I write short-form porn - FemDom captions - that sometimes crosses lines that perhaps it shouldn't, sometimes explicitly mixing politics and porn. Given that some find the very notion of FemDom inherently anti-feminist (i.e. sexual hierarchy is wrong), I've been hesitant to share my captions expect in very circumspect ways.
However, a post by Brigit Delaney, Fact. vs. Fiction, argues that even deeply flawed port (e.g. 50 Shades of Grey) can help bring some things to light. She writes "[I] know a heck of a lot more from “experimenting” by proxy through other people’s descriptions, reading fiction, and watching movies. So while some of that is just fantasy, it can still be used as a valid resource for inspiration, as long as everyone is aware that it’s not the expectation and that it’s not always an accurate account of BDSM."
That process reminds me a little bit of how I write essays. The act of writing helps to clarify my own thoughts. As I write and read my writing, I see how my thoughts don't quite hold together. The illumination helps me to understand something better, and from there I edit my essay. (I often wonder how I would have figured things out back in the days of typewriters!).
Back in the day I posted my captions on Tumblr, where a transgressive approach seemed to be more acceptable. However, in line with Delaney's approach, I am going to start sharing them here and on Twitter.
My latest batch of captions - The Gift of Female Supremacy 19 - can be found here.
And here's a sample:
The journal of a happy male submissive, currently living under a pledge to serve and obey. @subbboyjoy (and extra "b!) on Twitter, @subboyjoy on Tumblr and elsewhere. S in the blog title is a personal icon for me, an amalgamation of all the women i have been lucky enough to serve.
What Women Want (in a Female-led relationship)
A while back Mz Kaylee who runs the blog Femdom Think Tank posted the results of a survey she conducted among her readers that asked :
“If you could have things any way you want in your FLR, what would be the top 5 - 10 things you would incorporate in your FLR? Please answer honestly without consideration of your current situation. In other words what is your ideal or fantasy FLR?”
She grouped the responses by categories she identified, and then sorted the response categories by sex and ranked the results.
“He does chores” was by far and way the number one response among females, followed by pampering and obedience. Interestingly, doing chores was tied for last among the responses by males. Advantage service submissives!
“If you could have things any way you want in your FLR, what would be the top 5 - 10 things you would incorporate in your FLR? Please answer honestly without consideration of your current situation. In other words what is your ideal or fantasy FLR?”
She grouped the responses by categories she identified, and then sorted the response categories by sex and ranked the results.
“He does chores” was by far and way the number one response among females, followed by pampering and obedience. Interestingly, doing chores was tied for last among the responses by males. Advantage service submissives!
There was a similar sex contrast on the priority of "unconditional obedience" - which was ranked 3rd by females, but was tied for last among males.
Given how the survey was conducted it's hard to know how representative the results are. But if you are a male submissive committed to obedience and service, these results should be encouraging. The competition just may be defeating themselves. ; )
I personally see female domination as a gift to men who desire it. The the best way to honor such a gift is to respond by doing what she wants.
And this survey is a damn clear on what's wanted by the females among Ms. Kaylee’s readers.
Clarity is a beautiful thing.
Her report is posted in two-parts, the first one is here: http://femdomthinktank.blogspot.com/2018/03/if-you-couldthe-results-are-in.html
"Call me sea biscuit because of the way I ride it."
Aye Papi by Dawn features rapper Brooke Candy and is a fantastic pop song of the moment. Great groove, great lyrics.
But it was the third verse, rapped by Brooke Candy, grabbed my attention by the throat:
Aye Papi Yo, I need that
Good sloppy, go and eat that
Punani go and come back
When you need more of that snack
Go down and make me cum hard
Show me how talented you are
Your doing so good so far
Lick your lips and redo that part
Brookie and Dawn on a track is a problem
Everywhere we go from China to Harlem
They know the pussy is pretty and poppin'
Bitches can try but they never gon' top it
Flying is the only thing that I do private
Tell me your fantasy, bet you I tried it
Sex like a legend, This pussy a riot
Call me sea biscuit because of the way I ride it.
Here's a Youtube clip of just this verse, against a video of Candy in a styling session:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-t2zhK-9_Ds
And here's the full song on Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/7FFwC0QYn9eln8BmiugI6z?si=x5Q504JVReW_NjA8QqJjYA
About that pic...
I recently dated a Domme who knew I was pierced with a PA. I have several different pieces of jewelry that I wear. And when she asked to see a picture, I sent her a picture of the jewelry.
I totally misunderstood:
I totally misunderstood:
Corporate domination is NOT my fetish
San Francisco’s Pride parade long ago turned into an obscene
celebration of “rainbow capitalism” with contingents of 2,000+ employee
clones (all wearing identical t-shirts) assembled by Google, Apple etc.
Several years ago the contradictions reached the breaking point for me personally when the Pride parade organizers stripped whistle blower Chelsea (née Bradley) Manning of her nomination for Grand Marshall. And it was the first time ever that San Francisco Pride allowed a military recruitment booth as an exhibitor at the parade.
I danced in a contingent in that year’s parade, in part because of that year's historic Supreme Court ruling on gay marriage. But never since. So, I was happy to see this photo from the parade a couple years ago.
Several years ago the contradictions reached the breaking point for me personally when the Pride parade organizers stripped whistle blower Chelsea (née Bradley) Manning of her nomination for Grand Marshall. And it was the first time ever that San Francisco Pride allowed a military recruitment booth as an exhibitor at the parade.
