It Gives You Tortugasms

This is what you want, isn't it? 54 dom, creating a Society you want to be in.

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It’s not that they were tied down and bound to some furniture. It’s that they were combined with the furniture to make a machine for my pleasure.

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Been away a while

Just to talk OOC a bit, we’ve had a couple of hard years, losing a family member and relocating to a different part of the city, and combining our families. I now live with my Girl, and that’s a lovely distraction.

Be that as it may, I’m sure that SirTortuga has been spending his time managing the local Society branch, and working to meet the long term goals.  We’ll be catching up with him. If he was chatting with you, and suddenly went radio silent, I’m way. And I’m sure he’ll apologize and talk with whomever again, because anyone is welcome, if they are willing to kneel.

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Face Down … (Model: @defiantly-yourss. Rigging and photo by me.)

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Spent time visiting the college branch today, and when I got back, Lady Tortuga had left me a nice present in the bedroom, tied up and ready to unwrap, if I wanted.

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I can’t decide if I’d rather being caning some tits or whipping some balls. Not sure if I have time to do both before I go to bed.

[submissivefeminist]

CHILDREN (UNDER 18) ARE NOT WELCOME HERE

I’m really sick of going through the first few pages of followers and having to block a handful of people for being under eighteen. This is an adult blog. This blog is not meant for children. 

If you are 14 years old, you are not welcome here. If you are 16 years old, you are not welcome here. If you’re 17 years and 11 months old, you are not welcome here. If you are under 18 at all, you are not welcome here.

THIS IS NOT A SPACE FOR YOU.

It is illegal for you to view this page and I am personally uncomfortable with minors following me. Please leave and don’t return until you’re of legal age to view pornographic material (18).

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Consent in Our Society

The foundation of Our Society in modern times is consent. This was not always the case, I will be honest. Our records, the ones that survived the Inquisition and dominance of the Catholic church, go back to ancient Greece. In those times, we raided other city states and took slaves to be our sexual playthings, and we did it without their consent.

Over time, though, we discovered that there were plenty of willing submissives, slaves, playthings, and fucktoys. So Our Society changed. By the time of the founding of America, we had consent as our foundation. We accepted anyone who was willing to kneel, and we let go anyone who chose not to, or changed their minds. Being one of us who stand or sit is a harder bar, but then that’s almost never not by the consent of the person, and those who desire that -- and can actually do it -- are much fewer.

It still happens that boundaries are crossed, that rape occurs in Our Society. We have our ways of dealing with those who commit that infraction, and that is one of the things which I cannot readily share on a public forum. Let us suffice that it is effective in ending serial rape.

We play at it some time, as do others in the world, but ultimately, enthusiastic consent by all involved clears the reality of what we do.

The outer culture we find ourselves in and often are perplexed by hasn’t made this change. Consent is not truly observed there. There are wiggle words and rapists get away all the time with what they do. And many go on to rape again, many times.

We in the Society cannot condone that, and none who do this or apologize for it are welcome here.

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She got the outfit in order to entice him.  He thought it would be a good model for future piercings.  He’s bought her so many ribbons since.

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Rope & Photo by Julien Lacoma / hangknot

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This art piece was hanging in my bedroom this morning. We recently received it from House Hammond in Dayton, along with an experienced, if older, rigger.

She couldn’t wake me with my normal morning blowjob,so I just stood and used her mouth instead.  I’m having it moved to the study for display this afternoon.

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Lovely

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Not pictured: the way her ass is pointed up into the adjoining Men's bathroom.

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Proper labeling is important

It's how you tell the fuckmeat from the ones you respect. And the fuckmeat you respect even less.

It's a simple way to know how to (mis)treat someone

[dirtykarissa]

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Marissa only got the runoff, at first. But eventually all that liquid would go right through Krissy's bladder.  All she had to do was wait.

[latexmore]

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She wanted to dress as Black Widow, and I wanted her tied up. 

We "compromised"

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In the throne Hephaestus made for her, Hera could not move. She could not eat, she couldn't talk, she could barely breathe. She was a Goddess, though, and proud. It was days before anyone knew of her plight, unmoving as she was in her golden throne. Her daughter, Eris, found her first, and she cackled with glee, and hid to watch what would happen next. She sent out a flock of birds to seek out who had made the throne, so that she would know in advance of the others. Her son, Ares, found her next, and nearly got caught by the throne when he tried to pulls his mother off of it. He was angry and sent out his warriors to find the one who made it, so he could go to war against them. Her step-daughter, Athena, found them next, and she was thoughtful. It wouldn't be wise to let the mother of the Gods be bound. She studied the markings on the throne, and deduced where in Greece the throne came from.

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The first bondage chair was made by Hephaestus himself, and sent -- as a throne -- to Hera, his mother.  It was a beautiful thing, and she was sure she deserved it as her throne on Mt. Olympus.  When she sat in it though, she couldn't move.  Her hands stuck to the arms of the chair, her legs to the base, her back and her Goddess-worthy ass all stuck to the chair.  She couldn't even move to eat.

Only her son, Hephaestus could release her.  And she'd dropped him off a cliff as a baby.

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Sometimes it is necessary to interact with the world outside our society. Construction, building permits, and submitting plans are potential problems for us. Ashley knew she was both incentive and payment for the workers. To get it done early, well, and to forget about the sub-basement elevator they'd installed next to the garage, that was never on any plans.

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Cast out by his mother, he fell from Olympus only to be discovered by the Oceanid Eurynome, who saved him and raised him, and taught him the ways of the Gods.  Perhaps he was used even by her, as her mother (and her siblings) had been cast down by his (and her siblings).

No matter what, she encouraged his cunning and his skills as an engineer and maker of things.

It would all be useful later, when he returned to the mount.