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Kinky Feature Creep

Posted in event, writing on April 13, 2011 by admin

Recently I gave my Worst Class Ever.

Seriously, it’s documentably the poorest job I’ve ever done teaching. I appreciate class evaluations from events, even though (as almost any presenter will tell you) that one negative comment will keep me awake at night no matter how effusive the rest of them were. And frankly, usually the comments are overwhelmingly positive; I am good at what I do, and I usually can handle the one or two negative comments I get as simply rubbing a couple of people the wrong way while rubbing the vast majority the right way.

OK, maybe that’s not the best metaphor to use. But you get what I mean.

Bound in Boston was different. I got back the class evaluations for my Full Contact Dom presentation, and while the majority were still positive, there were many, many more negatives than I was used to. Some were just personality conflicts (“…he seems like a frustrated stand-up comic who just likes to hear himself talk…“) but others were pretty specific, and pretty accurate. The class description:

FULL CONTACT DOM: A combination of dance and martial arts, this class focuses on methods of maintaining and utilizing a physical connection between the top and the bottom. Whether you’re focusing on takedowns or sensual rope, using full-contact and focusing techniques can increase the enjoyment of any scene. Remember, if you’re not cheatin’, you ain’t tryin’.

only mentioned “takedowns” and “martial arts” once, but I’d delivered a class full of demonstrations of rough body play. I never once picked up a rope. I never mentioned “focusing” or “sensuality” or “connection.” The room was far too full to allow people to practice what I was teaching, as well, so the “hands on” aspect went right out the window.

I failed to deliver what I’d promised. For which, to the attendees, I apologize.

Part of any apology, however, is figuring out how not to let it happen again. I realized that over the years of teaching Full Contact Dom I’d had more and more people ask me questions about the grappling techniques, less about the rope. Eventually, as I tried to cover the questions in the course material, it morphed into more of a rough-body play class than anything to do with using physical presence to improve connection. It was a kind of Feature Creep, where showing one more pressure point or one more safe way to punch took the place of breathing, presence, attention. It had been an insidiously gradual change, and it wasn’t that it was a bad class.

It just wasn’t the class I’d said I would teach.

So before the GRALE event last weekend, I took the time to examine my Military Style Bondage class description. I revamped the course outline, taking out some things that, while fun, weren’t necessary, and making sure that there was more solid documentation, more relevance to the particular topic. In short, I made sure that I was delivering what I said I would.

The results were a class with overwhelmingly positive reviews. I felt good about it, people felt they got even more than they’d expected, and a valuable lesson was learned.

Don’t be complacent.

The next time I do Full Contact Dom, it will be back to the original format. Connection. Sensuality. Body presence. Meanwhile, I have the material to add a Rough Body Play class to my curriculum.

But more to the point: I’m taking a look at all the places in my life where I have promised to deliver something, to fulfill some role, whether that’s to someone else or to myself.

Am I delivering what I promised?

Are you?

This sparQ Brought to You By the Letter “P”

Posted in art, community, cool people, event, Rope Bondage on February 16, 2011 by admin

“Sure, I’m moving to Pittsburgh,” I told my friend. “But I’ll be heading back to Madison a lot.”

“Uh huh. Sure. I’ll believe that when I see it!” she said skeptically, adding “…but I hope you do.”

In a couple of weeks I’ll be doing just that – returning to the Bondage Capital of the World in order to be part of the launch of a great new project. sparQ.com is a sex positive place with educational, erotic, and useful content, whether that’s a hot story, an article about having better orgasms, or a sex toy review.

They’re starting things off on February 26th with a bang (no, not that kind) with a gallery night called “the Art of the Sensual” in Pewaukee (that’s a suburb of the suburb of the Bondage Capital). There will be erotic readings, a gallery full of stimulating art, and they’ve invited Naiia and myself to come and do some rope performance.

What’s P Got to Do With It?

