The key to bringing any kink into vanilla life lies in three essential elements: Consent, Constraint, and Complications. First, remember that people around you haven't consented to participate in your scene or play. Even when you're incorporating kink into your daily lifestyle, others haven't agreed to take part. So indulge your kink and its sensations without creating "splash" that forces others to participate. You might not think wearing a dog collar in public is a big deal

Gentle Femdom (GFD) is a form of FemDom (female domination, sometimes FemDomme or FD) that takes a different approach from scene-intensive dynamics. Unlike traditional FemDom—which often embraces sissification, gynocracy, cuckolding, humiliation, or physical “punishment”, GFD is often approached more as a 24/7 relationship (or mimicking that style, in the case of professional dominants) and avoids the harsher philosophy typically associated with “real” Femdom. GFD shifts  "aw

Is it a marketing gimmick?   Is it yet another of the hundreds of flags and ideologies and families?   Is it just another philosophy, stated by another would-be-FetlifeKing, pending approval-and-then abandonment? not hardly. (but we can see how you'd think so) You see, it begins -- as many things do, especially good stories - a long, long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away...  In 2002 our hero, Kenova, moved to follow his afianced (now ex-) into Philadelphia. Creative Kin

AKA – Dr. Seuss and Kinky Emergencies So to start…a VERY bad Dr. Seuss imitation.   Because Dr. Seuss is awesome.     Have you done many dungeons, or played in play places?   Seen a bunch of black benches, or congregations of cages?   I bet you’ve seen walls upon walls of wondrous whips, And all other manner of toys on your many night trips, Canes, crackers, and floggers, all hanging on hooks; And a bookshelf or two of nighttime picture books! But what aren’t you seeing, what

AKA – No, You Are Not Lord High Master Sparkly Britches I’m sorry.   This one has been coming for a while, and I keep taking it down to tame it.   To clean it up.   To get some of the ranty taste out of it.  Because I don’t want this to be a curse-filled rant (which it was), ripping new people a new orifice (which it did) for not knowing any better (which they don’t – mostly.) But seriously?    A 21-year-old who identifies as a Master, and identifies himself  as Master <NAME>