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Sex program appeals to some at UW; others see $90,000 bill as undesirable
Arousing debate
By MEGAN TWOHEY
Madison - "No matter how hard you hit someone with this flogger, it will not hurt," said Ann Slabosky, a senior at the University of Wisconsin-Madison, as she unleashed a black leather whip on the forearm of her partner.
The duo was leading a workshop on sexual pleasure for nearly 15 classmates in the lounge of a residence hall. They had started with a discussion of body parts and were now on the subject of sex toys. The toys were being removed from a large red toolbox and passed around with glee.
"Can I whip you?" one participant giggled to another after the flogger landed in her lap.
It was all part of Sex Out Loud, a student organization causing a lot of, um, excitement at UW-Madison. Begun a decade ago to provide information about HIV and other sexually transmitted infections, the group has expanded to include graphic workshops on how to give and receive sexual pleasure.
According to the federal government, nearly 80% of college students 18 to 24 years of age are having sex. As Sex Out Loud sees it, these students should be having sex that is safe and pleasurable. Its programming comes at a time when colleges are seeing an explosion of sex columnists at student newspapers and the introduction of campus sex magazines, such as Harvard's H Bomb and Boston University's Boink.
But while many students are grateful for the straightforward information, some say the organization has gone too far. The group receives nearly $90,000 in student fees. Critics say students shouldn't have to foot the bill for pleasure programming.
The Family Research Institute of Wisconsin is appalled that such programming exists at all.
"This whole thing with the sex toys is positively narcissistic," said Judith Brant, the organization's project coordinator. "Sex is a gift we've been given to express our love for a person of the opposite sex within the confines of marriage. Once you break out of that, you're setting yourself up for a whole lot of heartbreak and perversion."
Abstinence education expanding
The Family Research Institute of Wisconsin supports abstinence-only-until-marriage education, which has been on the rise in the United States for the last 10 years, receiving more than $1 billion in state and federal funding since 1996.
To get funding, teachers must adhere to strict guidelines, including that "a mutually faithful monogamous relationship in the context of marriage is the expected standard of all human sexuality" and that "sexual activity outside the context of marriage is likely to have harmful psychological and physical effects." Discussion of contraceptive methods emphasizes their failure rates.
Advocates say it's important to stress abstinence because it's the most effective way to prevent teen pregnancy and sexually transmitted infections.
But Sex Out Loud and its supporters see the education as harmful. The percentage of U.S. teens who received formal instruction about birth control methods declined sharply from 1995 to 2002, while the percentage who received only information about abstinence more than doubled, according to a report published in the December issue of Perspectives on Sexual and Reproductive Health.
The result: "A vast majority of students arrive on campus with virtually no real sexual education," said John DeLamater, a sociology professor at UW-Madison who teaches a course on human sexuality.
DeLamater said students are getting messages about sex from the media that often are unrealistic and irresponsible. Many students involved in a recent discussion of sexually transmitted infections, he said, thought they were immune from such infections, that they happened only to other types of people.
Mike Zdero, a UW-Madison junior who grew up in South Milwaukee, said the limited sex education he received in elementary school, junior high and 10th grade was one reason he became a Sex Out Loud coordinator.
The group, which conducts its programming in residence halls, fraternities and student apartments on a weekly basis, provides detailed information on a variety of safe-sex practices, including but not limited to abstinence. Zdero said he likes to be part of a sex education that "has no moral agenda."
But what about the new pleasure programming, which also includes detailed presentations on anal sex, role-playing, porn and BDSM - bondage and discipline, dominance and submission, sadism and masochism?
Sex Out Loud says these are among the kinks and fetishes that can help students satisfy their sexual desires, and that sexual pleasure improves physical and mental health.
"We really believe that healthy sexuality is an important part of being a healthy person," said Slabosky, a program coordinator. "Protecting yourself from sexually transmitted infections and unplanned pregnancy is important. But another important part is being comfortable with your sexuality and being able to pursue what you want."
It's not the only student organization providing this type of programming, although it might be the only one in Wisconsin. A group called Cuffs at Iowa State University is devoted to kink, fetish and BDSM. Students at Oberlin College in Ohio run a Sexual Information Center, which provides information on how to have safe and pleasurable sex.
A place to ask questions
Monica Rodriguez, vice president for education and training at the Sexuality Information and Education Council of the United States, said peer sex education is valuable because it offers students a comfortable environment in which to ask questions. She said sexual pleasure is among the things that young people want to know about.
"Educators are afraid to acknowledge sexual pleasure," Rodriguez said. "This generation is like - 'Hey! Whoa! This is important!' "
At the recent Sex Out Loud workshop on pleasure, participants submitted anonymous questions on paper, which were answered candidly by Zdero and Slabosky. As the program went on, students began asking questions out loud and cracking jokes. When it came to a close, they said they were pleased with the experience.
"It was interesting because there's no place to talk about this stuff," sophomore Alicia Torres Geary said.
Sophomore Tony Uhl agreed.
