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Velvet Nation is heating up as we slide into the summer rhythm. In this episode, Boy Joey kicks things off with a soulful, reimagined remix of the classic Alone by Heart—breathing new life into a timeless anthem. Then, the energy builds with Chris Lake’s pulsing In My Head, followed by a deep, atmospheric ride with In the Moment by RÜFÜS DU SOL. Whether you're cruising the coastline or vibing at golden hour, this mix sets the perfect tone for the season ahead. Read the full article

When you hear the word skinhead or punk, chances are your mind jumps to all the wrong images: swastikas, white laces, hate rallies. And with good fucking reason But that isn’t the full picture—never was. The skinhead and punk scene was born in working-class multiculturalism, not fascism. And for many of us, especially queer people, SHARP skinhead and punk culture offered something rare: a place to fight back and belong.Roots of the Skinhead & Punk MovementsThe original skinhead subculture emerged in late 1960s Britain. It was a fusion of mod fashion, Jamaican rude boy culture, and working-class pride. Skinheads weren’t political at first, but their look—buzzcuts, boots, braces—became iconic. They bonded over music like ska, reggae, and later, Oi! punk.The myth that all skinheads are fascists? That came later, when far-right groups deliberately infiltrated the scene. But anti-racist and left-wing skinheads never left. SHARP (Skinheads Against Racial Prejudice), founded in the late 1980s, pushed back hard, reclaiming the subculture’s roots.Much like Skinheads Punk originated in both the United States and the United Kingdom, with close ties to music scenes in cities like New York and London, where bands such as The Ramones, Sex Pistols, and The Clash became early icons. The movement was characterized by its raw, aggressive sound, DIY ethos, and distinct visual style—featuring ripped clothing, safety pins, and bold hairstyles. Beyond music, punk became a broader subculture that embraced anti-establishment attitudes, anarchism, and individual freedom, influencing art, fashion, and literature. Over time, punk splintered into numerous subgenres and scenes, yet it has remained a powerful symbol of resistance and identity for generations.SHARP: Reclaiming the BootsSHARP—Skinheads Against Racial Prejudice—rose in the late 1980s as a direct response to the far-right hijacking of skinhead style and culture. It wasn’t just a political movement; it was a cultural reclamation. SHARP skinheads weren’t just anti-racist—they were reclaiming a tradition built on solidarity, Jamaican ska, and working-class pride.SHARP wasn’t about fashion for fashion’s sake.The boots, the braces, the buzzcuts—they were symbols of resistance, identity, and history. For queer folks, especially, that symbolism became even more layered. Dressing like a skinhead as a queer person was (and still is) a radical act.Today, SHARP has welcomed their punk siblings into their ranks and has started to create a unified front against hate.Queer + Skinhead/Punk Unity = RevolutionaryIt might seem like a contradiction: the hypermasculine, working-class image of the skinhead/punk world and the fluid, rebellious energy of queer identity. But it’s not. It’s power. It's tension. And it's transformation.Queer SHARPs have always existed, even if they've often been overlooked in both queer and skinhead/punk narratives. Being queer and being a skinhead aren’t at odds. They’re both about survival. About reclaiming space. About fighting fascists—both literal and cultural.Being queer in SHARP means showing up in spaces that don’t always expect us. It means pushing back against homophobia in punk scenes and pushing back against the idea that queerness must be soft, sanitized, or corporate-friendly. It means being visible in places where people don't expect you to exist—and staying anyway.Resistance Is in the DetailsThere’s something subversive about lacing up your fucking boots, polishing them till they shine, shaving your head, and walking through the world queer as hell. It’s a statement before you say a word. In SHARP culture, those details matter. White laces mean white power; red means anti-fascist (or fisting in the fetish world). For queer SHARP skinheads, style isn’t just fashion—it’s politics. It’s armor. It's very, and I do mean, very fucking important.Zines, pins, patches, mixtapes, and DIY shows have kept this culture alive and loud. From queer skinhead meetups to SHARP-led punk gigs with zero tolerance for hate, the underground still thrives—online and off.This is NEVER about violence, and in fact it's about the opposite. It's about standing as an example of unity.Unity, Not UniformityWhat queer SHARP skinheads and punks prove is that solidarity doesn’t require sameness. You don’t have to fit the mold to stand your ground. SHARP is about unity, not uniformity. It's about smashing fascism, rejecting racism, and creating a punk space that isn’t just for the loudest, straightest, or whitest voices.We are queer. We are SHARP. We are anti-racist, anti-fascist, anti-capitalist—and damn proud of it.Lately, I’ve been lacing up my vintage ’80s cherry Docs—a gift from a mountain-of-a-man and founding member of the queer SHARP movement. He told me these boots were already scuffed, broken-in, and worn through thousands of miles of protest, pride, and persistence. They're more than shoes—they're wearable history.My boots are loud and proud. People stare, and I fucking love it. I want them to look. I want to be that weirdo who looks unhinged but helps old ladies carry their shopping bags across the street. A little chaos, a lot of kindness.In today’s climate, wearing them feels like armor. A reminder of those who came before me, of queer pride, of how far we’ve come—and how much we still stand to lose.So whether you're waving a rainbow flag or rocking a Fred Perry with pride, remember: the fight is intersectional. The boots are made for marching. And the movement? It's big enough for all of us. Read the full article

