea
Returns to the Boston Center for the Arts for One Day Only!Cyclorama, 539 Tremont St, Boston, Mass. Saturday, August 18, 2007Noon - 6pm.
I'll be leaving from Hartford at 9:30 A.M. If you need a ride, contact me.
The New England Leather Alliance presents the 29th Fetish Fair Fleamarket (FFF), featuring vendors and exhibitors from around the country.
I'll be leaving from Hartford at 9:30 A.M. If you need a ride, contact me.
The New England Leather Alliance presents the 29th Fetish Fair Fleamarket (FFF), featuring vendors and exhibitors from around the country.
Friday, July 06, 2007
100 Things About Me
1. I still am a Libertarian-bet that came as a surprise?
2. I miss being in love.
3. I don't yell and I hate being ignored.
4. I tire easily of listening to others complain about their life and other people. I am non judgmental.
5. I’ve improved with age.
6. I have few regrets and seldom vocalize them.
7. I am totally literal in my thinking.
8. I have never lied to protect myself.
9. I am often conflicted about issues but never after I've made a decision.
10. I crave physical contact.
11. I’ve lied to protect someone.
12. I’ve also learned valuable lessons in honesty.
13. No matter how much you read, talk to me, communicate with me, you will never understand me..
14. If I were a criminal lawyer, I'd be for the defense.
15. I remember my first kiss like it was only yesterday.
16. I don't own an American car.
17. I am opposed to the death penalty without exception.
18. My favorite sadistic tool is my right hand.
19. The mind is a close second.
20. No one has written a story that featured me.
21. I enjoy slow and easy just as much as fast and hard. The difference is when and why.
22. Dark blue is my favorite color.
23. The only thing I've ever broken is my nose.
24. I was never abused as a child.
25. I made a choice to become the way I am today.
26. Experience has not tempered my dominant style only refined it.
27. I recommend sex in a cemetary.
28. My touch comes on like a hammer but ends in a caress.
29. I am capable of utter and heartless cruelty - even towards myself.
30. I want a woman, not a girl. I am a man, and I want the playing field level when we start.
31. I avoid people who take certain medications.
32. I believe that all pain can be managed - physical, mental, emotional - if the will is there, the determination is there, and the strength to battle your own demons is there.
33. Anal sex drives me to distraction.
34. Jealousy has never driven me over the edge. I don’t allow for it.
35. I refuse to wear leather pants, chaps or hats.
36. I hate commitment. I have made a few and rued the day.
37. I can be playful.
38. I love and hate my job.
39. I believe in honor.
40. I have never been to the symphony.
41. I believe some of the best sex can be had without any ‘extras.’
42. I enjoy reading other 100’s lists for purely informational reasons. I like the quick and easy snap shot, as opposed to hours of archives.
43. I started this blog for reasons unknown to me.
44. I believe you can never go home again.
45. My favorite food is pizza - no sauce with garlic and fresh shucked clams. I am a pizza snob.
46. I have grown to love fresh fruit.
47. I hate tomatoes but love marinara sauce.
48. Thai food - real Thai food - is another vice.
49. Between Laura Linney and Hope Davis--Hope wins.
50. At one time in my life, I thought I wanted a slave. Until I had one and became utterly disgusted with her dependence upon me.
51. I cry every time I watch "To Kill A Mockingbird."
52. I learned in college that Herman Hesse and Ayn Rand are not compatible.
53. I can be emotionally manipulated by music if I can be calm enough to listen to it.
54. I own a convertible. I drive it with the top down when it snows
55. I enjoy fishing.
56. I prefer to do the cooking.
57. While I don’t like water skiing, I do love to snow ski.
58. While rope bondage is beautiful, I don’t like it for art, I like it for being able to creatively reduce someone to carry-on luggage. There is a difference.
59. I check my email every day.
60. Tell me the truth, even if it will hurt me. I’ll respect you more for it.
61. Why something happens is just as important as the event itself.
62. A gentle rain is exquisite.
63. When I fuck, there are times I am submissive.
64. I never throw my old glasses away.
65. I find that first impressions can be quite accurate, but are subject to change.
66. I enjoy progress.
67. I am a dog person.
68. I wonder if the first girl I took her her virginity from ever thinks of me?
69. I want to sleep with Joan Baez.
70. I hate to lose but do so with humor.
71. I hate cell phones and use mine only out of need-never to just talk.
72. I call a spade a spade.
73. My humor doesn’t always come through when I write, and I refuse to make one of these….
74. I polish my shoes.
75. I know how to do my own laundry.
76. I enjoyed high school.
77. I was raised dominant. My mother was dominant and we didn’t get along well.
78. I hate religion.
79. Call me B.
80. I admire strength - personal strength.
81. Dark hair will draw my attention every time.
82. Smell is an important draw for me. I often want to bury myself in sex because it smells so fucking good.
83. I’m straight but not narrow. I like all the kinky shit, but I am not attracted to men.
84. My favorite places on a woman are her neck, her breasts, her perineum and that place on the inside of her legs where her sex meets her thigh. Dear God, It’s Heaven.
85. There are things that I cannot forgive.
86. I had a great friend who passed away too young. I miss him.
87. I’ve seen death enough times to last me for ever.
88. Everyone I ever learned anything meaningful from is dead so I cling to every second of my life and try not to waste a single drop with fear or doubt.
89. Fear does however, sometimes keep you from being stupid.
90. I’ve been stupid enough times to know that.
91. I may not speak, but I do listen.
92. My best writing is done when I am passionate; Anger sustains me when creativity fails.
93. I am manipulative. To my own ends, sometimes, and to the ends for which you want to achieve success, I’ll motivate you.