"The subject is taboo," he said. "When you see people your own age, it makes you comfortable to ask questions."
Not everyone is enthusiastic.
In October, senior Danny Tenenbaum wrote a column for The Badger Herald decrying the use of student fees for Sex Out Loud's pleasure programs. He said that, at a time of rising tuition, it was outrageous to allocate funding for such things.
"You don't need to be a social or fiscal conservative to recognize the ridiculousness of sex-toy shopping spree funded by the students of an institute for higher education . . . The lavish excess demonstrated in the Sex Out Loud's budget is nothing less than a slap in the face of the students of UW-Madison."
Zdero's parents aren't thrilled about the pleasure programs either.
"They don't think that people should talk about this stuff in public, only with their partners," he said. "I say - 'How are couples even going to know what to talk about without programs like this?' "
Arousing debate
By MEGAN TWOHEY
Madison - "No matter how hard you hit someone with this flogger, it will not hurt," said Ann Slabosky, a senior at the University of Wisconsin-Madison, as she unleashed a black leather whip on the forearm of her partner.
The duo was leading a workshop on sexual pleasure for nearly 15 classmates in the lounge of a residence hall. They had started with a discussion of body parts and were now on the subject of sex toys. The toys were being removed from a large red toolbox and passed around with glee.
"Can I whip you?" one participant giggled to another after the flogger landed in her lap.
It was all part of Sex Out Loud, a student organization causing a lot of, um, excitement at UW-Madison. Begun a decade ago to provide information about HIV and other sexually transmitted infections, the group has expanded to include graphic workshops on how to give and receive sexual pleasure.
According to the federal government, nearly 80% of college students 18 to 24 years of age are having sex. As Sex Out Loud sees it, these students should be having sex that is safe and pleasurable. Its programming comes at a time when colleges are seeing an explosion of sex columnists at student newspapers and the introduction of campus sex magazines, such as Harvard's H Bomb and Boston University's Boink.
But while many students are grateful for the straightforward information, some say the organization has gone too far. The group receives nearly $90,000 in student fees. Critics say students shouldn't have to foot the bill for pleasure programming.
The Family Research Institute of Wisconsin is appalled that such programming exists at all.
"This whole thing with the sex toys is positively narcissistic," said Judith Brant, the organization's project coordinator. "Sex is a gift we've been given to express our love for a person of the opposite sex within the confines of marriage. Once you break out of that, you're setting yourself up for a whole lot of heartbreak and perversion."
Abstinence education expanding
The Family Research Institute of Wisconsin supports abstinence-only-until-marriage education, which has been on the rise in the United States for the last 10 years, receiving more than $1 billion in state and federal funding since 1996.
To get funding, teachers must adhere to strict guidelines, including that "a mutually faithful monogamous relationship in the context of marriage is the expected standard of all human sexuality" and that "sexual activity outside the context of marriage is likely to have harmful psychological and physical effects." Discussion of contraceptive methods emphasizes their failure rates.
Advocates say it's important to stress abstinence because it's the most effective way to prevent teen pregnancy and sexually transmitted infections.
But Sex Out Loud and its supporters see the education as harmful. The percentage of U.S. teens who received formal instruction about birth control methods declined sharply from 1995 to 2002, while the percentage who received only information about abstinence more than doubled, according to a report published in the December issue of Perspectives on Sexual and Reproductive Health.
The result: "A vast majority of students arrive on campus with virtually no real sexual education," said John DeLamater, a sociology professor at UW-Madison who teaches a course on human sexuality.
DeLamater said students are getting messages about sex from the media that often are unrealistic and irresponsible. Many students involved in a recent discussion of sexually transmitted infections, he said, thought they were immune from such infections, that they happened only to other types of people.
Mike Zdero, a UW-Madison junior who grew up in South Milwaukee, said the limited sex education he received in elementary school, junior high and 10th grade was one reason he became a Sex Out Loud coordinator.
The group, which conducts its programming in residence halls, fraternities and student apartments on a weekly basis, provides detailed information on a variety of safe-sex practices, including but not limited to abstinence. Zdero said he likes to be part of a sex education that "has no moral agenda."
But what about the new pleasure programming, which also includes detailed presentations on anal sex, role-playing, porn and BDSM - bondage and discipline, dominance and submission, sadism and masochism?
Sex Out Loud says these are among the kinks and fetishes that can help students satisfy their sexual desires, and that sexual pleasure improves physical and mental health.
"We really believe that healthy sexuality is an important part of being a healthy person," said Slabosky, a program coordinator. "Protecting yourself from sexually transmitted infections and unplanned pregnancy is important. But another important part is being comfortable with your sexuality and being able to pursue what you want."
It's not the only student organization providing this type of programming, although it might be the only one in Wisconsin. A group called Cuffs at Iowa State University is devoted to kink, fetish and BDSM. Students at Oberlin College in Ohio run a Sexual Information Center, which provides information on how to have safe and pleasurable sex.