You lock eyes with that example of pure sex across the bar. They weave through the crowd drawing ever closer and your cage begin to strain against the growing pressure in your loins. That’s what cruising is like. That what should happen in an Eagle. It’s a canvas for the art of cruising. The District Eagle in DC is the fucking perfect back drop for just that….cruising!Indicative of the best Berlin bars the musk of the unknown is palatable. This is not a drag, twink, circuit, bar. This is a bar designed for fucking. It’s unlike any “gay” bar in America and is destined to become a major and central part of the mid-Atlantic fetish culture.It’s truly been a very….and I do mean a very fucking long time…as in decades since the US has had a purely “crusing” bar. A concept that was the corner stone of fetish culture before the advent of apps, you met perspective fucks in person. You created a connection in the real, even if it only lasted for a momentary fuck. Bars like the District Eagle were once common place in the queer-culture. Homes for the outcast and ostracized; the perverts and leather clad. And while all are welcome, and encouraged to experience this very bespoke space, it is a very masculine environment. Not toxic, but musky in the most delicious fucking sense of the word. Even the bathrooms are designed to be effective and efficient means to a cum soaked happy ending. It’s a value-combo rest-room play-space. The District Eagle is exactly the avant-garde, who gives a fuck, you can’t stop me kind from being me or fucking who I want kind of place we need in today. It’s quite literally a hey-ho-fuck-you to those that want to erase who and what we are. Read the full article

