Well, it's been a while, but I've decided to start the blog thing again, as there is just so much to talk about lately!
I've decided to take on a topic that most guys out there could really benefit from, but few ever really want to talk about or research. Trust me, this is important.
Ok, so you've decided to make the investment and improve yourself. It will be work and effort, but it will be worth it.
From the physical point of view, there is a huge foundation that must be built, and built correctly. This is not impossible, and does NOT take forever, BUT you must work at it! For instance, I have a workout regimen that is (at the very least) chronic and intensive. It involves a personal trainer and a gym membership, and is 5-6 days a week. Guys, I'm talking to YOU. You want the bod that gets a woman's eye? You have to WORK AT IT.... A LOT! And not just for a little while, FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE. Believe me, it's WORTH it.
C'mon guys, put some effort in, and your woman will AMAZE you with the appreciation! I know it can be a cramp to get to the gym, and dedicate 60 to 90 minutes to working out - oh I mean actually lifting the weights, not chatting with the babes - but the payoff will surprise you and come far quicker than you could realize. In addition, you are taking good care of yourself. You are forcing out the poisons in your system, increasing circulation, and doing yourself a load of good. It has even been shown that weightlifting that is intense and chronic can help ward off depression! That alone makes it worth your while.
OK, also, I don't smoke. I almost NEVER drink alcohol, save for special occasions. Guys, again, I'm talking to YOU. You want those abs that your lady can't keep her eyes (and hands) off of? Put down that beer bottle. It's worse than soda for adding flab to your midsection, and elsewhere. Smoking is going to absolutely kill you in more ways than the obvious. Besides the lung and cancer problems, it radically cuts down on your body's ability to intake oxygen and process it. In short, you'll be running out of breath way before you should! Plus, most women do NOT relish the thought of yellowed, nicotine stained fingers touching them! Kissing a smoker is not a pleasant experience, and the odor tends to permeate everywhere. Really, it's not cool, no matter how tough it may look on TV.
Personal grooming is another area where most men fall short, to the point of driving women away. Crusty, stained, smelly, old you isn't going to be something a woman wants around her. Can you blame her? Depending on my schedule, I may shower and clean up several times during the day, depending upon what I have going on. This is one of the biggest areas where a man can really learn from a woman, as the female gender is very attuned to cleanliness and grooming. Your grooming habits may seem "prissy" and "girlish" to your beer swilling, obese, slovenly, pals at the bar, but in the end, let's face it, they'll be by themselves, and you won't.
I could probably blog for weeks on this topic, but for the sake of brevity and short attention spans I'll try to shorten it up. Here's a few more areas you should pay attention to:
Hair - have it? Get it cut and KEEP it trimmed. Getting ready? Keep combs, brushes and hairdryers handy. I have an assortment at home, dungeon, and in a bag in my car, just in case. I no longer have a beard, so clean shaven is the order of the day for me, with razors and other shaving supplies kept close at hand. When I did have a beard, it was immaculately trimmed and shaped. Here's another one that many people ignore - I keep a small electric trimmer for nose hairs. Yeah, yeah. I know it's something we don't like to talk about, but if you're guy thinking of catching that lady's eye, it's something that's critical. For those of you with thin hair or receding hairlines, depending on how it looks, it may be time to think about shaving it all off. Most women tell me that a bald guy is very masculine looking and studies by various magazines have shown that it can actually make you look younger.
Body hair is another area. If you have a lot of it, and many of us guys do, keep it under CONTROL. Trim it down! If you look like "Magilla Gorilla" many women become repulsed. If you decide to get rid of it, you have a few choices. Shaving, which is a little "risky" in many areas, but cheap and easy. Waxing, which, although uncomfortable for some, is much safer and very effective. Laser is highly effective, and essentially painless. It is, however expensive. It is remarkable in that it leaves no scars, and is permanent. I wax myself entirely every so many weeks. Many guys find this to be excruciating but I have no problem. It's done in about 1-2 hours and makes a WORLD of difference.
Clothes make the man. Or so the saying goes. Another area where us guys can take a few tips from the ladies. I'm in the process right now of completely upgrading my wardrobe both fetish and vanilla. This is one area I let slip for a while, and I really have to play catch up now. However, a well dressed man projects a very positive, confident, sexy image. Save the "world tour" t-shirts and other such pieces for when you're cleaning the yard.