94. I do my shopping online.
95. I still feel like Atlas, supporting the world from the outside.
96. Excuses, excuses…I don’t want to hear them.
97. I’m addicted to play lists. I often will record the same song over and over by a different artists.
98. Long hair, short hair - I just want to be able to bury my face in it.
99. I love to dance.
100. Kiss me. I’ll make it all go away.
2. I miss being in love.
3. I don't yell and I hate being ignored.
4. I tire easily of listening to others complain about their life and other people. I am non judgmental.
5. I’ve improved with age.
6. I have few regrets and seldom vocalize them.
7. I am totally literal in my thinking.
8. I have never lied to protect myself.
9. I am often conflicted about issues but never after I've made a decision.
10. I crave physical contact.
11. I’ve lied to protect someone.
12. I’ve also learned valuable lessons in honesty.
13. No matter how much you read, talk to me, communicate with me, you will never understand me..
14. If I were a criminal lawyer, I'd be for the defense.
15. I remember my first kiss like it was only yesterday.
16. I don't own an American car.
17. I am opposed to the death penalty without exception.
18. My favorite sadistic tool is my right hand.
19. The mind is a close second.
20. No one has written a story that featured me.
21. I enjoy slow and easy just as much as fast and hard. The difference is when and why.
22. Dark blue is my favorite color.
23. The only thing I've ever broken is my nose.
24. I was never abused as a child.
25. I made a choice to become the way I am today.
26. Experience has not tempered my dominant style only refined it.
27. I recommend sex in a cemetary.
28. My touch comes on like a hammer but ends in a caress.
29. I am capable of utter and heartless cruelty - even towards myself.
30. I want a woman, not a girl. I am a man, and I want the playing field level when we start.
31. I avoid people who take certain medications.
32. I believe that all pain can be managed - physical, mental, emotional - if the will is there, the determination is there, and the strength to battle your own demons is there.
33. Anal sex drives me to distraction.
34. Jealousy has never driven me over the edge. I don’t allow for it.
35. I refuse to wear leather pants, chaps or hats.
36. I hate commitment. I have made a few and rued the day.
37. I can be playful.
38. I love and hate my job.
39. I believe in honor.
40. I have never been to the symphony.
41. I believe some of the best sex can be had without any ‘extras.’
42. I enjoy reading other 100’s lists for purely informational reasons. I like the quick and easy snap shot, as opposed to hours of archives.
43. I started this blog for reasons unknown to me.
44. I believe you can never go home again.
45. My favorite food is pizza - no sauce with garlic and fresh shucked clams. I am a pizza snob.
46. I have grown to love fresh fruit.
47. I hate tomatoes but love marinara sauce.
48. Thai food - real Thai food - is another vice.
49. Between Laura Linney and Hope Davis--Hope wins.
50. At one time in my life, I thought I wanted a slave. Until I had one and became utterly disgusted with her dependence upon me.
51. I cry every time I watch "To Kill A Mockingbird."
52. I learned in college that Herman Hesse and Ayn Rand are not compatible.
53. I can be emotionally manipulated by music if I can be calm enough to listen to it.
54. I own a convertible. I drive it with the top down when it snows
55. I enjoy fishing.
56. I prefer to do the cooking.
57. While I don’t like water skiing, I do love to snow ski.
58. While rope bondage is beautiful, I don’t like it for art, I like it for being able to creatively reduce someone to carry-on luggage. There is a difference.
59. I check my email every day.
60. Tell me the truth, even if it will hurt me. I’ll respect you more for it.
61. Why something happens is just as important as the event itself.
62. A gentle rain is exquisite.
63. When I fuck, there are times I am submissive.
64. I never throw my old glasses away.
65. I find that first impressions can be quite accurate, but are subject to change.
66. I enjoy progress.
67. I am a dog person.
68. I wonder if the first girl I took her her virginity from ever thinks of me?
69. I want to sleep with Joan Baez.
70. I hate to lose but do so with humor.
71. I hate cell phones and use mine only out of need-never to just talk.
72. I call a spade a spade.
73. My humor doesn’t always come through when I write, and I refuse to make one of these….
74. I polish my shoes.
75. I know how to do my own laundry.
76. I enjoyed high school.
77. I was raised dominant. My mother was dominant and we didn’t get along well.
78. I hate religion.
79. Call me B.
80. I admire strength - personal strength.
81. Dark hair will draw my attention every time.
82. Smell is an important draw for me. I often want to bury myself in sex because it smells so fucking good.
83. I’m straight but not narrow. I like all the kinky shit, but I am not attracted to men.
84. My favorite places on a woman are her neck, her breasts, her perineum and that place on the inside of her legs where her sex meets her thigh. Dear God, It’s Heaven.
85. There are things that I cannot forgive.
86. I had a great friend who passed away too young. I miss him.
87. I’ve seen death enough times to last me for ever.
88. Everyone I ever learned anything meaningful from is dead so I cling to every second of my life and try not to waste a single drop with fear or doubt.
89. Fear does however, sometimes keep you from being stupid.
90. I’ve been stupid enough times to know that.
91. I may not speak, but I do listen.
92. My best writing is done when I am passionate; Anger sustains me when creativity fails.
93. I am manipulative. To my own ends, sometimes, and to the ends for which you want to achieve success, I’ll motivate you.
94. I do my shopping online.
95. I still feel like Atlas, supporting the world from the outside.
96. Excuses, excuses…I don’t want to hear them.
97. I’m addicted to play lists. I often will record the same song over and over by a different artists.
98. Long hair, short hair - I just want to be able to bury my face in it.
99. I love to dance.
100. Kiss me. I’ll make it all go away.
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