Once in a blue moon something so powerful happens in plain sight that others do not see it. This was one of those moments. A “I have a dream” moment. Or a “ask not” moment. Or even a “ tear down this wall” if you will moment. It’s a very normal thing that a Cecil B. DeMille Award winner may take a trip down memory land.But Jane Fonda did something very fucking different. During the acceptance speech for her lifetime achievement award at the Golden Globes Sunday night, Jane took her shot and in an act of oratory mastery she called on us all to take notice of to the changes we see in our society, for our leaders both in the arts and life; to do more and better.https://youtu.be/Z_v0NJ8_8ps?si=8mDxeZXyD6FgpwRHYou know, we are a community of storytellers, aren’t we? And in turbulent, crisis-torn times like these, storytelling has always been essential. You see, stories have a way to … they can change our hearts and our minds. They can help us see each other in a new light. To have empathy. To recognize that, for all our diversity, we are humans first, right? You know, I’ve seen a lot of diversity in my long life and at times I’ve been challenged to understand some of the people I’ve met. But inevitably, if my heart is open, and I look beneath the surface, I feel kinship. That’s why all of the great conduits of perception – Buddha, Mohammed, Jesus, Laotzi – all of them spoke to us in stories and poetry and metaphor. Because the nonlinear, non-cerebral forms that are art speak on a different frequency.They generate a new energy that can jolt us open and penetrate our defenses so that we can see and hear what we may have been afraid of seeing and hearing. Just this year, “Nomadland” helped me feel love for the wanderers among us. And “Minari” opened my eyes to the experience of immigrants dealing with the realities of life in a new land.And “Judas and the Black Messiah,” “Small Acts,” “US vs. Billie Holiday,” “Ma Rainey,” “One Night in Miami” and others have deepened my empathy for what being Black has meant. “Ramy” helped me feel what it means to be Muslim American.“I May Destroy You” has taught me to consider sexual violence in a whole new way. The documentary “All In” reminds us how fragile our democracy is and inspires us to fight to preserve it. And “A Life on Our Planet” shows us how fragile our small blue planet is and inspires us to save it and ourselves. Stories: They really, they really can change people. But there’s a story we’ve been afraid to see and hear about ourselves in this industry. A story about which voices we respect and elevate – and which we tune out. A story about who’s offered a seat at the table and who is kept out of the rooms where decisions are made. So let’s all of us – including all the groups that decide who gets hired and what gets made and who wins awards – let’s all of us make an effort to expand that tent. So that everyone rises and everyone’s story has a chance to be seen and heard. I mean, doing this simply means acknowledging what’s true. Being in step with the emerging diversity that’s happening because of all those who marched and fought in the past and those who’ve picked up the baton today. After all, art has always been not just in step with history, but has led the way. So, let’s be leaders, OK? Thank you, thank you so much.”I know that this site’s normal subject matter is often more sexually charged, and frankly…well…it’s smut. Let’s just call it like it is. But I also feel we try and do a good job of providing community drive articles highlighting important periods for our collective family. This moment is driven at our community and needed to be preserved. And while free speech is free, it has always come at a very high cost. Read the full article

In the heat of the moment, when you are elbow deep inside someone, tranced into a headspace it is not only fucking vital, but beyond fucking hot that you have a safeword.I love nothing more than when a sub pulls the ripcord. While not meant to be something sexy it is a trigger that causes me to check in with them because ensuring their safety is important. If I am the Dom in the session, it's fucking my responsibility to make them feel safe, happy, and that they are having fun.So what is a Safeword?This is a truly loaded fucking question.If you google safeword, you are going to get ten different answers with ten different degrees of fucking accuracy. My favorite definition is this:In BDSM, a safeword is a code word, series of code words or other signal used by a person to communicate their physical or emotional state, typically when approaching, or crossing, a physical, emotional, or moral boundary.Basically, it's a clear trigger word or phrase between a Dom and a sub that is used outside of the standard dialog that happens within a session to designate when you are approaching a limit. It can be done with body language, physical signals, or words.How are Safeword applied in the real world?Everything comes back to communication. When I enter a new session with someone I haven't played with before or do not know extremely fucking well I always discuss limits, and how we will signal if and when I approach a point that the submissive no longer gives consent to move forward. Not every limit is a hard one, and some submissives want to be pushed. I know when I am on the bottom I personal enjoy seeing the "line" and then fucking blowing past it when possible.Even when I film content, we always discuss how to signal limits clearly because just like there is a submissive headspace, there is one that Dom's tend to drop into as well. Thus having that trigger in place to pull us both out of the "moment" is really important.What do you use?Well, that depends. When discussing my one partner, we use the word Avocado. For one, it's not something someone will say out loud in the middle of a session. NEVER HAVE I EVER heard someone in the midst of Adrenalin-induced ecstasy ever scream at the top of their lungs "FUCKING AVOCADO!"This word serves as the perfect hard stop within our play. I know if they say this, we are done. We get them out of whatever position they are in, and without fucking hesitation, start cool-down and aftercare.But that is just one case. If I am playing with someone I do not know well, then I generally like to use GREEN, YELLOW, and RED, also known as the stop-light method.With this, GREEN clearly means go, YELLOW means we need to slow down, take a second and possibly re-adjust, and RED is basically just like the before mentioned avocado where everything stops.A prime example is my recent filming session with @PeteButaXXX. While a major anal pirate, he has not done that much with fisting and I was attempting to shove my hand in their ass to move their mouth around like a fucking sock puppet.While working and stretching his already pliable and nearly gaping hole, he clearly needed a moment, and you can hear him say "YELLOW." Right then, I stopped everything and checked in, making sure he was okay, in a good place, and felt fine about moving forward.We had discussed where, when and how safewords should be applied, in fact it's something we talked about in the beginning of the filming session (and is in the fucking video). Pete knew he has a way out at any point, which created a good level of trust between us. He knew that if he needed it, their was something that would stop the play to ensure his safety.The shit we do can sometimes be fucking risky. Risk mediation is part of it. We like to fuck around on the edge doing stuff that would make even Opus Dei blush which in itself is fucking rad. So be safe, have fun, and do what you can, not to damage each other! Read the full article