A place to ask questions
Monica Rodriguez, vice president for education and training at the Sexuality Information and Education Council of the United States, said peer sex education is valuable because it offers students a comfortable environment in which to ask questions. She said sexual pleasure is among the things that young people want to know about.
"Educators are afraid to acknowledge sexual pleasure," Rodriguez said. "This generation is like - 'Hey! Whoa! This is important!' "
At the recent Sex Out Loud workshop on pleasure, participants submitted anonymous questions on paper, which were answered candidly by Zdero and Slabosky. As the program went on, students began asking questions out loud and cracking jokes. When it came to a close, they said they were pleased with the experience.
"It was interesting because there's no place to talk about this stuff," sophomore Alicia Torres Geary said.
Sophomore Tony Uhl agreed.
"The subject is taboo," he said. "When you see people your own age, it makes you comfortable to ask questions."
Not everyone is enthusiastic.
In October, senior Danny Tenenbaum wrote a column for The Badger Herald decrying the use of student fees for Sex Out Loud's pleasure programs. He said that, at a time of rising tuition, it was outrageous to allocate funding for such things.
"You don't need to be a social or fiscal conservative to recognize the ridiculousness of sex-toy shopping spree funded by the students of an institute for higher education . . . The lavish excess demonstrated in the Sex Out Loud's budget is nothing less than a slap in the face of the students of UW-Madison."
Zdero's parents aren't thrilled about the pleasure programs either.
"They don't think that people should talk about this stuff in public, only with their partners," he said. "I say - 'How are couples even going to know what to talk about without programs like this?' "
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Can you say "GB"
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Ummmn no that is a mere distraction Fu ......... smilesShankara20 said:
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Electric Storytime....
KINKY SUMBITCH
(There is but one name in homoerotic fiction in Swine Junction, Alabama. And that name is Gottfried Vanderplatt, though that is probably not his real name.)
"Here's what you gonna do," Bobby said, with that mischievous grin of his. "You gonna take off them clothes, right quick." And that's exactly what Clem did.
"Lookin' good," Bobby growled at the naked man. "Lookin' very good. Why don't you just take them pink-and-yeller tassels and tape 'em to your nipples, like I showed you how." Without a word, Clem did as he was told.
"Hell yeah!" Bobby screamed. "That's what I'm talkin' about, boy! Now you see that giant paper-mache kitty-cat head? That's right, go ahead and put it on." So Clem gently lowered the monstrous head over his own, while Bobby clapped and whistled.
"Good lord," Clem said, "you sure is one kinky sumbitch."
"I ain't payin' you to talk!" Bobby bellowed, snapping a cat o' nine tails across Clem's bare back. "Now you git to workin' on my tax return!"
KINKY SUMBITCH
(There is but one name in homoerotic fiction in Swine Junction, Alabama. And that name is Gottfried Vanderplatt, though that is probably not his real name.)
"Here's what you gonna do," Bobby said, with that mischievous grin of his. "You gonna take off them clothes, right quick." And that's exactly what Clem did.
"Lookin' good," Bobby growled at the naked man. "Lookin' very good. Why don't you just take them pink-and-yeller tassels and tape 'em to your nipples, like I showed you how." Without a word, Clem did as he was told.
"Hell yeah!" Bobby screamed. "That's what I'm talkin' about, boy! Now you see that giant paper-mache kitty-cat head? That's right, go ahead and put it on." So Clem gently lowered the monstrous head over his own, while Bobby clapped and whistled.
"Good lord," Clem said, "you sure is one kinky sumbitch."
"I ain't payin' you to talk!" Bobby bellowed, snapping a cat o' nine tails across Clem's bare back. "Now you git to workin' on my tax return!"
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as is most of life my dear, as is most of life.....
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Hog Wild
PAST OUT by Liz Highleyman
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Marlon Brando in The Wild One (1953). © Columbia Pictures
Motorcycle clubs, a mainstay of gay culture since the 1950s, ushered in a new brand of queer masculinity, and gave rise to today’s leather/BDSM community.
In the 1920s and 1930s, motorcycle culture emerged in the United States, often revolving around racing. The popularity of motorcycles grew during World War II, as motorcyclists were regarded as something of a modern-day cavalry. Upon leaving military service in the late 1940s, many gay men stayed in port cities rather than returning to their hometowns.
Just as the Hell’s Angels purportedly was started by former bomber pilots and paratroopers unwilling to settle into mainstream life, gay men likewise sought to retain the “easy camaraderie, the stress and thrill of real risk-taking, and the masculine sexuality that they had known during their military days,” according to author Guy Baldwin.
Gay and straight men alike embraced the image of the outlaw biker as a free-spirited rebel, as exemplified by the 1953 Marlon Brando film The Wild One.
The first gay motorcycle club in the United States was the Satyrs, founded in Los Angeles in 1954. The earliest Northern California club was the Warlocks, established in 1960. By the mid-1960s, San Francisco’s South of Market district had become a hotbed of the gay motorcycle scene.
