last night Ms. Behavin’ and I tried out a new rope act with Foxy Veronica’s Peach Pies. I don’t consider my own performance stellar - too involved with the rope, not the model, and I fucked up the tie on the left leg. But in the realm of “was the audience entertained?” it was a tremendous success, due in huge part to the shenanigans of Ms. Behavin’ and Moxie Rhodes.
Enjoy until YouTube takes it down…then you can get it from my server.
One of my heroes, a pioneer of the sex-positive feminist movement Tristan Taormino is coming to Madison tomorrow. She’s a helluva writer, educator, director, and damn sexy to boot, and she’ll be at A Woman’s Touch in Madison, WI. cunningminx saw her in Chicago, and said it was grand, so we’re lucky to get her here.
The details:
June 18, 6:30 - 8:00 pm (free booksigning at 6:00 pm)
Making Open Relationships Work with Tristan TaorminoDo open relationships really work? How do people create nontraditional partnerships that are loving and lasting? Tristan Taormino, relationship expert and author of Opening Up, shares some of the key principles that can help your open relationship(s) succeed. She’ll discuss common issues and problems—from “new relationship energy” and time management to jealousy and agreement violations—and ways to address and resolve them. Tristan will offer tips on communication, negotiation, and boundary setting, as well as how to cope with change. Learn how to get to the root of jealous feelings and transform them by embracing the concept of compersion. Whether you’re a newcomer or veteran to the world beyond monogamy, come discover strategies to help you nurture and grow your open relationship(s).
There will also be a FREE book-signing before the workshop, from 6:00 - 6:30.
Location: A Woman’s Touch, 600 Williamson St, Madison, WI
Admission: $30 per person; please pre-register and pre-pay to hold your spot.
Register: Register Online NOW!
Contact: awt (at) chorus.net or 608-250-1928
He’s so mysterious that no pictures were actually captured of him at Shibaricon. So elusive that he only lasted chose to remain for three falls with Ms. Behavin’. But this Sunday (SUNDAY, SUNDAY!!) El Bondagero, the Kinky Mexican Wrestler, returns as part of the UFC team “El Macho Muerte.” (None of us speak Spanish, so we’re not sure what that means exactly, but it sounds cool).
UFC stands for Ultimate Fetish Championship, of course. Medals will be awarded, there will be little-death matches, and even the dreaded cage-match pillow-fight. It all happens at the monthly Sabbat de Sade.
And yes, the model featured there on the poster, St. Abigail (STAB-igail to her friends) is in fact the savage13lossom herself.
Rita Seagrave and I have come up with a rather unusual (we think) method to raise funds for an upcoming rope junket I’m taking in the first half of July. The itinerary goes:
During the visit in Columbus, we are going to continue the Ropecast tradition of Audio Rope Theatre (ART) by doing an entire scene recorded with sound and photos, to be released as part of a future ropecast.
Your Chance to Be in on the Scene:
You can become part of the scene by signing up to sponsor “the ART of Rita.” In the time-honored tradition of NPR, there are three levels of sponsorship, each with its own “premium”:
You are a truly sick person, who wants not only to hear Rita bound, but also be a part of her torment. You can select a portion of her body (for example, “BOOBIES!” or “FEET!”) to be bound with a length of rope during the scene, and when the scene is done, that rope will be mailed to you complete with an signed certificate from Graydancer and Rita that this rope was, in fact, used for nefarious and knotty purposes and describing them in detail.
While you are inappropriate in most company, you are willing to leave the details to other people. Having a section of the rope used in the torment of Rita is plenty, whether it was used to bind her big toe or suspended her hair. Again, accompanied by the certificate of use.
– You don’t need materialistic gain - you just want to hear Rita moan as she realizes that another 10 spanks/blows/bites are coming courtesy of you, mentioned by name during the scene.
All sponsors will also get access to a special “sponsors only” gallery of photos taken during the scene, and be entered into a raffle to get the Twisted Monk camisole and hot pants worn by Rita at the beginning of the scene (the condition of said clothing is not guaranteed to be usable after the scene is done).
Um, Graydancer, Isn’t This Kind of…Pimping Out Your Relationship?