Fucking piss play is a massive turn-on for me. I love forcing a boy to drink every last drop of my piss. On the flip side, I get just as hard when someone does it to me 😈.Getting to feed my piss to @PeterButaXXX was the highlight of my month. This extremely eager boy took every last drop. In the video you can hear him sucking down all of the golden liquid and the pinging sound as my PA bounce off the side of the funny. ITS SO FUCKING HOT!To see the full Video, Become a Member of my Just For Fans. Get access to all of my Content for just $1.00 for the first month! Read the full article

Grade-A, fucking tied directly to my dick, when I tell you that I am a slut for having my nipples fucked with, I am telling no-lies.Then add the fact that I was locked in chastity and the only easily accessible pleasure zone left for me to work with is my nipples....well this is the result. A horned up, cock-crazied, mess that needs their tits properly fucked up. PICS 😈 Read the full article

This time of year is always interesting. Our season at the beach is starting to wrap up. Which makes the moments we have together in the sun even more special. Warm summer days out on the boat and cool evenings in town together as a family are what keep me going during the darker days of winter.It does my heart good to see my subs together, happy, enjoying each other's company and learning from one another. Many of our moments were, in fact, very sexy, and I enjoyed seeing Rogue and Champ interact in that way. But I also really loved seeing the connection between the two of them grow.Long distances make things harder when all of the members of your polycule aren't even in the same state, but when you have those moments of togetherness, you really try to take it all in.Rogue, Champ and myself have some fun adventures coming up, and I can't want to see what trouble these two get into, but for now I am just happy we got to enjoy those last rays of summer sun. Read the full article

