Knight Mischief

Sleipnir's efforts to woo Pogue Mahone into accepting him so he can woo Babajaga is documented hilariously at his site. I wish I could remember to take such fine screenshots of my adventures. Better than a comic book, really.


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I've never said that SM sex is better sex than any other kind of sex. Sure, it's my preference, and I'll be the first to admit that it's probably due to my own issues, like a very noisy brain that can't get quiet, and thus, needs to overwhelmed with a lot of crap. If I were writing about cooking, and I focused a lot on Italian cuisine, it's not a categorical statement that Italian cuisine is better. This being said, yes, I can certainly enjoy sensual, vanilla sex. It can be delightful. But, I generally prefer my sex complicated, so I tend towards SM, and the various toys and games that go along with it.

Those of you who get offended by the term "vanilla sex," I apologize. It's not meant to be pejorative or judgmental. I frankly love vanilla, as a flavor. Also, I didn't make up the moniker "vanilla sex". You might personally hate the flavor vanilla, so if you do, replace the word "vanilla" with the flavor of your choice in your mind. The idea is the same. There are many flavors of sex, none of them best, but there is one flavor that is disliked the least and is found quite commonly, and sticking to the ice cream metaphor, it's vanilla. I'm sure chocolate is either tied or even preferred, but let's face it, "chocolate sex" has a very different connotation. I can't say "straight sex" because that has a heterosexual association. I can't say "intercourse" because that's too specific. "Regular sex," is bad because it makes sex sound ordinary, and it's a bit judgmental of other types of sexuality. "Normal sex" is like "regular sex" but worse, because it's especially judgmental of other sexualities. "Non-SM sex" sounds a bit too clinical. The bad poet in me likes the term "vanilla sex" because it's expressive, and commonly understood. Hopefully when I use it, you will understand my intent.

Terminology can be a bitch sometimes.


Deeper and Deeper

At the end of Saturday night, I was literally begging to have the damn chastity device removed. I agreed to take some sort of other punishment, even a hard beating, just to be out of the thing. I suppose I should be dreading when our guests Peter and Elisabeth leave. It's probably only the grace of their presence that saves me from some wicked torment.

I managed to wear the device for almost a week while Nori was here. By the last day, it was damn uncomfortable. The thing is basically a clamp on my nuts. Most of the discomfort involves that. Right underneath my nuts got sore from the pressure and the movement from walking. Also, the skin of my nuts gets a bit stressed out too, from frequently being pulled kind of tight. Living with this thing involves periodic adjustment, where I slowly shift my sack, trying to find a momentarily comfortable medium. At best, you never forget that it's on. At worst, it's hard to think about anything else.

The gadget is adjustable, and it comes with a few parts of different sizes, so part of this is a process to find the right combination. I discovered with the configuration that Nori tried that I could "cheat" and pull my John Thomas out of the thing. I still was still a good boy though, and didn't do anything, but if I'm going to wear this thing, I want it to work. So, Conny and I tried a different configuration. Basically a tighter one. I think that was the problem. It's just too tight. Either that, or it's Conny's teasing, or just that I haven't recovered from my previous seven days. Whatever the reason, at the end of Saturday night, I was dying to get it off. Conny was merciful, but everything has a price.

The gadget has an optional part for those who discover they can cheat. I think I'll get that. Perhaps with that in place, I can adjust the device up in size, and maybe it'll be more comfortable. Supposedly there are people who wear this thing for months at a time, so I think it's just figuring out how to get it just right.

Of course, once we do get it just right, then I think I might be in some seriously deep shit.
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