Thursday, January 7, 2010


A friend asked me yesterday how do I find/meet people in the lifestyle. I simply replied, I just happen to bump into them one way or another. Mostly by chance. For example, my friend who asked the question is a guy I bumped into one day while surfing the internet. One thing lead to another, we had lunch, then dinner, and now we are fairly good friends. We share a lot of common interests in kinks. He is fascinated with BDSM. Sometimes he gets off on the deep dark shit, sometimes he gets off on simply hearing a sub reply yes sir. He is admittaly a novice and could never take it to the level that I have. Actually he is prob more of a sub himself because I really think he sits there and jerks his pud while reading my emails about my experience.

I remember going to a dungeon once and discovering someone I went to high school with in there playing. I walked into a room to witness a scene and there on his hands and knees was a very popular guy from school, getting his ass caned by this towering woman. I didnt know it was him while the scene was going on. I discovered who he was after the scene was over. I was getting up to leave and when his masked was removed, I recognized him. A few days went by before I made contact with the woman who was controlling the scene. After conversing with her, she gave me the email address for this guy and after a few exchanges I scared the piss out of him when I "outted" him in an email. After I fucked with him for a few more emails, I let him know who I was. Today, we exchange emails regularly and not only discuss current events of the world, who we made contact with from high school etc, but we also exchange some conversations, thoughts and ideas about BDSM.

I suppose I have good freakdar. I can be in public and pick out freaks. Not the ones who look it. But the ones who dont look it. Many times I have pointed out someone who I deemed as freaky. Depending on company I am with, many have challenged me to prove it. So being the one to NOT back down from a challenge, I go to work and work my magic. More often then not I am right. And I have collected some hefty bounties for my discoveries and conquers. The biggest pay out being the use of a sub for a week and all the beer I could drink in a year. That was a good year. Hell that was one hell of a week with that sub. I had so much fun with her. The exploits of that week are another post in itself. Maybe one day.... WEG.

Bottom line is, you never know who you are going to run into that is freaky, kinky, or simply into something that might be out of the norm. However, nothing is out of the norm for me. What might be kinky and/or freaky to you might simply be normal for me. When people call me a pervert, I reply, I am a provert, I am a professional at it.

I will inflict the pain, but I will kiss away the tears.


Over the past few months I have been stressed to the max. The biggest contributor to that is work. In my 37 years I have never been as stressed as I have been lately. For Christmas, I went to the beach. Got away from work and drank enough beer to float a battleship, got lost in a book and allowed the beach and sun to recharge my batteries. I came back to work and a lot of the stress is gone, but not all of it.

A few weeks ago, I found out a good couple friend of mine is splitting up. They seemed to have been a happy couple. A loving couple. A fun couple. But he just decided he was done and wanted to move on to someone else. Shocking for a lot of us. Well, me being the good guy I am, I offered a shoulder, an ear, even a fist and ball bat. So far she has taken me up on 2 of the four. However, the stress she is going through is causing me to feel her pain. Not saying it is too much for me, but how long should I calmly sit on the sidelines and keep my mouth shut. Eventually I will snap, and I will say my peace to him. Tell him what a miserable fucking puke he is for doing this. Something tells me he will soon learn the err of his ways. I am not going to dwell on this because I really don't have any control over this. I will simply be the good guy I am and be there for her whenever she needs me.

Well this morning, I find out through a social networking site that this guy my sister has a kid with left my sister at the ER last night while she was getting a pain shot for a migraine to go out with his buddies to get drunk. I am not going to get into the history of this guy and my sisters relationship with him, but I will tell you this, if mom was still alive, she would have already killed him. This guy is the second one to make the "Guys who need their ass kicked" list in the past few weeks. The problem with this one is, he is 3 hours away and I just cant take my lunch hour, catch him in a parking lot and beat the fuck out of him. Ok, maybe I have seen one too many mafia movies.

With all of this said, my stress level is back up. When I stop and think about it, I remind myself of something I always say. "Isn't it funny how life always seems to work itself out?" Well, for once I can not wait for life to works itself out on these last two issues. I can not wait for those that have it coming to them, reap what they sow. I just hope I am there to witness it.

No matter how stressed you may get, it does always work itself out. Exercise patience and wait for that to happen. Sometimes it is over night, sometimes it takes longer. Week or two, maybe a month, sometimes longer. But it will work itself out.

Then again, I could always take my stress out on a pain slut and swing a flogger until my arms lock up.

I will inflict the pain, but I will kiss away the tears.