Glad you asked. No, I’m not going to do anything scandalous. In fact, I’m looking forward to not doing the typical rough-and-tumble rope that I’ve been doing for many years. As with my performance with DoNotGoGently in New York City recently, I’m going for something different, something more sensual, something that hasn’t been done before.

Almost as if to aid me in my quest is the appearance of Gar Reynolds’ The Naked Presenter in the mail yesterday, a birthday present from CunningMinx (who still knows my tastes quite well, it seems). I started reading it this morning, and came to a section on “creative constraints.” Gar put some pretty strange ones on himself for the book, limiting himself to ten chapters and deciding that the principles he talks about should all begin with the letter P:

  • Preparation
  • Punch
  • Presence
  • Projection
  • Passion
  • Proximity
  • Play
  • Pace
  • Participation
  • Power

…with one extra P, Persistence, just to show that rules are made to be broken.

I haven’t read more than the first chapter at this point, but it’s already stirring some creative juices. These are all the things that go into a good presentation, yes, but also into a good scene, and I’m fascinated to see how I can apply these things more consciously to the upcoming performance.

If you’d like to see it, check out the Facebook link above, or just come out to Pewaukee on the 26th of February for the event.

It will be a Pleasure to see you…

The Dark Odyssey WinterFire Cabaret Social!

Posted in art, community, event, NeatEvent, play, Rope Bondage on January 28, 2011 by admin

To say I’m looking forward to DOWF would be an understatement. The organizers approached me and asked if I would help with a fund raiser for NCSF. Of course I agreed, and they let me come up with this format (which has been a part of a few Shibaricons, as well). This is what “America’s Got Talent” would be like if there wasn’t an FCC.

The First-Ever Winter Fire Cabaret Social!

Got Talent? Come and share!

Hosted By Graydancer
Get to know a different side of your fellow travelers in this Dark Odyssey at the Winterfire Cabaret. This is the Talent Show your mother warned you about, with kinksters showing off their skills in short, lively acts guaranteed to amaze, or at least amuse, everyone.

Hosted by Graydancer, the Cabaret is an environment designed for casual entertainment, with professional talent and talented amateurs lending their grace and skill to the stage. Juggling! Music! Kilted kicklines! Dancing bears! Stop in, enjoy the acts, and take a moment to bid in a round of the NCSF Lightning Auction between acts.

Interested in performing in this vaudeville-style stage show? Contact Graydancer@gmail.com. Guaranteed to be fun for the whole fami- well, fun for the whole community, anyway. Hope to see you there!

A Simple End-of-Year Post

Posted in community, cool people, event, family, photography, play, writing on December 29, 2010 by admin

Shooting with Michele Serchuk=Another Good Decision

It is the season for Wrap Ups, for Looks Back, for reflection and “what the fuck happened?” to mingle in the brain. I normally don’t do such things; arbitrary ends-of-years (you do remember that more than half the world doesn’t see this as the New Year, right?) don’t normally appeal to me.

However, I had a dream the other night. It was a class I was organizing, and the theme was “Best & Worst.” I think it came from the series of posts from people like Lochai and Voron on Fetlife about the “end result or process?” or the “most important safety rule“. And as much as I dislike hyperbole and dyadic choices (life is not the Kobiyashi Maru, in my opinion) I think there might be some value in exploring the questions:

What was the best kinky thing you did all year?

What was the worst?

Note the limiting factors: kinky and year. Feel free to expand and try and think of the best or worst thing you’ve done in general, or in your entire life, but when I did that my head either wanted to explode or to wander down a dark spiral of self-recrimination and regret. Neither really good things.

So…what was the best kinky thing you did all year, Graydancer?

Hmm…probably it was the decision to embrace my avocation and try to unite it with my vocation. I tried having a “normal” job for a while, for a little more than half the year. 9 to 5, insurance (sort of, though it didn’t cover the things I actually needed treatment for), overtime, vacation…the whole shebang.