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Recently, I found myself on a solo adventure to one of my favorite places, the bubble that is Wilton Manors. This literal inland island within the city of Fort Lauderdale, Florida, has become a refuge for Daddies and those who admire them since well before my time.But this rose-colored wonderland of hot guys and musk-driven sexuality may be coming under attack in part two of Trump's America.Florida is one of the most conservative states in the country, fueled by boomers whom are drawn here to seek out their final days on this earth in an air of easier living and warmer climates. But with them comes their politics, which clearly do not align with the glitter-laded avant-garde of the greater LGBTQ+ community.Still, like a fucking oasis of faggotry, these outposts of the rainbow union, like Wilton Manors, are thriving while under possible and continuous attack.This trip down was to assist friends and chosen family with Flordia Leather Weekend and the Boundless Block Party. An event featured in the heart of Wilton Manors directly behind its greatest temple to debauchery, the Eagle Wilton Manor. A Showcase of fetish kinks and fabulousness, this Folsom-like event is posed to grow into one of the East Coast's premier open-air festivals, that is, if we can keep the Christian nationalists and their seemingly every more staunch view on normality away from all that makes our world great.Boundless Block Party 2024It’s going to become so fucking vital that we work to maintain these communities as havens of acceptance for those that need to escape what may soon become a reality very much charged with hate, and Wilton Manor’s will be on the forefront. But how can we do anything after the red-blood-bath of an election we didn’t expect or couldn’t see coming. Well first, support community business. Since the power of our vote didn’t work, we can use our economic might and frankly the wrath of our disposal income. Now is not a time to squabble over the “gay” tax since the only way we can ensure our community has these places to rally to is by out spending the breeders. Granted I’m not say go into debt, in fact I am sanctioning the exact fucking opposite. But our friends, family and follow faggots/queers need our support more than ever. Since we could be looking at a major shift in the social fabric of our country we can choose where our dollars get spent. Shop local, and shop queer. Invest in new queer, or friendly enterprises. One of my mentors once told me that our power not only came from social organization and civil protest but also in forming economic bubbles of angel inventors ready to fuel change by creating jobs in a queer friendly eco-system. Capitalism can be a two-way street kids. Villages and gayborhoods all started out of entrepreneurial endeavors focused on filling community needs. As mainstream and queer social ideologies normalized gentrification of our community spaces happened. Meaning in a lot of cities LGBTQ+ centric communities have started to died out simple because we have become welcome on “Main Street.” Don’t get me wrong I love the concept. I want homogenization in my life. It’s good for cheese and business. But with the con queso conquistador and his band of misfits taking power we may have no choice but to reboot our spaces out of sheer self preservation, with the kink and fetish culture of our community is leading this charge.In the before time, 60s, 70s, 80s and even the 90s our neighborhoods and destinations were something of legend. A promise land where you could go to explore and discover yourself in complete safety. They were always spoken about with glee and reverence, like mystical lands filled with unicorns, rainbows and Channing Tatum‘s ready to sweep you off your feet and show you true excitement. Colonies of art and culture where the dear and the Mapplethorpe’s could play. In the coming days we are going to see so much of what makes us, us come under attack. We need to circle of wagons, reinforce the walls, make sure the well is full of fresh lube, and prepare for the siege that is coming for our Mecca’s of amazingness. If places like Wilton Manors fall it’s only because we allowed them too. Read the full article

There is this super fucking hot video that has been floating around pornhub for a million years. Basically its a video of a fucking machine giving you instructions on how to edge while taken massive hits of poppers.During the course of the video, you are playing with your nipples, balls, and dick, making it one of the hottest fucking jerk-off sessions anyone can have.PICS 😈Video 🔥 Read the full article

After hours on hours of ass-pounding Pup Champ (X :: PupChamp), I was completely and totally ready to just explode! The shitty part is that we didn't record the full pounding; guess we were just too into each other. Don't worry there is so much more of Champ coming! Read the full article

The queer arts and those that partake in them are a vital part of our fucking community. So when the moment presents itself for you to experience and support our culture, you take full and complete fucking advantage. My partner Tink (@Sarabesque) asked me to come along as they judged a contest in…wait for it…FUCKING MILLERSVILLE, PA. And like a good and endearing partner, I agreed to this Wayne’s World-like road trip, if for no other reason but to have some one-on-one time with them. Little did I know the evening would be so fabulous. Sarabesque Preforming at Phantom PowerWhen I tell you that traveling from Baltimore to this small town just outside of Lancaster, PA. involved going over some fucking hills and through a fair amount of woods to a place where Trump signs can be seen in nearly every front yard; I shit you not. Only to find this island of queerNess nestled in a sleepy small town where chickens possibly outnumber residents. (you could literally see live chickens just outside of the venue across the parking lot.)Yet this bastion of the Avant-garde, known simply as Phantom Power (@phantompower717), exists as a safe space for personal expression. It’s fucking glorious!Last night was the second annual Ms. Phantom Power Contest, consisting of no less than 8 contestants and a smattering of the who’s who in the drag community, both judging and providing intermediary entertainment. The evening was indulgently indicative of Pose-like ballroom contests, where mighty and glamorous houses competed in a crucible of decadence. Each contestant brought their package with them, building on the previous. One after another, playing their soul in a fucking artistic tantrum of expression. One such contestant made a PB&J with their Punani right on the stage, which involved a Maelstrom of kicks and splits, finally shooting peanut butter across the room in a flourish of glory that would make Divine herself blush.Climaxing in a fucking lip-sync battle between two of the semi-finalist could only be described as something that momma-rue herself would have been more than proud of.And like all contests, there can be only one winner, with the crown going to that before-mentioned queen of the poontang peanut butter sandwich Ms. Derrière (@derrriere). Full cast and Judges from the night's preformanceUnexpected nights like last night are the fucking shit dreams are made of. Getting to be in a moment of art in movement is something that really doesn't happen as often as you would think. But this night was just something special. Getting to see all of this talent in one place, in the middle of Trump's America, not only being really genuine to themselves but also thriving, really inspired me. As a past title holder (all be it in the leather community) myself, I know the chops it takes to get on a stage and pour your heart into something that makes you passionate. You need to have reserves of might that is really hard to fully measure.So get the fuck out there, go to that queer art show, tip a queen, and be present in our community. Art requires support to grow, and with growth comes real change and common understanding. And that is really what we are all after.