Why, yes, that’s exactly what it is. We are exhibitionists, and we love the idea of performing with the sound of our play going out to 7000+ listeners. We love the idea of them getting turned on by the sound. We especially love the idea that the sounds and sights of our play could fund the kinky travels of myself. Talk about an economic stimulus…
A funny clip from a Japanese radio show featuring Arisue Go.
I’ve already begun to get some notices from people questioning my placement of the electrodes on Arielle’s breasts during the last Ropecast review of the Deluxe Digital Power Box from Extreme Restraints. Allow me to address this issue here, before it gets out of hand:
Everybody says no E-Stim above the waist!
Actually, they say “not recommended” and “general guidelines” and the like. It is true, there is some risk of putting any kind of electricity in the area of the heart - especially in the case of pacemakers. I am not advocating the use of e-stim of any kind above the waist.
Then why did you do it, Graydancer?
Well, in researching for different ways to use it, I went to a lot of different places - and one of them was Kink.com’s Wired Pussy. The people that work there are very concerned with the safety and health of their models, and I mirrored the placement of the pads in several cases with photo shoots, including the ones on the breasts.
But those are healthy, strong, young fetish models! Most people can’t do the things they do!
True, very true. However, Arielle is a young, healthy, strong dancer, and as such I determined that the risk, such as there was, was minimal. In other words, this was a “risk-aware consensual kink”, and should not be used as a suggestion for play. Make your own educated decisions based on your own situation.
Kind of like Sir C is fond of saying, “She didn’t die. The scene was a success.” View the MPEG to see the technique in action.
I know, I’m breaking rules by not going on and on about Shibaricon. Trust me, enough happened to keep the pornoblogosphere going for years. We’ll all get around to it eventually.
Instead, I want to put forth a follow-up to the “coke bottle cap” game invented by Lqqkout at the Minnesota GRUE. See, one thing that bothers me about the traditional “Count your strokes, slave!” idea is that it’s so simple. I mean, counting is something anyone over the age of two can do. Even making it challenging by having them count separately on each cheek as you spank gets a little too simple, in my opinion.
I found a little fun in having the foolishly willing Terrorlynn count to the beat of a metronome while two file clips (applied by Lochai) were attached to her nipples. First I had her guess the speed of the metronome (she guessed 190 beats per minute) and subtracted from that the actual bpm (122) which gave me 78, the number she needed to count to before the clips could be removed.
Then I started the metronome (one of the old-fashioned, mechanical kinds) to ticking…and ticking…and at about 36 I suddenly speeded it way up, and she lost count. As she started over, I realized that she probably wouldn’t make that mistake again, verified when I again speeded it up and she didn’t miss a beat up through 51. So I decided to take the direct sadistic approach, and slowed it down as far as possible, letting her watch the swinging arm back and forth as it incremented her torture bit by bit.
Such fun.
But I imagine an even more fun game, for those submissives who are somewhat geeky and/or good with math. Ever heard of the Fibonacci Number Sequence? The first number of the sequence is 0, the second number is 1, and each subsequent number is equal to the sum of the previous two numbers of the sequence itself. So 0+1=1, 1+1 = 2, 2+1 =3, 3+2=5, and the sequence would be 0, 1, 1, 2, 3, 5…and so on.
So the challenge would be to pick out some punishment - a spanking, something similar - and have the bottom only shout out the numbers in the Fibonacci Sequence! If a mistake is made, you start over.
The only problem I have with this is this: I don’t know the sequence well enough. Perhaps using a sharpie to write it along the bottom’s spine before spanking? Projecting it on the wall? It’s the age old dilemma of kinky sapiosexuals…it’s far too easy to find subs that are smarter than you are.
To inspire you, here’s a gallery from Kink.com’s Sex & Submission site with more beautiful people doing terribly wonderful things to each other.
Klawdya told the story better, but I’m going to paraphrase and attempt to catch some of the spirit of how she told it:
So, I get up to the room about 1,2am, and Grace is pacing back and forth, back and forth. I ask her “What’s wrong, honey?”
She looks up at me with a concerned expression. “I think I may be in labor,” she says.