But it was soul-deadening. The contrast between the people that I connected with through writing, podcasting, teaching, and performing, vs. the people I suckered into buying shitty properties on eBay at my job became intolerable. In the end, I had to realize that the only thing I was accomplishing at that job was making my boss richer, and that was at the cost of not only the sucker’s money but also at the cost of my quality of life, and the quality of life of those I loved.

So one weekend I walked in, packed up my personal items from my desk, sent emails of resignation to the two immediate superiors and the big boss, and left. I resolved that it was better to be poor, insecure, and happily contributing positively to the world (at least, as far as I can tell) than to be a dead soul with a steady paycheck.

Since then, life has been one good thing happening after another. I have been able to teach and do things with people I’d never expected or dreamed of, and 2011 is looking even better. Does my bank account suffer? Hell yes. But really, in the bigger scheme of things, having tried both ways…this is where I belong, doing what I’m doing. Best. Decision. All. Year.

Eh, that’s an easy one. What about the worst thing you did all year?

Ah, now, here’s the decision time. Do I open myself up to the teeming masses (ha) reading this blog and go for the intensely personal experience, or take the easy route and go with “well, I didn’t check that I tied that Gravity Boot correctly on the famous Oreo Cookie suspension…”

If you do this exercise, I warn you, this is dangerous territory. Regret and guilt are two of the most insidious and yet worthless emotions there are, because they really don’t accomplish anything. The past is the past, and you can’t change it, and more than that, there is no way to tell if the past is exactly what needed to happen to get you where you are right now – in my case, sitting in bed in my friend’s flat in San Francisco with a happily tired and snuggly DoNotGoGently next to me. I wouldn’t trade this for anything, so how can I be sure that anything I did to lead up to this should have been changed?

Well, ok, I’ll stop dodging the question. The worst thing I’ve done in my kinky life all year…it’s not really one thing. It’s more the area of my kinky life where I wish I was doing better, making better decisions, able to explore and develop it more skillfully.

It’s the area of dominant and submissive relationships. I still carry around a big huge hangup from my first real D/s experience, and while it has benefited me in terms of education, it has certainly stunted my own development. About all I know is that I am “wired” for that kind of relationship – but making that wiring actually function seems to be a very difficult process of talking things out and trying things out with my partners, whether play- or life-. These are some of the more difficult and clumsy conversations I’ve had, and mis-steps and mis-communications and mis-takes have led to a great deal of strife and pain for myself and those I love. So what have I done the worst in my kinky life over the past year? Managed my identity as a dominant kinky person.

There. Now I know what I can choose to work on in the future. Or not; sometimes you just do the best you can, and have to keep muddling through. I’m a big fan of “inching towards daylight” as the saying goes.

Now it’s your turn, if you care to take up the challenge. The comment field awaits:

What’s the best kinky thing you did all year? What’s the worst?

For the Unconference Skeptics…

Posted in community, cool people, event, GRUE, NeatEvent on December 8, 2010 by admin

I just finished reading Harrison Owen’s book “Open Space Technology” in preparation for a facilitator’s training conference I’m going to in a week (want to help me get there? Donations happily accepted!). It’s a fun and easy read, and if you’ve been to a GrUE, you’ll find yourself nodding over and over again, saying “Yep, that’s what it was like.” Even occasionally laughing; one of my favorite lines was Owen’s admission that “It seemed like a good idea at the time, and besides the gin had run out.

But even after nineteen successful GrUE’s in three years and two countries – yes, that’s right, nineteen – I still hear the same things from people. “Such-and-so is skeptical of the Unconference Model.” “Unless you have a list of presenters, no one will come.” “I’m really turned off by the idea of no organization.”

I can understand that. It was driven home to me quite well by a friend who was describing an event he’s trying to organize. “You’d like it, Gray!” he exclaimed. “We’re going to run it kind of like a GrUE, where there’s nothing really planned, and everybody just gets to do what they want!”