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When you become a member of an IML class, you join a truly transcendent brotherhood. So when we lose one of our brothers, the entire community experiences it deeply. Collectively, the emotions are felt by every person who wears an IML metal and by everyone who has graced the stage.Jon was a beloved member of the IML39 class. He held the title of Mr. Classic Leather, which speaks to the caliber of person he was. From my experience Jon was a generous, gentle soul, and so many have attributed their success to his guidance.A fervent supporter of all things LGBTQ+, Jon was someone that reveled in queer culture and did all he could to see it flourish. While I do not have much to say about him, I feel his loss, as do all members in the IML family. I grieve with them and support them, for we are IML Strong, standing together in good times and bad. All of us are also One.

If you haven't figured out that I am poly, then baby you have been living under a fucking rock. I have a fantastic family that I love and adore, but like a fucking corporate org chart it can be hard to keep track of who's what, and who's fucking who. This post is by no means meant to be a guide to the poly lifestyle. On that subject, you could write a fucking volumes, and folks that are far fucking smarter than I have. Thus if you are interested in how poly dynamics work, I suggest doing some research because there are fantastic resources out there on the inter-webs. Instead, I just want to take a moment and highlight my people. My partners that help to make me fucking tick.boy Rogue (He/they) my primaryX :: boyrogue_Rogue and I are in a strict protocol-driven D/s Dynamic, where he serves as my collared boy and the majordomo of the family. He has fully submitted to me as his Alpha/Sir. They are also my primary relationship, meaning he is my life partner. Rogue and I have been together for seven years now. I can not do all that I do without his unending love and support.We are not currently married but that is very much on the horizon.Rogue is my heart and soul. He worships the ground I literally walk on, and they are the reason why I am the success I am today.Pup Champ (He/They)X :: @PupChampChamp is the newest member of the family. He and I are engaged in a D/s dynamic, and he is currently in consideration for a full collar within the family. He is also my boyfriend, which means we share a romantic component in our relationship. Champ has his own Polycule with his primary partner, Slave Adam, and his other partners, Pup TYR and Pup Spruce.I personally consider Slave Adam (who, out of loving respect for me, refers to me as Sir), TYR, and Spruce dotted lines in my polycule. We do not have a direct D/s dynamic or romantic relationship, but since we all share a common partner in Champ, our two families are bonded together.Champ is also a content partner of mine. Most recently, we filmed together, and I gotta tell you, the content we created is so fucking hot. Truthfully, I am still trying to edit all of the footage, but I have to stop because my dick gets so hard it feels like it's going to explode.Kitty Tink (She/they)X :: @PupTink93Tink and I have a more romantic dynamic than a D/s one. I am not Tink's Alpha/Sir/Dom, and they are not my submissive like Champ and Rogue. I do consider Tink my boy(girl)friend. Tink is non-binary however within our relationship we tend to switch out pronouns depending on their mood. So our conversations about each other can result in something we call "pronoun-soup."Tink and Rogue also have a very strong connection having grown very close over the past 7 years. Champ and Tink are still getting to know each other, but since their birthdays are only a few days apart, they both have very similar energy. Clearly I have a type I enjoy.Each of these people I love with all of my heart. Our dynamics are all a bit different, but that is what makes it work. We are a family, a covenant of like minded hearts, and while it is extremely rare to have us all together at the same time, we all work hard to maintain the bond we have developed together.