While California continued to host the greatest concentration of clubs, similar groups cropped up around the country. The Empire City Motorcycle Club of New York City, founded in 1964, claims to be the oldest ongoing GLBT organization east of the Rockies.
Gay motorcycle clubs provided an outlet for socialization—and often for sex. The early biker scene was allied closely with the emerging “Old Guard” leather/BDSM culture. The watering holes of the clubs became some of the first leather bars. Stylized biker gear emerged as a sort of uniform for a segment of the gay community, featuring engineer boots, crotchless black leather chaps, and military-style caps.
Motorcycle club outings, known as runs, typically involved manly activities such as camping trips. While bikers eschewed the stereotypical gay male effeminacy of the era, their events often featured pageantry and camp of a different sort, including drag shows.
Many motorcycle clubs performed charitable work, sponsoring holiday toy drives for children, as well as fund-raisers that originally assisted injured riders, and later helped people with AIDS.
Although early gay motorcycle clubs were men-only, some lesbians also embraced the lifestyle, forming women’s clubs, such as the Moving Violations in Boston (1985) and the Sirens in New York City (1986). The original Dykes on Bikes, who first rode in the 1976 San Francisco Pride Parade, became a nonprofit officially known as the Women’s Motorcycle Contingent.
Over the years, the nature of queer motorcycle culture has changed. With the advent of gay liberation in the late 1960s, many men no longer felt the need for secretive fraternal organizations, and liberal activists rejected the hierarchy and militarism of the early clubs.
With the emergence of groups specifically devoted to leather/BDSM, motorcycle riding and fetish sexuality diverged as, Baldwin relates, some serious riders were “embarrassed by the erotic visibility of the kinky crowd.”
Today, gay motorcycle culture continues to thrive, and new clubs emerge. Mirroring trends in the larger GLBT community, many of today’s clubs welcome members of all genders and sexual orientations.
In the words of the organizers of the annual Queer Biker Invasion of Death Valley, being queer is “a state of mind, and you know if it fits you.”
PAST OUT by Liz Highleyman
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Marlon Brando in The Wild One (1953). © Columbia Pictures
Motorcycle clubs, a mainstay of gay culture since the 1950s, ushered in a new brand of queer masculinity, and gave rise to today’s leather/BDSM community.
In the 1920s and 1930s, motorcycle culture emerged in the United States, often revolving around racing. The popularity of motorcycles grew during World War II, as motorcyclists were regarded as something of a modern-day cavalry. Upon leaving military service in the late 1940s, many gay men stayed in port cities rather than returning to their hometowns.
Just as the Hell’s Angels purportedly was started by former bomber pilots and paratroopers unwilling to settle into mainstream life, gay men likewise sought to retain the “easy camaraderie, the stress and thrill of real risk-taking, and the masculine sexuality that they had known during their military days,” according to author Guy Baldwin.
Gay and straight men alike embraced the image of the outlaw biker as a free-spirited rebel, as exemplified by the 1953 Marlon Brando film The Wild One.
The first gay motorcycle club in the United States was the Satyrs, founded in Los Angeles in 1954. The earliest Northern California club was the Warlocks, established in 1960. By the mid-1960s, San Francisco’s South of Market district had become a hotbed of the gay motorcycle scene.
While California continued to host the greatest concentration of clubs, similar groups cropped up around the country. The Empire City Motorcycle Club of New York City, founded in 1964, claims to be the oldest ongoing GLBT organization east of the Rockies.
Gay motorcycle clubs provided an outlet for socialization—and often for sex. The early biker scene was allied closely with the emerging “Old Guard” leather/BDSM culture. The watering holes of the clubs became some of the first leather bars. Stylized biker gear emerged as a sort of uniform for a segment of the gay community, featuring engineer boots, crotchless black leather chaps, and military-style caps.
Motorcycle club outings, known as runs, typically involved manly activities such as camping trips. While bikers eschewed the stereotypical gay male effeminacy of the era, their events often featured pageantry and camp of a different sort, including drag shows.
Many motorcycle clubs performed charitable work, sponsoring holiday toy drives for children, as well as fund-raisers that originally assisted injured riders, and later helped people with AIDS.
Although early gay motorcycle clubs were men-only, some lesbians also embraced the lifestyle, forming women’s clubs, such as the Moving Violations in Boston (1985) and the Sirens in New York City (1986). The original Dykes on Bikes, who first rode in the 1976 San Francisco Pride Parade, became a nonprofit officially known as the Women’s Motorcycle Contingent.
Over the years, the nature of queer motorcycle culture has changed. With the advent of gay liberation in the late 1960s, many men no longer felt the need for secretive fraternal organizations, and liberal activists rejected the hierarchy and militarism of the early clubs.
With the emergence of groups specifically devoted to leather/BDSM, motorcycle riding and fetish sexuality diverged as, Baldwin relates, some serious riders were “embarrassed by the erotic visibility of the kinky crowd.”