My gut reaction (not what I said to him) was to recoil in horror. That sounded like an awful idea for a conference. This was followed by a terrifying thought: OMG – is that what people hear me saying when I talk about a GrUE?

Perhaps it is. So I’m a little more careful now, and describe it more as:

A GrUE uses Open Space Technology principles (developed in 1985 and used in over 60,000 different events) to enable participants to self-organize a conference filled only with the issues and activities they care deeply about. It creates a unique event filled with passion and responsibility and unexpected connections within the group.

I dunno. I still like the other descriptions, such as “It’s like everybody brings their own book, and we get together and create a library” or even better, “It’s like Burning Man crossed with TED Talks for kinky people*” or something to that effect.

Proof of Concept

However, if the nineteen GrUEs (and the first gathering of The Usual Suspects, which you’ll hear about in a pending podcast) isn’t enough to convince people that this system can work, well, there’s other concrete evidence. Harrison Own talks about some of the clients he’s worked with, including the very first Open Space he facilitated, for 75 DuPont engineers determining the fate of Dacron. He talks about the 250 Boeing employees who used the process to quickly and efficiently address an airplane door redesign that was implemented worldwide. But most impressive to me was the story of the AT&T Olympic Pavilion in Atlanta:

Six months before the 1996 Olympic games in Atlanta 1996, AT&T was invited to move its pavilion from the edge of the Olympic village to the center. That was the good news. The bad news was that the AT&T design team had just completed 10 months of hard work on the first version, and now there was a need to redesign it at a new place to serve 75,000 customers a day instead of 5,000, and to finish the design in half the time.

It was clearly understood that there was no way to do it by the linear process it done before. The 23 members of the design team were a dispirited group when they assembled to meet the challenge. One of the group member’s commented: ” we are about to turn a disaster into a catastrophe.” Two days later, the atmosphere was rather different. A totally new design had been created; everybody agreed that it was much better than the first design. As they planned, they ordered materials for delivery. Perhaps most important, everybody was still talking to each other, and some of them even described it as a ‘fun’ undertaking.

Using Open Space Technology made all the difference.

–source: Self Organization in Social Systems

So, if it was good enough for Ma Bell to put it in charge of a $200,000,000.00 one-chance investment with an impossible deadline and succeed…well, if that’s not enough proof of concept, then you’re never going to be convinced.

And that’s ok. We’ll continue to have them without you, and you can just come join us when you’re ready.

We miss you.

Nah. That Open Space Woo-woo Shit Never Works.

*Thanks to Naiia for reminding me & Caritas Joy for coming up with the analogy in the first place!

Ropecraft

Posted in art, cool people, event, maui kink, play, Rope Bondage on December 6, 2010 by admin

“The study of magic is not a science, it is not an art, and it is not religion. Magic is a craft. When we do magic, we do not wish and we do not pray. We rely upon our will and our knowledge and our skill to make a specific change in the world…”
–Lev Grossman, The Magicians

My friend Lochai recently posted a stimulating question on the Shibaricon mailing list. It was, like many great questions, short and to the point:

Why rope?

I think my answer lies in an example I use a lot when I teach. If I come towards a person with a flogger, they know pretty much what’s going to happen. If I come towards a person with some fine leather bondage shackles, they know where they’re going to go. If I pull out some hand-blown fluted fire-cups, it’s pretty obvious what’s going to happen next.

If I walk towards someone with a coiled piece of hemp, they have no clue. Except that it will involve rope. Probably.

Here. I’ll set a timer, and come up with ten things I could do with that coil of rope:

  1. Cover it with a condom and fuck them.
  2. Knot the ends and give them a very sharp and painful whipping.
  3. Re-coil it into a soft, thuddy flogger.
  4. Tie a crotch rope hooked into their hair and make them give me head while rubbing out orgasm after orgasm.
  5. Hogtie them and enjoy their escape attempts.
  6. Use the rope to highlight a part of their anatomy (ass, breasts, cock & balls, whatever) and lavish attention on it.
  7. Introduce them to some Enforced Yoga Poses.
  8. String the knotted line across the room and force them to straddle it, walking along the line reciting humiliating phrases in Russian.
  9. Gag & blindfold them.
  10. Tie their hands together.