I calmly look at her and say “Now, now, the con has just started, maybe it’s false labor, maybe you just have an upset stomach…”
“No, you don’t understand,” she said. “I’ve already lost the mucous plug.”
I was taken aback. “Then…what are we doing here? Are there contractions?”
“Yes…” she said.
“About how far apart?”
“About…three minutes or so.”
“THEN WHAT THE HECK ARE WE DOING HERE?!?”
And so, early in the morning of the first day of Shibaricon V, Ryatt Elijah, six pounds nine ounces, came into the world, becoming Shibaricon Staff Member #17.5.
On a sobering note, there were some complications, and he’s been in NICU for a few days. Please send whatever well wishes, positive thoughts, prayers, or healing energies to mother and child. They are our family.
A lot of other things happened.
Personally it was a little hard, I’ll be honest - but that’s no reflection on the event. Kudos to Diana and the rest of the Shibaricon team for pulling it together even bigger than before.
Even people I don’t know.
A while back, when Monk had put up one of his very cool videos, I read on his blog a kudo from a fan, Aitch. No problem with kudos, but the guy called audio podcasts “old and tired”, and I kind of took offense at that. Well, not really offense, but it played on some insecurities.
In talking to Monk about it, later, he reminded me that in audio, no one can see you perv. Well, they can hear you, but they don’t really have any way to object to what you’re doing, even if you’re doing it, because it comes down to free speech. So I took advantage of that and had a very fine, intimate interview with Vincenza.
And then, today, on the Ropecast page, I get this:
Did Graydancer just fondle breasts in response to my remark? (cue it up,roll tape) Yes, yes I believe he did. That ought to teach me a hard lesson; never insult the medium unless you want women to be fondled.
Love the Ropecast. I wouldn’t miss one. I meant to give kudos to Monk for the vloging, seeing how Breakfast at the Abby has fell by the wayside. Under threat of fondling, will promise to (n)ever do it again.
And it made my night. Because not only does he like the Ropecast, but he has a sense of humor (coincidence? I don’t think so!). So cheers to you, Aitch. Cheers to you.
(sigh) It’s happening again.
It happened the first time when I was just starting to really study rope bondage. I studied it from the photography and rigging of Ian Rath of Fetish Nation, and occasionally through the bondage sets by Kelly Lind. I paid for membership to both sites, for as long as I could afford it, and looked at them over and over.
Really, I did. No, I was not wanking; while I can appreciate a good visual as much as the next lover-of-female-forms, I don’t - can’t - get off on visual porn, photographic or video. I am entertained by them, but when I want to get off, I head straight for literotica, click on the “nonconsent-reluctance” tab, and away I go…
But I digress. I was looking and looking - I think the particular model was in purple latex, in a very harsh arm-binder lifting up in strappado - and suddenly I realize that I was not seeing the model at all. I was focusing so much on the ropes that I didn’t see the beautiful woman.
It happened again. Via Catalina Loves I found my way to January Seraph. Fine, independent fetish model, and kudos to her for also having the toughest alternafetish model around, Apnea, on her site too. While going through the preview (you should, too, you might run into some old friends) I came to the preview pic you see here, and clicked through (kind of like the people who say “Oooh! Shiny!” I said “Oooh! Rope!”
I looked at the picture, and thought “Why would she put this up as a preview? It’s such a basic chest harness, and just a two column tie…there’s hardly any bondage there at all!”
I hang my head as I write this, because it took a full five seconds before my libido came roaring up out of my lizard brain and said “THERE’S A FUCKING INCREDIBLY HOT WOMAN LYING ON THAT TABLE, WHO LOOKS LIKE SHE’S EAGER FOR YOU TO FUCK HER BRAINS OUT, YOU OVERANALYTICAL SHIT!”
Yes. Almost five seconds to remember that. I’ve been working too hard, I think, on classes for Shibaricon and Spankfestival and my other jobs…and suddenly the rope and knots have hidden the true purpose of What It Is We Do: beauty, connection, intent.
Let’s all try and remember that, ok? And remind each other, on occasion?
Graydancer is a midwestern rope artist, who occasionally teaches, performs, and does other pretty outrageous things with rope and human bodies. He is a bi poly kinky dom, and misses the title "mega-slut" by only the narrowest of margins.
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