My mom used to say that "a man should go clothes shopping at least once a week - even if all he buys is a pair of socks or some underwear." At the time, I thought she was being a bit over zealous with the shopping, but I realized just the huge amount of wisdom she was giving me. You see, if you're in the store, and I DON'T mean K-mart, but a legitimate department or clothing store and all you're doing is buying a simple item or two, you are also beginning to scan the other things that are on the shelves and displays. That pair of slacks, that shirt, those nifty ties.. Before you know it, if you're even a little bit smart, you'll be buying more than just socks and underwear, although those things are important too. Your wardrobe will be more current, in better shape, and with far less than the huge dollar outlay that most men have to cough up because they wait until their clothes are dead before they are out buying new.
Fragrance. Look, don't be an idiot here, ok? Cheap aftershave poured from a can isn't gonna do it, so leave that for the losers. While you're at said department store, you should head over to the men's fragrance counter and start poking around a bit. Oh, DON'T dump a fragrance on yourself, no matter how great it may be, and then bolt for the door to meet a lady. The odor is overpowering. What you should do, is apply it as you are getting dressed, being careful not to get it on expensive jewelry, light colored shirts, or silk as the alcohol in the fragrance can sometimes damage these items.
That's all for now. Consider this "Stage 1" with more to follow.
-Virage
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
The Party life
Ok, it's been a little while since I blogged here, and I didn't for forget you all, but things have been busy. I'm sure you understand!
Getting on to business:
On Sunday, the 25th of January, I had the distinct pleasure of attending my favorite party, Suspension. This is one of the all time greatest parties in New York, and I've never been disappointed when I go.
The party is held at a great place known as China 1 = www.china1nyc.com and it's private, clean, and comfortable. The party is run by a cool group of guys known as the New York Fetish Tribe. These are the same guys the rock the house in Vegas every year with the AVN afterparty! You know that they have what it takes to shake the house in NY!
There's plenty of equipment to use and lots floggers and related items to borrow should you need. There are dominants, submissives, and switches, so plenty of play action is available. Drinks are reasonably priced and there's a tremendous amount of fun to be had.
Getting on to business:
On Sunday, the 25th of January, I had the distinct pleasure of attending my favorite party, Suspension. This is one of the all time greatest parties in New York, and I've never been disappointed when I go.
The party is held at a great place known as China 1 = www.china1nyc.com and it's private, clean, and comfortable. The party is run by a cool group of guys known as the New York Fetish Tribe. These are the same guys the rock the house in Vegas every year with the AVN afterparty! You know that they have what it takes to shake the house in NY!
There's plenty of equipment to use and lots floggers and related items to borrow should you need. There are dominants, submissives, and switches, so plenty of play action is available. Drinks are reasonably priced and there's a tremendous amount of fun to be had.
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
My outcall session
This past Saturday, December the 6th, I went on a "fetish road trip" that was so successful, I just had to share it you. This one was too good to let fade to memory.
Some background first. I've been involved in fetish professionally for far longer than I care to admit. About 15 years with a few years off in the middle for private reasons. I love my work, and I get to lead a life that most other men would do ANYTHING to have. I am truly blessed. I work in NYC, but I occasionally travel. This is one of the many trips I have taken. They are profitable and a great deal of fun. I have traveled to Boston, L.A., Dallas, Miami, and Chicago. This particular trip was to Conneticut.
Ok, the couple saw my profile on Fetlife (are you there btw?) then bounced to MySpace (I'm there too), ricocheted to my website, then emailed me directly. Whew!
We set the appointment up. They paid my travel costs (four hours round trip - driving at $50 per), treated me to a lovely dinner ($100 for my time there too of course) plus the three hour session.
They had a GORGEOUS house and a well equipped play room. Actually, well equipped is an understatement, I think some SM video houses and pro dungeons don't have the equipment that these people had. They even had a real rack and a iron maiden, that had pins instead of spikes, very painful if you moved - you had to stay stone still! And a dentists chair with restraints and belts!
He wasn't too bad for his age. She was SMOKIN' HOT. 45, two kids and a bikini bod that would stop traffic. Easily could've done MILF porn if she wanted to. He was seriously into cuckolding and pain, but interestingly she was not really a scene player, just going through it for him. She got a mild thrill, but other than that not much.
This was his Christmas present, btw!
After stripping him down in front of me (while I chuckled at him) she hooked him to an X cross and give him a set of welts that was impressive! The cock/ball sack with the pins in it looked pretty nasty too. She'd give it a gentle squeeze or tap and the response was amazing. She would saunter by, swinging her hips, laughing sardonically and flick her whip or cane at the black leather pouches on his balls and rod. He'd let out a yell that could peel the wallpaper.