OK, that took me longer than expected – one minute and 15 seconds. Try it yourself; feel free to share your results in the comments. Admittedly, some might say that the last one (or two) shouldn’t count, that they’re too basic. That’s a subject for another post.

My point is that rope is nothing but potential until I exercise my skill and desire upon it-and at that point, the range of options available is greater than any other tool I’ve seen. It’s Schroedinger’s Rope, if you will: it’s everything until you make it something. It is unknowable:

The Unknowable is that which lies in the cracks between the known and the irrelevant…the Unknowable lives in a pack of cards after it has been fairly shuffled but before it has been dealt, when all the possibilities are open, and which each possibility matters.
Stephen Brust & Emma Bull, Freedom and Necessity

That rope will do nothing without the rigger’s will. Their intent.

That intention may be nothing more than to replicate the knots on some picture they saw.

Or it may be with the intention of creating a passionate experience filled with ephemeral beauty for an audience of two.

I know which I prefer. And that is why rope, Lochai.

That is my ropecraft.

Adventures in Rope: The Rope Bomb NYC

Posted in art, community, cool people, event, maui kink, NeatEvent, photography, Rope Bondage on October 21, 2010 by admin

On the 18th of October, the Rope Bomb Squad # 22402 invited me along for their Knotty Flash Mob romp through Central Park. My friends Storii and Parker met up with me in Manhattan and we joined the rest of the group of about 20 people just outside of Central Park.

Murphy Blue, the leader, introduced everyone and laid out the ground rules for the group. They were pretty simple variations on the same principle they drill into kindergarteners and Marines alike: Stay together, and no one gets left behind. At the same time, Dov passed out sheets detailing the Photographer’s Bill of Rights. This included the fact that in NYC it is legal for women to be topless, for example, and that in a public park it is legal to take photos, but illegal for the police to do things like take away your film, camera, etc.

Then we were off into the park…and fun.

It was just fun rope, folks. Yes, it was hot, too – take a look at Storii on the rock, for example. But some of it was “let’s see what we can do with this place!” I wanted to stay away from suspensions as much as I could (when I muttered aloud that “suspensions are overrated” as I rigged Jo_Lee by the bandshell, the photog Ian shook my hand in grateful agreement) but in the final location we found, I couldn’t resist.

Beautiful arches. Glowing tiled ceilings. Multiple people around to suspend. All with the added joy of police showing up and informing us (well, mainly Dov) that if there was any damage to this $17 million overpass he would find us. Thankfully, Dov’s Humongous Balls of Brass were large enough to derail that particular bus.

I got Storii up in the suspension just as I envisioned, snapped some shots, and then was running around trying help tear stuff down and escape the park with laughing, disheveled and half-roped-up models and riggers alike. It’s probably some of the most fun with rope I’ve had ever.

If you get a chance to come to NYC, pay attention to the Rope Bomb Group. They’re friendly, they’re wild, and they just love rope.

I want to give special thanks to Music and Murphy and Storii, who had my back while I had my own interaction with the Fuzz. Incidentally, just so you know, the police are perfectly happy to tell you things you know for a fact are not true. If that happens, don’t argue. Take a cue from Lee Harrington, and acknowledge their “interesting perspective” and disengage from them as quickly as possible.

There are other places to rig, other ropes and bodies to enjoy. And to paraphrase an old Dungeons & Dragons truism, It is wise to avoid the attention of officers, for you are crunchy and taste good with truncheons.