I danced in a contingent in that year’s parade, in part because of that year's historic Supreme Court ruling on gay marriage. But never since. So, I was happy to see this photo from the parade a couple years ago.
Houston, Houston. Do you read?
Coming back to Blogger is something of a new beginning for me. I am a Tumblr refugee.
I loved the Tumblr platform, prior to the Great Purge. The old format encouraged so much conversation and cross talk with taboo subjects. It was intoxicating. I love conversations that cross silos, particularly conversations that operate at the intersection of sex, politics, and porn. But that's all gone now.
I am going to try to rescue several of my original Tumblr posts and post them here. [If your Tumblr is marked sexually explicit Tumblr makes it extremely hard to find your original posts, filing them among all your re-blogs and turning off the hashtag search functionality in the browser version of the platform.]
Since this is a new beginning, I will start with my Tumblr post about the short story that sparked my own personal journey into kink: "Houston, Houston. Do you read?"
Growing up I devoured science fiction (and still do!).
Perhaps my favorite sci-fi author of all time is “James Tiptree, Jr.” -
the pen name of Alice Bradley Sheldon, who passed in 1987 and is
pictured here.
Sheldon’s works still stand as among the best of the genre. She often explored the issues of gender and sex. And the James Tiptree, Jr. Award is given in Her honor each year for a work of science fiction or fantasy that expands or explores our understanding of gender.
My favorite Sheldon story is Houston, Houston, Do You Read?, a novella that won the Nebula Award for Best Novella in 1976 and the Hugo Award for Best Novella in 1977.
The story revolves around male astronauts whose ship is damaged and thrown far forward in time where they encounter an all-woman (i.e. male-free ) society. The story explores sex, gender, sexism, patriarchy, and Feminism. The narrative also lightly touches upon female superiority and domination, a story line that was electrifying for me as a teenager. Looking back I can see how even at that age I was already sexually wired for kink and female domination. And Houston, Houston fueled the fire. Thank you, Alice Sheldon!
If you like sci-fi and you haven’t yet read Houston, Houston, Do You Read? - I highly recommend it. You’re in for a treat!
Apparently the blogger servitor did NOT have this story in mind when he put together the Star Trek mash-up caption below, but I certainly made the connection when I first saw the mash-up!
I loved the Tumblr platform, prior to the Great Purge. The old format encouraged so much conversation and cross talk with taboo subjects. It was intoxicating. I love conversations that cross silos, particularly conversations that operate at the intersection of sex, politics, and porn. But that's all gone now.
I am going to try to rescue several of my original Tumblr posts and post them here. [If your Tumblr is marked sexually explicit Tumblr makes it extremely hard to find your original posts, filing them among all your re-blogs and turning off the hashtag search functionality in the browser version of the platform.]
Since this is a new beginning, I will start with my Tumblr post about the short story that sparked my own personal journey into kink: "Houston, Houston. Do you read?"
Growing up I devoured science fiction (and still do!).
Perhaps my favorite sci-fi author of all time is “James Tiptree, Jr.” -
the pen name of Alice Bradley Sheldon, who passed in 1987 and is
pictured here.Sheldon’s works still stand as among the best of the genre. She often explored the issues of gender and sex. And the James Tiptree, Jr. Award is given in Her honor each year for a work of science fiction or fantasy that expands or explores our understanding of gender.
My favorite Sheldon story is Houston, Houston, Do You Read?, a novella that won the Nebula Award for Best Novella in 1976 and the Hugo Award for Best Novella in 1977.
The story revolves around male astronauts whose ship is damaged and thrown far forward in time where they encounter an all-woman (i.e. male-free ) society. The story explores sex, gender, sexism, patriarchy, and Feminism. The narrative also lightly touches upon female superiority and domination, a story line that was electrifying for me as a teenager. Looking back I can see how even at that age I was already sexually wired for kink and female domination. And Houston, Houston fueled the fire. Thank you, Alice Sheldon!
If you like sci-fi and you haven’t yet read Houston, Houston, Do You Read? - I highly recommend it. You’re in for a treat!
Apparently the blogger servitor did NOT have this story in mind when he put together the Star Trek mash-up caption below, but I certainly made the connection when I first saw the mash-up!
"Know what we haven't tried? Feminist leadership."
Climate tourist Jonathan Franzen has penned a new essay in the New Yorker, adding his
voice to the “serious” pundits encouraging people to be “realistic” and
accept that there is little we can do to prevent the worst from climate
change, pundits like fellow tourists Jonathan Rich and David
Wallace-Wells.
Maddeningly, publications like the New Yorker keep printing these doom-and-gloom essays despite plenty of brilliant thinkers who see things much differently. There is at least one noticeable difference between these two camps: the doom and gloom types are for the most part old, wealthy, white guys.
As long these guys think we screwed no matter what, why don’t they shut up so we can hear from the women who say they see a way forward.
Women like Dr. Katharine Wilkinson above, who beautifully spotlighted the glaring tunnel vision of the "we're toast" bros.
What’s the worst that could happen, saving the world?
Maddeningly, publications like the New Yorker keep printing these doom-and-gloom essays despite plenty of brilliant thinkers who see things much differently. There is at least one noticeable difference between these two camps: the doom and gloom types are for the most part old, wealthy, white guys.
As long these guys think we screwed no matter what, why don’t they shut up so we can hear from the women who say they see a way forward.
Women like Dr. Katharine Wilkinson above, who beautifully spotlighted the glaring tunnel vision of the "we're toast" bros.
What’s the worst that could happen, saving the world?
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