He went through a variety of nasty procedures during the evening, with plastic bags, clamps, slapping, and including an electric catheterization after undergoing "treatment" with sounds! Not bad for someone who admitted to me that she found all this "silly" at times!
The coup' de grace was this and this was all my idea, I had this all rehearsed with her before I came up - she had him all strapped down in the chair, and gagged him with a huge, nasty pump gag. She then had the electric catheter, cock ring, and nipple clamps all wired to two erostek boxes, synched together and triggered with a microphone. She then clamped a leather blindfold on. Here it comes - !!
She removed her panties and threw them on top of his face so he could smell them and knew they were really hers. She then had me remove my leathers and threw them over his legs, and threw what he "though" were my undies (in reality another paid she had bought that day) over him as well (mine were still on).
She then proceeded to tell him that I was going to fuck her silly, get this - no condoms! So we groaned, moaned, whispered, giggled and made like we were really having at it. Every so often she'd let a loud moan or yell out or laugh and that would trigger the eros teks! In reality, we were biting our lips to keep from laughing out loud and spoiling the ruse. She eventually let out a loud "orgasm" moan while I simultaneously did the same! The erosteks fired off, he was thrashing, and fired off himself!
He still thinks that we really "did it". And she's not going to tell him otherwise until next year! HA!
Some background first. I've been involved in fetish professionally for far longer than I care to admit. About 15 years with a few years off in the middle for private reasons. I love my work, and I get to lead a life that most other men would do ANYTHING to have. I am truly blessed. I work in NYC, but I occasionally travel. This is one of the many trips I have taken. They are profitable and a great deal of fun. I have traveled to Boston, L.A., Dallas, Miami, and Chicago. This particular trip was to Conneticut.
Ok, the couple saw my profile on Fetlife (are you there btw?) then bounced to MySpace (I'm there too), ricocheted to my website, then emailed me directly. Whew!
We set the appointment up. They paid my travel costs (four hours round trip - driving at $50 per), treated me to a lovely dinner ($100 for my time there too of course) plus the three hour session.
They had a GORGEOUS house and a well equipped play room. Actually, well equipped is an understatement, I think some SM video houses and pro dungeons don't have the equipment that these people had. They even had a real rack and a iron maiden, that had pins instead of spikes, very painful if you moved - you had to stay stone still! And a dentists chair with restraints and belts!
He wasn't too bad for his age. She was SMOKIN' HOT. 45, two kids and a bikini bod that would stop traffic. Easily could've done MILF porn if she wanted to. He was seriously into cuckolding and pain, but interestingly she was not really a scene player, just going through it for him. She got a mild thrill, but other than that not much.
This was his Christmas present, btw!
After stripping him down in front of me (while I chuckled at him) she hooked him to an X cross and give him a set of welts that was impressive! The cock/ball sack with the pins in it looked pretty nasty too. She'd give it a gentle squeeze or tap and the response was amazing. She would saunter by, swinging her hips, laughing sardonically and flick her whip or cane at the black leather pouches on his balls and rod. He'd let out a yell that could peel the wallpaper.
He went through a variety of nasty procedures during the evening, with plastic bags, clamps, slapping, and including an electric catheterization after undergoing "treatment" with sounds! Not bad for someone who admitted to me that she found all this "silly" at times!
The coup' de grace was this and this was all my idea, I had this all rehearsed with her before I came up - she had him all strapped down in the chair, and gagged him with a huge, nasty pump gag. She then had the electric catheter, cock ring, and nipple clamps all wired to two erostek boxes, synched together and triggered with a microphone. She then clamped a leather blindfold on. Here it comes - !!
She removed her panties and threw them on top of his face so he could smell them and knew they were really hers. She then had me remove my leathers and threw them over his legs, and threw what he "though" were my undies (in reality another paid she had bought that day) over him as well (mine were still on).
She then proceeded to tell him that I was going to fuck her silly, get this - no condoms! So we groaned, moaned, whispered, giggled and made like we were really having at it. Every so often she'd let a loud moan or yell out or laugh and that would trigger the eros teks! In reality, we were biting our lips to keep from laughing out loud and spoiling the ruse. She eventually let out a loud "orgasm" moan while I simultaneously did the same! The erosteks fired off, he was thrashing, and fired off himself!