Today, gay motorcycle culture continues to thrive, and new clubs emerge. Mirroring trends in the larger GLBT community, many of today’s clubs welcome members of all genders and sexual orientations.
In the words of the organizers of the annual Queer Biker Invasion of Death Valley, being queer is “a state of mind, and you know if it fits you.”
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Getting Funky with Manatee Pr0n
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Are you really prepared to miss this ?
Do you feel lucky ?
I know I do.
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Are you really prepared to miss this ?
Do you feel lucky ?
I know I do.
Credit Link to KS.
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sign out before the live cam starts!!!!!!!!!!
*mumble to self - shouldaknownbetter, shouldaknownbetter*
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Thanks Darlun
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@}-}rebecca---- said:Oh fabulous I have the Fu King of Endorsements on this one huh ........smiles
Thanks Darlun
doing what I can with what I have my dear....
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That is an outrageous violation of the Marine Mammal Protection Act (MMPA)!! Rebecca, you face a $25,000 fine for harassment of a marine mammal. Of course, you could just pay me $10 and I'll smooth it all for you. 
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Okaaaaaaaaaaay ..............carefully wraps Miss Callinectes Christmas Present...smilescallinectes said:That is an outrageous violation of the Marine Mammal Protection Act (MMPA)!! Rebecca, you face a $25,000 fine for harassment of a marine mammal. Of course, you could just pay me $10 and I'll smooth it all for you.
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Hmmmn seafood extender 2 weeks in the snail mail.....she can't say that breaches the Marine Mammal Protection Act .........heh
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A Gorgeous yet Evil Domme friend wrote this for me as a present for me several years ago now, I hope you enjoy it........smiles
Once again thank you Bitch Ma'am
Once again thank you Bitch Ma'am
~Just as I promised, Rebecca.....Love Bitch~
Frissle hopped behind the chimney quick at the sounds from the street below. Dang humans, what was one of them doing out at this time of night, anyway? He peeked around the corner of the warm bricks and nearly slid off the roof. No! Couldn't be! Oh, no, it wasn't. She was just in one of those silly elf costumes the humans made. She sure filled it out better than any elf did, though.
Frissle ogled shamelessly as the woman staggered up the street, then sucked in a breath as she turned towards him. What was she doing? She unzipped her bright red coat and took off her scarf, and wrapped it around the neck of one of the snowmen in the yard below. Frissle grinned. There was a whole crew of snowmen at this house, the kids must have had a busy day. They were good kids, he'd already checked them off on the good side of Santa's list, and had been about ready to hop to the next roof when the drunken woman appeared.
He twitched his finger and the snowman behind her reached over and goosed her. The shapely blonde woman let out a little shriek and spun around, a bit too quickly in the snow. Frissle almost lost his grip on the chimney smothering his laughter as she sat abruptly, her lovely legs spread wide. He couldn't resist making sure a little snow made it up her skirt to tease her naughty bits. Her eyes widened and she scrambled quickly to get up, managing to turn over and push her legs straight, hands still buried in the snow as she tried to catch her drunken balance. Oh, this was just too good.
Frissle's finger pointed and another snowman moved a little to press up against her bottom as she tried to stand. Yet another slid up in front of her and she suddenly had a mouth full of snow just as the wind blew her skirt up. It stifled her cry when the snow slid down the crack of her ass to rub against her soaked panties. The elf was laughing hysterically as she pulled herself from between the snowmen and stumbled trying to get out between them. When she fell yet again he used both hands to cover his mouth and try to stay quiet.
That was a mistake. Suddenly Frissle was sliding down the roof. It happened too fast and he was laughing too hard to catch himself and suddenly he was falling straight toward the woman looking up at him wide-eyed. Oh, Santa was not going to like this.
Frissle landed with an oomph and slowly looked up from between her thighs, trying a very uncertain smile out on her. The woman's eyes narrowed. She glared. Uh oh.
"Who, and what, are you?" She didn't look quite so drunk any more. Frissle figured the adrenalin from his little game must have woke her up a bit.
"Me? Oh nobody, I'm nobody, really, you should just go home and sleep it off, you just dreamed it, nothing happened, really, I'm not even here, just a dream, that's it, just a dream, you should head on home now, really…" He jumped up and tried to lift her out of the snow and send her on home.
She wasn't having any of it. Darn it anyway, she was too focused now for the little distracting magics to work. She let him pull her out of the snow, but kept her hold on his hand. "Who, and what, are you?" Her eyes wandered over his pointy ears sticking out the sides of his red cap, the longish nose, the wiry frame. "You look like an elf."
Frissle whimpered. "Oh, Santa's gonna kill me this time."
Her bright blue eyes narrowed. "Santa? You're going to get in trouble if he finds out, aren't you?"
He whimpered again. "Oooh, I don't like the look in your eyes…Please miss, I'm just a simple elf, I didn’t mean no harm. Ooh, I'm always getting in trouble, but not like this, not with a human, oooh he's gonna put me on toy-sanding duty forever."
She grinned. "I won't tell. If…"
Frissle looked at her warily. "If what, miss?"