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Power exchange is a major fucking kink within my family. Both boy Rogue and pup Champ enjoy a protocol-driven dynamic, and as their Alpha, I provide an environment in which they can thrive in extremely important.boy Roguepup ChampAnd let's be honest, it’s just fucking hot. Having a submissive respond to your commands produces an instant fucking boner for me, but like all healthy kinks, it is vitally important that we move forward in a safe and sane way.Control is sexy, but so is consentPower exchange isn’t all about just having a submissive do whatever the hell you want (okay, maybe it is sometimes - but pay attention). Instead, a big part of this particular kink is filling their need to be of service. For a power exchange to be done right, it requires a lot of negotiation, understanding, communication, and a great deal of fucking trust.I am by no means an expert in this area, but having been and still consider myself a submissive for the past million fucking years, I know what I enjoyed within a power exchange dynamic and have tried to bring that into the relationships I have with Rogue and Champ.High, Medium, Low - It's how it worksIn our family, we have 3 sets of protocols, which change depending on several factors. This is done to take the guesswork out of behaviors and expectations. Each protocol is divided into a set of directives based on different attributes such as physical appearance & health, communications and day-to-day activities.Low Protocol is used when we are in the presence of muggle family, co-workers, or anyone we collectively feel wouldn’t understand the idea of a health power exchange. Both myself or the submissive may declare a Low Protocol state. If a submissive requests Low Protocol, I cannot decline that request. This is a safety measure if a submissive needs relaxed directives or space to process.Medium Protocol is our normal “go-to” and generally governs how I expect a submissive to behave. This Protocol level has the greatest number of directives since it encompasses so much of our dynamic.High Protocols are the most strict and are used mainly at kink/family events and public appearances. I am the only one that can declare the use of high protocols, however like everything in this world, I expect the submissive to communicate clearly with me as to their physical and mental state. If my boy or pup isn't in a good head space, I make it a point to provide them with the attention they need to feel secure in the moment, or if need be, it is also my responsibility to remove them from the environment.Fuck that’s hot…Yes, it is. My cock is rock hard just writing this article, and I know boy and pup would be right there with me if their dick’s weren’t caged. We all entered into this power exchange because we fucking enjoy it. Rogue, my boy, has told me many times that he craves and desires to be controlled, but here is where the trust comes into play. You have to be able to FUCKING trust the one driving the collective bus and know they aren’t going to drive speeding into a brick wall.At any time, the submissive in our exchange can call for an evaluation of a directive. We sit down and review it, determining if it is still effective within our dynamic. They also can suggest new directives because while am the Alpha I am not yet a mind reader. Having clear, open fucking dialogs about how these things make us all feel is vitally important to the Power Exchange dynamic being successful.I have said this one, and I will say it again, kink isn’t always about fucking Dicks and Ass. You must have a strong foundation to play at our level. Our Power Exchange dynamic is not for beginners, but that doesn’t mean everyone needs to go do our extreme day one.I’m new, but this sound fucking amazing…You’d be right; it is. Having a healthy Power Exchange dynamic can be a way of freeing yourself as a submissive and learning more about the fucking incredible feeling of someone giving up control to you as a Dominant. Thus, if you want to establish a Power Exchange dynamic within your D/s relationship, I suggest taking it slowly, communicating with each other, and seeking out a set of rules/directives that you can both accept.Remember, this should be fun, and if it isn’t at any point, fucking stop!