Feedback on Graydancer’s Classes

Posted in community, event, NeatEvent, photography, Rope Bondage, sex education on October 8, 2010 by admin

“Easy, fast, and useful ties, as advertised. Exceeded expectations. Even people in the back were able to see. Gray demonstrated multiple times so that everyone could see what and how he was tying. Nice, loud speaker that didn’t mess around. Yay!”

- Shibaricon 2010 Attendee on Graydancer’s “Tie ‘Em Up & Fuck ‘Em” class

That is some of the nicest feedback I’ve ever gotten, and it’s probably why I keep getting asked to do this class again and again. Well, that and the high quality of model that I tend to have with me, such as Ten in this short demonstration we did at the Kink Academy Open House.

But while I could wax eloquently about why you should come to both this workshop and the other one, ShadowPlay (on October 20th) I think I will let another satisfied student do the talking for me. This is possibly the most validating and reinforcing class evaluation I’ve ever gotten, and I humbly present it for your perusal:

and for the record, that’s the one thing I’d like to change about the workshop, too.

Hope to see you there!

Tying New York

Posted in art, community, cool people, event, maui kink, NeatEvent, photography, proporn, Rope Bondage, sex education on October 4, 2010 by admin

It’s my last morning of a truly epic trip here in NYC. The community of sex bloggers, event organizers, kinksters, artists, sexologists, and more have been open and welcoming like you would not believe. Right now I’m spending my last morning at DGSolar & Violet‘s apartment in Brooklyn, after a pleasant evening talking about their Rope Bombs.

There’s really too much to talk about in one blog post…at least in the time I have now. But I’ll share some pictures of highlights, and promise to talk more lucidly about it on an upcoming podcast. (I still have to talk about Paradise & the St. Louis GRUE, for that matter).

First, in light of my last post, I should give an update: Nancy Peach decided against doing the Pussy Eatin’ Pic for Posterity – at least, for the 8×8 version of the show. Instead, she chose to use this one for a full 8×8 canvas, to be unveiled at her event in December – where, by the way, I’ll be performing with MinxGrrl.

I had a really fun arrival in the city after a day of travel, visiting Arden and her roommate Helena and going out to a little dive bar in the village. Arden is the person who, years ago, suggested I work on becoming a little more “evil”, and you can see from the pic that she knows whereof she speaks:

The next morning was up early to do a photo shoot with Mollena Williams shot by Michele Serchuk. All you get to see is my prep shot at the piano – the vibe we were going for was kind of “Tom Waits Molests Ella Fitzgerald” (at least, in my mind) – but there will be exquisite shots of the amazing scene we had together coming later.

This was my first chance to really use Maui Kink‘s rope and toys for the purpose they were intended – especially the Tire thumper. This has one slight variation from the equipment you can just buy at a truck stop – namely, a flattened edge that works as a paddle. The wood, of course, is beautiful, and the gold jute really shone against Mo’s skin for the shoot. I also got to smoke a Romeo Y Julieta Churchill-sized cigar for the shoot, which popped Mo’s cigar play cherry.

That night I attended “An Evening With Carol Queen” which was a fantastic discussion with other sex bloggers and activists. Carol is one of the most engaging and entertaining speakers I’ve ever known, and her new project is to explore how the blogosphere has changed the way people talk about sex. A lot of the conversation related to issues of privacy, but there was a lot of solidarity and a feeling of being a part of the change that desperately needs to happen in our culture. Some old friends like B_Playful, and Mia were there, as well as online friends met for the first time such as Twanna Hines, Raven Lightholme and Wilhelmina Wang. I also made new friends like Nikki Morgan and Snimm. Oh, and lest I forget, this was also the place where I first met Princess Kali of the Kink Academy, and as I hope that is the beginning of a beautiful friendship, it deserves noting.

