Archive for September, 2009

I Reject All Titles

Posted in Article with tags on September 29, 2009 by Radagast

Labels, too. I understand that it’s a type of shorthand for people in the scene but none of them particularly mean anything to me nor do they define me in any significant way.

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And Then Off The Rails

Posted in Article on September 27, 2009 by Radagast

I was going to post this yesterday but I was still coming off some bad junk I got a hold of. OK, just kidding, I was not coming off of anything just mentally tired from vanilla activities.

It’s fine when things go on a tangent when you’re reading a story, you can just shake your head and put it down. When this happens in real life…

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Off The Beaten Path

Posted in Article with tags , , on September 25, 2009 by Radagast

This falls under the category of things that don’t go together — at least in my mind.

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What’s It Worth To Ya?

Posted in Article with tags , on September 23, 2009 by Radagast

Apparently, not a lot. I’m not the first man to wonder why women can turn pro in the scene but men can’t.

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Righting The Ship

Posted in Article with tags , on September 21, 2009 by Radagast

The Shadow Lane party coincided with the nadir of my mood. Slowly but surely, that one step back has provided me with a few steps forward.

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The Sunday Randomizer

Posted in Article with tags , , , , on September 20, 2009 by Radagast

I spin the brain wheel and see where it stops. I’d like to buy a vowel — a “Q”? Bzzzzz!

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Where Were We?

Posted in Article with tags on September 18, 2009 by Radagast

Ah, yes — sadism. Most if not all of my activities in the realm of spanking don’t quite fall under the umbrella of sadistic behavior or thoughts. Disciplinary, punitive and perhaps somewhat harsh but always with the notion of spanking as a punishment in a more domestic or academic setting. In most of my spanking play, it’s not just for causing pain. However, there are times when those thoughts do creep into my head. Some of those thoughts are disturbing even to me.

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