#BDSM #dom #PowerExchange #sub

As an Alpha I get a lot of questions on the subject of Dominance and submission as a wider fucking subject. And frankly there is a lot of avenues one can take this topic. Down different rabbit holes of understanding when it comes to what these two words represent within the greater kink community.Sir Greg (@MasterBly) on X recently posted on this subject with a written lens that I think brings the point into a singular focus:A submissive is someone who is their 'best self' - doing their best work, most at peace, most mentally and emotionally balanced, most functional, most fulfilled, most satisfied - when they are serving, obeying, and pleasing their chosen dominant.In my world view, a 'slave' (it's still a crappy term and I wish we had a better one) is simply a submissive who is fortunate enough to have found a dominant 'Master' who they are able to serve 24/7/365.Degradation, which is treating another person like a less valid creature, 'worth less', is a KINK, not a relationship style. It's a very valid kink that many people enjoy, don't get me wrong, but it's not a necessary part of D/s or M/s.There is no inherent reason a person deserves to be degraded simply because they function best in a support role.Submissives, if a 'Master' or 'Dominant' treats you like human garbage because you enjoy serving, obeying, and pleasing, recognize that is a choice they are making to layer on a 'degradation kink' on top of dominance and submission, that does not need to be there.Dominants, if you believe all people who enjoy serving are lesser humans, you're a small-minded bigot. Quit it.In short, yes dear submissives, you CAN find a Master who treats you well if you want one; if you don't also get off on the kink of being degraded, and simply want to serve, obey, and please, and prefer to be respected and dignified for it.And to all reading, please educate yourself, and stop confusing dynamics and preferred relationship styles, with kinks.Chosen Dominant!In a healthy D/s dynamic, the submissive really has all the power. If you think it's any other way, you are dead fucking wrong. My subs willingly give me the power over them. They have done this because THEY fell that I am worthy of it, and they can release me from that duty at any time.I take their gift of submission VERY...FUCKING...SERIOUSLY!Above and beyond the kink, the play, the sexy times, is a responsibility to provide for their growth in the best way I can. To be a safe space where they can with me explore without judgement or prejudice.They chose me, not the other way around. They choose to wear my collars, be a member of my house, my family and submit to my control. It is a sacred obligation, and one that fills me with uncontrollable fucking pride.A Slave is less than....FUCKING STOP RIGHT THERE! -- A slave in the order of things carries a very valued (HEAR ME CLEARLY -- FUCKING VALUED) position within the dynamic. One of care taker, who's focus is clear and well defined in the understanding of service to their chosen Dom.I have recently had the wonderful opportunity to have a very open dialogue with someone that is a well known submissive with a giant heart 10 sizes to big. They are a golden retriever of a person, a self identified slave, and they provided a very wonderful explanation of their place in the greater submissive community:I would say when I was younger I was more of a boy. But as I’ve gotten older where I don’t care as much about things like going out and being as social. Instead I'm happiest being in the background and not the center of attention which brings me more towards identifying as a slave. Boys needs to be able to go to a bar with his Dom -- flit and float around and chat with people. I’m much happier being behind my SIR keeping to myself for the most part and focused on my SIR's needs.I am fucking telling you, when they said this I nearly cried.For them identifying as a Slave is an evolution that came with time and a better understand of themselves. Which is simply fucking amazing. Not everyone has the same experience, but I really felt their words provided beauty to a very shaded subject. Now this of course is not the only definition of a boy verses slave, and submissive honorifics are not gendered. I know plenty of cis-females whom consider themselves a boy/boi. Instead it in my minds eye it speaks more to how a sub sees themselves. What their internal voice tells them they are. Degradation is a Kink, not a fucking life choice!Sir Greg really pushes this point home. I do work as a pro/Dom, even a FinDom (receiving financial tributes and gifts), and many times that includes using degrading language. Even my own subs get a kick out of me talking down to them. But it's always done with clear consent, and within what I will call tasteful context. I consider this kink emotionally risky and provide a safety net in the event things go to far. We are all human of course. Additionally I do emotional aftercare, where we talk about the words used, what kinds of "power" or "influence" they had and if there is anything I can do to improve the experience for THEM (Remember it's about THEM...THE FUCKING SUB!)The goal is too excite, not to emotionally damage.I can tell you that degradation has no place within our greater family dynamic, and I have hard and fast ground rules about when, where, and if we explore this desire.As Sir Greg said in his post, "There is no inherent reason a person deserves to be degraded simply because they function best in a support role."If you don't believe this, that you DO NOT BELONG in this community...end of story.

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