"If you do just exactly as I say, for the next 2 hours." The bright blue eyes had a definite gleam to them now.
"Oh miss…I don't have much choice, do I?" Frissle looked up at her and shivered, and wasn't quite sure why.
"None. Come along now." She started back off down the street, Frissle's hand firmly clasped in hers, towing him along.
"I hope the reindeer never find out about this. Blitzen would never let me hear the end of it." Frissle trotted along behind her, hand imprisoned in her firm grip while his eyes strayed to her firm ass in spite of his problems. "Ooohhhh Frissle what have you done this time?"
The woman took him to her home, a nice little house around the corner, and stood him in her living room in front of a bare tree waiting for decorations. She took off her coat and stood in front of him in her short green skirt, red thigh high hose, and red brocade corset. Her blond hair trailed down her arms in rich waves.
"Frissle, is that your name?"
He nodded, eyes locked on the corset. "Um, yes miss."
"Frissle, take off your clothes."
Her blue eyes gleamed as his startled glance finally left her breasts. "My clothes?"
"Yes Frissle, your clothes, and quickly, or I'll make sure Santa AND the reindeer hear about this." Her bright red lips curved in a wicked smile.
"Oh, you're very naughty, miss." Frissle started pulling off his tunic.
"Yes, Frissle, I'm very naughty indeed." Her laughter tinkled like bells as she opened the box of Christmas decorations sitting near the tree.
She pulled out a bundle of tinselly garland and turned back toward him as he peeled his tights off his feet and stood naked in front of her. Elves weren't very well endowed, she observed. Oh well, that wouldn't matter much for her games. He did seem to be enjoying himself more than he wanted to admit though. She winked at him and was amused to see the elf blush.
"Face the tree, Frissle, and put your arms around it." She found the ends of the garland and put them together to find the center.
"It's all scratchy, miss!" Frissle objected as he gingerly stepped close to the small tree.
"Do you want me to talk to Santa Frissle? Then hug the damn tree!" She walked around and grabbed his wrists as he hurriedly and with much flinching pressed himself into her tree.
The garland bound his wrists as far around the tree as he could reach without falling over with it. His legs were spread wide to keep his balance until he was almost straddling the base of the short fat tree she had picked out that afternoon. He looked so miserable. She smiled and reached through the branches to tease him a bit. Her hand slid along his little cock and tickled and teased until the little tree shook with his squirming. He was so cute!
Frissle moaned softly as he gave in to it. Her hand on him was so nice, and the scratchiness of the tree on his belly and thighs was actually feeling good. His hips tried to thrust into her hand and the needles scraped along his ribs. He shivered and moaned again. "Oh miss, that's so…naughty…"
She giggled. "I haven't begun to get naughty yet, Frissle." She let him go and went back to the box, pulling some tinsel from it. She took a few strands and reached between his legs from behind. The tinsel wrapped around his little cock and balls and she tied it tight, giggling as he moaned again. Some more around his cock, then his balls, and she pulled the tails through the center and tied them too, separating his little balls into separate tight little red ornaments.
"You look so cute, Frissle! My tree has never had a decoration quite like this before." She smiled at his whimper, then stepped back outside for a moment. She returned with a long, thick icicle.
"Now, Frissle," she said as she ran the tip slowly down his spine. "Since you seemed to think that snow was such fun where it didn't belong on me, we'll see how much fun ice is on you."
"Oh miss, what are you going to…ooooohhh miss!" Frissle shuddered and squirmed into the tree as he felt the cold slippery tip of the icicle slip into his tight puckered little ass. He heard a snap and then felt more ice in her hand sliding up and down his spine as the narrow piece inside him slid in and out. His cock and balls throbbed hot and tight. The scratching as he writhed against the tree was incredible. The moving cold inside him and up his back was so distracting. His mind jumped from sensation to sensation until he could do nothing but moan. His skin felt on fire and frozen.
She watched as her pet elf shivered and wiggled and twisted. Her hands kept moving in a slow matching pace. Finally he arched back and cried out, lifting the tree right off the ground as he hugged it to him, his hips thrust into the thick branches of soft needles. He staggered a step and fell over, the tree falling with him. She caught her foot on trailing garland as she tried to get out of the way and fell too.
They were both laughing as she rolled over and reached to untie his hands. He was still breathing hard and smelled like pine. "Oh miss, that was incredible!" Frissle smiled a little shyly at her.
"But Frissle, I didn't tell you to cum, did I? You made a mess of my tree!" She mock frowned at him. "Besides, my two hours aren't up."
"Oh. Sorry miss, I mean, I didn't mean to make a mess, but you, I mean, I couldn't help it, I never, I mean, you, ummm…" he trailed off, looking up at her with a very worried expression. "You aren't going to tell, are you? Please miss?"
"Well…" She looked at him and laid back on her elbows, her legs slowly spreading. "Perhaps you could make it up to me." She smiled as his eyes were drawn to her pussy. Her panties were still wet, partly from the snow earlier, and partly from her own juices. Playing with the elf was fun!