He still thinks that we really "did it". And she's not going to tell him otherwise until next year! HA!
Monday, December 1, 2008
Repo! The Genetic Opera! Worth it to see it!
Well, here we are on a Monday morning, after a highly successful Thanksgiving weekend. Despite the usual T-day affairs and the crush of a long holiday weekend, I decided to spoil myself and go out to see a movie that had been recommended highly to me. So, on a blustery, chilled, Saturday night, I trekked my way to the Village East Cinema on 2nd Ave in NYC to see "REPO - The Genetic Opera."
Quite frankly, I wasn't sure what to expect. I'm not much of a Sci-Fi guy, and musicals rarely do it for me either. But I figured that I'd give it a shot, and perhaps, come away with a find. Did I ever!
Set in the future, with a costume gallery, scenery, and props to make anyone in the fetish world happy, REPO comes on strong and keeps the throttle open the whole time. I was absolutely AMAZED at how well it flowed and unlike so many, there never seemed to be a "stall point" where you begin to look at your watch.
The basic premise of this film is that there is a pandemic of organ failures amongst the population. A large biomedical corporation, GENECO sets up a system where one can purchase the organs needed for survival, harvested from the dead, for a price. Payments are made like a car loan or mortgage. Fall behind, and the organ (or organs) are repossed for sale to another, hence the name, "REPO". Because of the extent of surgeries carried out, abuse of prescription pain killers is also at pandemic levels, and a "street drug" version called Zydrate is extracted from the bodies of the dead. The epidemic of Zydrate abuse is so bad that grave robbers are executed on site at cemetaries. Essentially, society edges brutally close to the apocolyptic breakdown of "the end of the age."
The musical scores and singing/acting performances are nothing short of truly amazing and I really have to say I'm a convert with this film. I really was not expecting anything near the stellar output I saw. Quite frankly, I was expecting a film with Paris Hilton to be about as stimulating as a mud fence. I was very much surprised! She gave a much better performace than I would have imagined, and came away owning the part of the corporate kingpin's daughter - Amber Sweet. The two bickering brothers, Luigi, and Pavi, played respectively by Bill Mosely, and Nivek Ogre bring a unique "familial" side to the Largo family. And the name "Largo" itself, conjours up images of the old, eye patch wearing villain, Emilio Largo from Ian Fleming's "Thunderball". Paul Sorvino does an excellent job of portraying the coporate patriarch, so good, in fact, that cheers were heard, when his character finally "coughs up" near the end of the film.
Alexa Vega (spy kids) delivers such a fantastic performance, I had to wonder where she's been hiding all that talent! I was very much impressed with the intensity that Anthony Stewart Head (Buffy the Vampire Slayer) gave, he projected a vast amount of on screen horsepower. Sarah Brightman's (Phantom of the Opera) command of the character "Blind Mag" was at the top of her game, and she really pulled no punches with it - I knew she could sing, but I didn't know she could belt it out like that and act with such a dramatic flair. Terrance Zdunich was the one that really caught me, he was giving out bolts of energy like a Van De Graaf generator on steroids. Not only is he a talented composer and writer, but has pipes to match! Zdunich seemed to really RELISH the role, and projected such ease, that I wondered at one point if he really DID hang around cemetaries.
The whole film has a BDSM fetish vein running through it, what with all that leather, latex, restraints, and such. The settings, in a neo-noire world project an urban "filth" that for some reason, doesn't sully the characters. I also noticed a surprising number of antique furnishings for something that is supposed to take place 75 years from now, but then again, that's what added to the surrealistic, "fetish" look to the picture.
The characters all have an amazing amount of energy, and seem to "ping pong" off of one another at precise intervals and even manage to get things like facial expressions timed correctly.
The film is directed by Darren Lynn Bouseman of "Saw" fame. I must commend Mr. Bouseman as I was expecting "more of the same" and instead got something totally different and exhilirating. Bouseman has done a masterful job of bringing this thing to life, and breathing inspiration into its lungs. His touch is both forceful and artistic. A project like this needs a certain amunt of muscle to pull it off, yet one can't be overbearing. Bouseman has that kind of magic in his fingertips. The comic book style interludes help explain much of the complex interaction of the characters without going into boring explanations, or getting too campy. A very good touch that helps the storyline flow and manages to keep attention riveted where it needs to be.
