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So, things to consider.   All wise-ass-ery aside.  (except for some.   Because I'm, you know, Kenova.  The asshole - but having a beard makes up for it.  Ask half the girls I've spanked.) Rule 1.   If you post it, they will come. They are web crawlers, and post it, meaning put it out there, anywhere.   On your phone.  On a private server.  In an IM to friends one-on-one.  On a memorial site, ten years ago.  In an article that some grandmothers eventually scanned as part of sc

AKA No, you may not get your Mad On For Free  I just recently had a conversation that has me a bit…well…pissed.    Furious, really. So this rant?   This one here?   Gonna be a bit tart. And unlike my normal rants, it's not going to sit for weeks at a time to cool off and lose some of the piquancy. Here’s the thing.    I am getting bloody fucking sick and tired of the phrase, “She knew the risks when she played with me.” This isn’t a “consent violation” rant.   It isn’t a “poo

I took a class recently on impact play (every good teacher should also be a student) and came away with some good and some bad.    Mostly bad.  The bad "triggered" me.   It caused my "triggers" to... uh... trigger.   Fingered.   Whatever.   (Sorry, had to do it...the "trigger" phenomenon is just so snark-worthy.  Triggers exist.  90% of what people call triggers aren't.  They are better known as "I'm too immature to be responsible for my feelings...you do it for me!") ahem .

1.    There is more to life than Fetlife.   No matter how many times you check the site, you are not going to be blasted by some blazingly new enlightenment about yourself, or swamped by a ton of sexy bits who suddenly want a taste of you.   Get your ass off of the computer for at least four hours a week - by going to a munch, a class, or a play party. 2.   There is MORE to life than FETLIFE.     If you are basing your opinions on people, fetishes, situations, or claims of...

Guys.   Seriously.  This one is from the heart.   (Or as close to one as I have.)   It’s going to hurt at first, but I’m asking you with a genuine plea – stick around until the end.     I’m good with words…but I’m not good at apologies.   I’m a male dominant.   It’s what I am, from my vanilla personality on through my career, and down into my sex life, my marriage, the women in my home, and out throughout the rest of my life.   I don’t play it at a play party, and I don’t dre

Hello.   My name is Kenova.   I am male.   I do a physically demanding job.  I watch naked women dance while drinking beer.   I build things with my hands.  I think a women on her knees is a beautiful, natural sight.   I stare when a girl runs past in yoga pants and a crop top.  I even do it around my girls, and my in-laws and family.   I’ve been known to slow down the car to watch a jogger bounce by who forgot her sports bra.   I overflow with testosterone, and workout on a

“A paraphilia must be distinguished from the non-pathological use of sexual fantasies, behaviors or objects as a stimulus for sexual excitement in individuals without a Paraphilia.   Fantasies, behaviors or objects are paraphilic only when they lead to a clinically significant distress or impairment (e.g., are obligatory, result in sexual dysfunction, require participation of non-consenting individuals, lead to legal complications, interfere with social relationships). “   (D

We aren't going to agree on everything.   And that's okay. As a matter of fact, that's great.   It's enlivening, empowering and magical.    That's what made the United States into such a unique country in the first place - differences which could be discussed in a (mostly) rational manner, and common ground made into common cause.   You don't have to agree with me.   Many don't.   This isn't a "agree with me, my sycophantic flying monkeys!" kind of blog.    This is a Rant Blo