"Yes miss, anything you want miss." His eyes never left her crotch as he crawled quickly up between her legs. His long pointy tongue teased over the top of her panties. They were glued to her lips with moisture, and his tongue made her moan and close her eyes. Frissle grinned and wiggled a little closer, his balls and cock starting to throb again as the tinsel tightened up on him. He licked the slick cloth and began working on her through it, rubbing her pussy firmly with his tongue.
The panties grew more wet and she reached down and began to peel them down her legs. She lifted her hips as he took the red silk and moved them down her thighs. Then he buried his mouth between her smooth lips. She tasted faintly of cinnamon and smelled sweet and Frissle thought Christmas had never been so wonderful as the feel of her on his face. She moaned and writhed and he felt her hands close on the tips of his ears. He almost screamed into her folds as she squeezed the sensitive points. His hips ground into the floor. She couldn't know what that did to an elf…she couldn't…but her fingers rubbed along the edges and he groaned and tried to keep his attention on her.
She bucked her hips up and her fingers clenched again on his ears and Frissle bit down on her clit in reaction. She screamed and his mouth was suddenly full of her juices. Her grip on his ears tightened and pulled and his own hips bucked as he screamed and felt his cock pulse and cum underneath him. Darn. He hoped she wouldn't get mad again. Frissle thought about the last time. Then he thought about the results. What was he thinking?
"Oh miss I'm so sorry I just made another mess on your floor, you don't know what it does to an elf to play with his ears like that…so sorry miss…will you have to punish me again?" he looked up at her hopefully.
She grinned down at him, and pulled herself to a sitting position. She looked around the room at the toppled tree, the garland trailing across the floor, the tinsel that manages to get everywhere. "Yes, you did make a mess didn't you? I think we'll save that punishment for next year. My two hours are about up, but since you got in trouble again, I will expect to see you here again then, same day, same time." She looked sternly at him. "Right?"
Frissle grinned. "Oh yes miss. I'll be here."
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@}-}rebecca---- said:
"Rebecca.....Love Bitch"!!!!!!!
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laughs........ you nut Fu, can the kinky revelations would you ......it was more likeShankara20 said:"Rebecca.....Love Bitch"!!!!!!!
Just as I promised Rebecca.
love Bitch ( being my friend not a term for me )
As much as I adore her for the generous woman that she is , I have never been her 'love bitch'.........smiles
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Speaking of adorable generous woman , where in the Heavens is our Neon ?
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D.C. Boys of Leather holds third annual toy drive to benefit Baltimore hospice
Boys with toys
By ZACK ROSEN
Friday, December 08, 2006
It’s better to give than to receive.
In the spirit of the season, the D.C. Boys of Leather, a local social club, is conducting its annual toy drive on Saturday, Dec. 9. Last year the boys collected several thousand dollars worth of toys in addition to cash gifts. All donations go to children of all ages at the Joseph Richey House, a Baltimore hospice.
The toy drive, which is now in its third year, takes place at the New York Avenue bar, the D.C. Eagle. The event is conducted like a normal Saturday club night, except those attending are encouraged to bring either toys or a cash donation. The Boys used to assist the D.C. Eagle with its own toy drive before taking over the event.
“The Toys for Tots drives are a very big thing for the holidays,” says Rick Hutchings, the president of the D.C. Boys of Leather. “We picked up on that. It was something someone else was doing. We supported it and then took more and more until we were the ones to do it … we were collecting toys and it stuck.”
THE D.C. BOYS of Leather is a club for self-identified submissives who do not necessarily have to be into leather. Open to males and females over the age of 21, Hutchings describes the Boys as “very much a social group.” One of the District’s largest leather clubs, the D.C. Boys have one monthly meeting and three or four monthly events, which always includes a boys night out on the first Thursday of every month.
Induction into the group is conducted in much the same manner as fraternity pledging. Prospective members can attend club events and, if they think they’re a good match, fill out an online membership form. There is a four-month pledge period where the newby must set up interviews with existing brothers and host two club events.
One such event hosted by the pledge class is the annual toy run. Held before the actual toy drive, it’s a chance for the members of the club to go out together and do the preliminary toy shopping.
“We’re going up to Toys ‘R’ Us. We make a brunch of it,” says Hutchings. “Ten leather boys descend on Toys ‘R Us and have fun. It’s a tradition that we’ve started up.”
Organizers say no one involved, including the kids, has raised any objections.
“I’ve spoken with people at the Joseph Richey house, and they love us for it,” says Hutchings. “They love what we do. The kids know who it’s from, but I don’t think we’ve been out in our club colors [leather vests with the club patch] when the kids get [the toys].”
D.C. LEATHER CLUBS have a long history of community service, dating back to the biker clubs in the ’70s and ’80s. Members of these clubs started a roving health clinic that would provide anonymous STD screenings and testing to gay men at bars, nightclubs and bathhouses. This organization, known as the Gay Men’s Health Clinic, spawned what is now the Whitman-Walker Clinic.