The blood, guts, and gore are present, for sure. They have to be in a film as this. Yet they are not there simply for the reason of being there...they are there to build foundation and lend a certain theatrical credibility to the plotline. A doting dad one minute, sadistic physician the next..The bar coding on the repo'd organs was an excellent touch, especially for someone like me who dwells on minutiae. The weapory is an interesting mix of 21st century exotica, and current armory which makes it more palatable.
REPO - The Genetic Opera, is one of those films that comes along every so often that has you thinking about it LONG after you've left the theatre. It's so good, in fact, that I'm contemplating seeing it again. Bravo!
Quite frankly, I wasn't sure what to expect. I'm not much of a Sci-Fi guy, and musicals rarely do it for me either. But I figured that I'd give it a shot, and perhaps, come away with a find. Did I ever!
Set in the future, with a costume gallery, scenery, and props to make anyone in the fetish world happy, REPO comes on strong and keeps the throttle open the whole time. I was absolutely AMAZED at how well it flowed and unlike so many, there never seemed to be a "stall point" where you begin to look at your watch.
The basic premise of this film is that there is a pandemic of organ failures amongst the population. A large biomedical corporation, GENECO sets up a system where one can purchase the organs needed for survival, harvested from the dead, for a price. Payments are made like a car loan or mortgage. Fall behind, and the organ (or organs) are repossed for sale to another, hence the name, "REPO". Because of the extent of surgeries carried out, abuse of prescription pain killers is also at pandemic levels, and a "street drug" version called Zydrate is extracted from the bodies of the dead. The epidemic of Zydrate abuse is so bad that grave robbers are executed on site at cemetaries. Essentially, society edges brutally close to the apocolyptic breakdown of "the end of the age."
The musical scores and singing/acting performances are nothing short of truly amazing and I really have to say I'm a convert with this film. I really was not expecting anything near the stellar output I saw. Quite frankly, I was expecting a film with Paris Hilton to be about as stimulating as a mud fence. I was very much surprised! She gave a much better performace than I would have imagined, and came away owning the part of the corporate kingpin's daughter - Amber Sweet. The two bickering brothers, Luigi, and Pavi, played respectively by Bill Mosely, and Nivek Ogre bring a unique "familial" side to the Largo family. And the name "Largo" itself, conjours up images of the old, eye patch wearing villain, Emilio Largo from Ian Fleming's "Thunderball". Paul Sorvino does an excellent job of portraying the coporate patriarch, so good, in fact, that cheers were heard, when his character finally "coughs up" near the end of the film.
Alexa Vega (spy kids) delivers such a fantastic performance, I had to wonder where she's been hiding all that talent! I was very much impressed with the intensity that Anthony Stewart Head (Buffy the Vampire Slayer) gave, he projected a vast amount of on screen horsepower. Sarah Brightman's (Phantom of the Opera) command of the character "Blind Mag" was at the top of her game, and she really pulled no punches with it - I knew she could sing, but I didn't know she could belt it out like that and act with such a dramatic flair. Terrance Zdunich was the one that really caught me, he was giving out bolts of energy like a Van De Graaf generator on steroids. Not only is he a talented composer and writer, but has pipes to match! Zdunich seemed to really RELISH the role, and projected such ease, that I wondered at one point if he really DID hang around cemetaries.
The whole film has a BDSM fetish vein running through it, what with all that leather, latex, restraints, and such. The settings, in a neo-noire world project an urban "filth" that for some reason, doesn't sully the characters. I also noticed a surprising number of antique furnishings for something that is supposed to take place 75 years from now, but then again, that's what added to the surrealistic, "fetish" look to the picture.
The characters all have an amazing amount of energy, and seem to "ping pong" off of one another at precise intervals and even manage to get things like facial expressions timed correctly.
The film is directed by Darren Lynn Bouseman of "Saw" fame. I must commend Mr. Bouseman as I was expecting "more of the same" and instead got something totally different and exhilirating. Bouseman has done a masterful job of bringing this thing to life, and breathing inspiration into its lungs. His touch is both forceful and artistic. A project like this needs a certain amunt of muscle to pull it off, yet one can't be overbearing. Bouseman has that kind of magic in his fingertips. The comic book style interludes help explain much of the complex interaction of the characters without going into boring explanations, or getting too campy. A very good touch that helps the storyline flow and manages to keep attention riveted where it needs to be.