The whole shindig, of course, was produced by Debauched Diva & Urban Gypsy, who were sort of the guiding hand behind so much that I did this weekend. I’ve known the two of them for years (you can hear interviews about the NYC Sex Blogger Calendar on the Ropecast) but I’ve never worked with them quite this closely. They are a whirlwind of energy. In fact, they should really write a parallel to David Allen’s “Getting Things Done” called “Making Shit Happen.” The people they pulled together to help out were fantastic as well. It was amazing to finally be behind the scenes of the calendar party, stuffing the goodie bags, prepping the space, and then getting to sell raffle tickets and later announce the winners.

I don’t have a “bucket list” per se, but there is a list I keep of things I’ve done, moments I’ve had, that I keep in order to pull out and relive when I’m too old to do such things any more. This trip was full of them, but being the MC for the raffle is definitely in there. On the one hand: I’m just reading numbers on tickets, right? On the other hand: I’m in a Manhattan nightclub, which is packed with hot, sexual people like Dylan Ryan, Nina Hartley, Carol Queen, Troy Orleans and more, and I’m making them laugh, cheer, and enjoy the process of giving away great prizes.

I dunno about you, but that’s a Defining Moment in my book. After the party I had a moment of which you will not believe – it is truly the stuff of which porn movie plots are made of:

At the end of the raffle, Graydancer is sitting, drinking a Stella Artois courtesy of Lisa Vandever. He is feeling good about the drawing, especially since his friend Ten had gotten one of the bags. So had the remarkable Nikki Morgan, a certified sexologist and event planner. She approaches Gray as he sits.

NIKKI: That was fun! This was quite an evening.

GRAY: Yeah, I think that that went well. And you won! Looked like you were having fun.

NIKKI: I did! I was hoping to go in back there (she gestures towards the back of the bar) where Professor Oni was tying people up and try that out. (her mouth pouts) But I guess they’re all packed up and done now…

GRAY (sets down beer): Well, you know…I’ve done a bit of rope bondage myself…

(cue bawhm-chicka-bawhm-mauw music, ftb)


OK, maybe the bawhm-chicka music is going a bit far – after that harness was untied, I simply went back to the home of the New Jersey Rope Experiment in Metuchen. However, Nikki and I had more conversation about a wide variety of topics the next day as I wandered around the Village, and it’s interesting how many of her classes she teaches parallel my own (especially the upcoming ShadowPlay that I’m teaching here in NYC on the 20th). It’s simply a testament to the universality of sexuality – same problems, different solutions.

The next morning I had a great breakfast with the JRE folx, which you will hear in an upcoming podcast. Then Ten and I had to catch a train back to the city for the Kink Academy Open House, which did not suck:

In fact, I got emails from people the next day who had taken home the TEU&FE harness, tried it out, and had stellar results. More pleasant feedback a person could not ask for.

By the end of the open house (and after some impromptu show-and-tell with the effervescent Engel Schrei and some Maui Kink paddles) Ten and I were exhausted, but still wanted to hang with Mollena, Dov, and others. We managed to last all the way thru Cinekink before surrendering to the night and going back to JRE HQ. Of course, being the Hard Workin’ Sex Goddess that she is, she not only did more shoots with me and Kink Academy the next morning but went on to do more spankin’ shoots in the afternoon. Guess it takes a lot of work being that awesome.

Now I’ve had an afternoon, evening, and morning to catch my breath before I catch my plane, and even writing about this seems like a whirlwind fever-dream. I did everything I hoped to on this trip and more, and big thanks to Tied Up Events, Maui Kink, and my generous crash-space hosts for making it possible.

See you all at the Conn-GRUE in a couple of weeks!

Tonight: Graydancer Joins Kink.com on the Upper Floor

Posted in cool people, event, NeatEvent, photography on September 24, 2010 by admin

Tonight, I get to be the guest of some friends and join Peter Acworth and his house slaves and guests at an Upper Floor Party. To say Im excited would be quite an understatement. If youd like to watch (yes, this will be a live broadcast of Victorian-style debauchery) you can subscribe here: http://aff.theupperfloor.com/track/10509;204405:revshare:THEUPPERFLOOR,424/