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Ode To My New Muzzle

Ode To My New Muzzle

the black leather collar

still stiff from the store

has yet to soften from use

and grinds into my neck as

i try. to. sleep.

the scent of leather; my jaw

clamped shut by your straps

which cross my head like

a spider’s web; trapped i lie

and wonder if any sleep will

come, if any sleep will come.

it is morning. i remember a

dream, but it was short and

soon again i laid awake. i think

i slept for twenty solid consecutive

lights out minutes.

mmmmm.


Another Cool Toy

My goal for this evening was completely unrelated to sex. I’m going through an evaluation period about what I might next do with my life, and so my goal for tonight, aside from start writing a speech which I need to deliver in two weeks (mission accomplished), was to do some non-Hitching Post journaling about career options. This, of course, means that the last thing I actually want to do is journal about my five year plan. So clearly the only thing do do was procrastinate. I vacuumed, cleaned the top of my stove, did some laundry, and made my bed. This was of course all after going to the gym and eating supper. And so now I’m blogging out here. What was that about career goals?

So anyway last night I was chatting with a dude who I talk with pretty regularly. He’s kind of far away, but we’ve discussed meeting up. We’re fairly like-minded, and he seems sane and smart and sexy – the “Three S’s” if you will. He’s a switch and I think there is some fun to be had there, and he’s easy to talk with about any random thing. Which, clearly, means kink.

Anyway so last night he was talking about what his latest gear purchase might be, then sent me this link asking my opinion if he should get this or a ball gag / collar combo:

http://www.mr-s-leather.com/PRE152.html

*drool*

I told him, and I quote:

I think if you’re going to splurge you should get those irons. I’m sure you already have some gags for making boys be quiet, but you need some restrictive and painful bondage to make them moan through said gags.

No, that wasn’t me volunteering. Not at all. Why would you even think that? =)

The blurb’s section about using the irons as a punishment tool totally feeds my punishment kink, and the thought of submitting via that and a good ball gag is kind of distracting.

Which, of course, is exactly what I’ve been looking for all night.


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