“I think it’s just heritage,” says Bill Cappello, owner of the D.C. Eagle. “I guess [leathermen] have room to show their soft sides because everyone’s scared of them otherwise. It’s nice for them to surprise people.”
Cappello adds this is a popular time of year for leather clubs to conduct toy drives, and it’s not unusual for two or three Saturdays to be occupied by such events.
“We have such a large space that we are able to store [the toys] on the third floor and the next day they distribute them,” says Cappello. “[The D.C. Boys of Leather] have had their fliers out and been advertising this for a couple weeks, so there should be a good attendance.”
MORE INFO
D.C. Eagle and D.C. Boys of
Leather Toy Drive
Saturday, Dec. 9, 9 p.m.
D.C. Eagle, 639 New York Ave., NW
202-347-6025
www.dceagle.com
Boys with toys
By ZACK ROSEN
Friday, December 08, 2006
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The D.C. Boys of Leather, a local social group, will host its third annual toy drive, benefiting a children’s hospice in Baltimore.
The D.C. Boys of Leather, a local social group, will host its third annual toy drive, benefiting a children’s hospice in Baltimore.
It’s better to give than to receive.
In the spirit of the season, the D.C. Boys of Leather, a local social club, is conducting its annual toy drive on Saturday, Dec. 9. Last year the boys collected several thousand dollars worth of toys in addition to cash gifts. All donations go to children of all ages at the Joseph Richey House, a Baltimore hospice.
The toy drive, which is now in its third year, takes place at the New York Avenue bar, the D.C. Eagle. The event is conducted like a normal Saturday club night, except those attending are encouraged to bring either toys or a cash donation. The Boys used to assist the D.C. Eagle with its own toy drive before taking over the event.
“The Toys for Tots drives are a very big thing for the holidays,” says Rick Hutchings, the president of the D.C. Boys of Leather. “We picked up on that. It was something someone else was doing. We supported it and then took more and more until we were the ones to do it … we were collecting toys and it stuck.”
THE D.C. BOYS of Leather is a club for self-identified submissives who do not necessarily have to be into leather. Open to males and females over the age of 21, Hutchings describes the Boys as “very much a social group.” One of the District’s largest leather clubs, the D.C. Boys have one monthly meeting and three or four monthly events, which always includes a boys night out on the first Thursday of every month.
Induction into the group is conducted in much the same manner as fraternity pledging. Prospective members can attend club events and, if they think they’re a good match, fill out an online membership form. There is a four-month pledge period where the newby must set up interviews with existing brothers and host two club events.
One such event hosted by the pledge class is the annual toy run. Held before the actual toy drive, it’s a chance for the members of the club to go out together and do the preliminary toy shopping.
“We’re going up to Toys ‘R’ Us. We make a brunch of it,” says Hutchings. “Ten leather boys descend on Toys ‘R Us and have fun. It’s a tradition that we’ve started up.”
Organizers say no one involved, including the kids, has raised any objections.
“I’ve spoken with people at the Joseph Richey house, and they love us for it,” says Hutchings. “They love what we do. The kids know who it’s from, but I don’t think we’ve been out in our club colors [leather vests with the club patch] when the kids get [the toys].”
D.C. LEATHER CLUBS have a long history of community service, dating back to the biker clubs in the ’70s and ’80s. Members of these clubs started a roving health clinic that would provide anonymous STD screenings and testing to gay men at bars, nightclubs and bathhouses. This organization, known as the Gay Men’s Health Clinic, spawned what is now the Whitman-Walker Clinic.
“I think it’s just heritage,” says Bill Cappello, owner of the D.C. Eagle. “I guess [leathermen] have room to show their soft sides because everyone’s scared of them otherwise. It’s nice for them to surprise people.”
Cappello adds this is a popular time of year for leather clubs to conduct toy drives, and it’s not unusual for two or three Saturdays to be occupied by such events.
“We have such a large space that we are able to store [the toys] on the third floor and the next day they distribute them,” says Cappello. “[The D.C. Boys of Leather] have had their fliers out and been advertising this for a couple weeks, so there should be a good attendance.”
MORE INFO
D.C. Eagle and D.C. Boys of
Leather Toy Drive
Saturday, Dec. 9, 9 p.m.
D.C. Eagle, 639 New York Ave., NW
202-347-6025
www.dceagle.com
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@}-}rebecca---- said:
holy crap, that ain't even real food.. It's just a little pollock mixed with flour and god knows what. I'm sorry, it's cash or nuttin' honey.
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Now these ARE fun.........
FREE KINKY CHRISTMAS CARDS
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I do like these because the vocabulary is so limited and you are simply forced into cheeky innuendo . Send one I dare you. Make someone feel Christmas Tizzy. It's a cool thing indeed.
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I do like these because the vocabulary is so limited and you are simply forced into cheeky innuendo . Send one I dare you. Make someone feel Christmas Tizzy. It's a cool thing indeed.
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