The Garden of Hedon

A few years ago I built a Queening Stool after seeing one used in some porn and wanting to try it myself. I didn't have plans to work from, I just used my imagination and put together this: The strings you see in the middle of the frame cradle the head of the sub to hold their face up to the hole. I later added in a couple of cleats to tie off the strings, allowing for adjustability. I took it to my tribe and we played with it....and have had much fun! It is very comfortable for both the sub and the Queen or King sitting on it. The sub is laying flat on their back with the head supported, the sub's body exposed to whatever the Dom wishes. I recently met a couple who enjoyed seeing the pictures of it in use on my Dom's Fetlife profile @Sir2sub  and they expressed a desire to have one. I thought about how to put one together with the scrap materials that I have laying around and realized that it wouldn't be that hard to do, so here we go. First step is to gather

My Dom asked me a question the other day, about what position I would most like to be tied in? In thinking about the answer, my mind started fantasizing about our upcoming playdate and becoming more vivid in visualization. I got very hard thinking about this, and every time I come back to it I get hard. This is a storyboard of the fantasy, not the flowery descriptive storytelling, but the play-by-play. Sir is the Dom, subf is his female partner, subm is his male sub. Its been a few months since the four of us got together. Sir, my Dom, greets me warmly at the door with hugs and kisses, as does subf and subm. We set up the dungeon, lay out the toys, lubes, water bottles, etc then we anally prep and groom for play. We subs are all wearing our fishnet bodysuits and I am wearing a collar and wrist/ankle cuffs. subf and subm present me to Sir in the dungeon where he exerts his control over me. He starts by clicking a chain leash to my neck collar. He then orders his subs to place me

Im now settling back into my reading chair after a day where I got up early, packed up my car with all my possessions that I've had with me for a year and a half of living remotely from my house, cleaned up the house I was renting and drove three hours through the mountains to come home. My new job offers me a short commute, higher wage, less stress, etc. Most importantly, I will have more opportunity to get together with my tribe now and engage in hot kinky bisexual threesomes and moresomes. My year and a half of living on the remote coast was a good experience for me professionally, but almost all other aspects of my life suffered. I'm glad to be home again. I have a lot of catching up to do with spending time with my wife, home improvement projects, and exploring my perverted sexuality.

I know.  I could resort to the usual excuse of being too busy but I have been in an existential and literary funk for a while, and change is coming soon again. A new opportunity is available to me that will have me relocating back to where I want to be, living more of the lifestyle I want to live. Stay tuned. In the meantime;

I came across this TEDtalk on Youtube and found it very interesting https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OqUaEJLfrLo Speaker Theo E.J. Wilson points out something that I have felt for a long time, that a lot of the problems we have today in the US are a result of decades of poor education. We have a whole population that doesn't know it's history, doesn't know how to research facts, doesn't know how to critically think, and gets it's information packaged and propagandized to them from select filtered sources.

The other day while I was on my back with my legs in the air with Sir fucking my ass, I had some thoughts going through my mind, which sometimes happens while I am in certain stages of anal sex. At many stages of sex my thinking is narrowly focused on how I am feeling, the visual aesthetics of the scene I am in, pleasing my partner(s), etc, but sometimes there are certain stages of the mind/body/sex experience where my mind goes off into more circumspect realms and I think about things that I normally wouldn't or couldn't when I'm in the throes of ecstasy. It was just me and Sir, two guys enjoying anal sex. Sir was pounding my ass and saying things to me about how he wants to get another guy with us to fuck me as well. The thought of this was turning me on, not just the idea of bottoming for another guy and enjoying an abundance of sex but the turn-on was the BDSM aspect of having my Master "give" me to another guy to serve as his fucktoy. It lit off a flame of