The blood, guts, and gore are present, for sure. They have to be in a film as this. Yet they are not there simply for the reason of being there...they are there to build foundation and lend a certain theatrical credibility to the plotline. A doting dad one minute, sadistic physician the next..The bar coding on the repo'd organs was an excellent touch, especially for someone like me who dwells on minutiae. The weapory is an interesting mix of 21st century exotica, and current armory which makes it more palatable.
REPO - The Genetic Opera, is one of those films that comes along every so often that has you thinking about it LONG after you've left the theatre. It's so good, in fact, that I'm contemplating seeing it again. Bravo!
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Thanksgiving day blog
Well, here I sit in my office on Thanksgiving morning. It's so QUIET here! I was by my dungeon space earlier, and after giving a Thanksgiving Day cheesecake to the landlord, I was upstairs practicing my single tail technique against a punching bag while munching on a danish and sipping some very hot coffee. All the other places around were closed and traffic outside was very light so it was peaceful and contemplative.
After the coffee and danish were gone, and my arm was sore, I decided to trek over to my vanilla (looking) office space and blog about some very important things to me. I'm glad you're taking the time to share with me.
In my house, Thanksgiving is the more important holiday than Christmas. Reason? While Christmas is nice for celebrations, and for gift giving, and for religious reasons, I've always felt that it's more important to be thankful for all the wonderful blessings that we have, and frequently overlook.
I'm going to give you a few of mine. Not for braggadocious reasons but to hopefully inspire you to think of things along these lines today. And hopefully, think of them beyond merely today as well.
Firstly, I'm thankful for living in the BEST Country in the world, bar none. I take extreme offense to those who knock America. I defy them to find a better place to live. Sure, we're not perfect, we've got our hiccups and problems, but we're the best thing going right now, and unlike some, I've ALWAYS been proud to be an American. We are, as a Country, a work in progress, but that's no bad thing, look how far we've come in so little time.
I'm thankful for my family. Yeah, some of them are real JERKS and I can't stand them. A few I won't even give the time of day to. But for the rest, I love them and couldn't see life without them.
I'm thankful for the life I live. Those of you who know me, know I get to live a life most men would absolutely give ANYTHING to have, yet few ever see it. I'm truly blessed. I've been in the fetish world for some time, and I love it. I couldn't see going without it.
I'm thankful for the gorgeous dungeon space I have. It's clean, quiet, discrete, safe, warm in the winter, cool in the summer, and convenient. I couldn't ask for better.
I'm thankful that I'm able to make it in a business that generally is not favorable to men. It was hard work and I had to crunch a lot of effort to get it to this point. There were times when I felt like hanging it up and remain a lifestyle, but I knew it could work and it did.
Now, here's the part that's so very important. This is the "Crown Jewel" of this blog and if you have read nothing else, read this:
I'm most thankful for my wonderful, wonderful friends. Without them, I never would have made it this far in life. I literally have the all time BEST friends, I don't think anyone could have an argument with me here. They are the BEST of the BEST.
Lady Elizabeth has always been by my side. Through thick and thin, profit and loss, she's been there, she's seen me at my best and worst, great times and horrible tragedies, and her love never wavers.
Mistress Clarissa, my savagely gorgeous business partner and best friend. Throughout all the troubles and stresses, she's been there. Patient, enduring and supportive. Thanks, Clarissa, I love you (literally) like a sister. Honorable mentions go to Master Stark, a PRINCE of a guy if there ever was one.
Scarlet Apron, my breathtakingly beautiful sub. I never had one this GOOD. She truly strives to be the best, and she succeeds. Exquisitely beautiful, refined, classic, a true sub at heart and with brains to match. As a dominant, I am blessed.
Her Highness and Royalty, The Baroness. Gracious, and so very elegant. She has welcomed me to her parties and into her home. I am so flattered and honored.
The NYC fetish tribe. Powder, Mike B., Kelley Dane, Eddo, and the rest. They have made me feel at home and have welcomed me to their parties. They truly are blessings to the NYC fetish scene, and the adult scene in general. Thanks guys.
Romello and Lady Valfreya. Such wonderful people. They are a joy and pleasure to be with.
There are so many others, and I'm running out of time. Please forgive me if I've neglected to post you in this blog, I didn't mean to offend or disrespect anyone but I've got a dinner to prepare. I will return, with more, I PROMISE.
Have a happy and wondrous Thanksgiving.
-Virage
After the coffee and danish were gone, and my arm was sore, I decided to trek over to my vanilla (looking) office space and blog about some very important things to me. I'm glad you're taking the time to share with me.
In my house, Thanksgiving is the more important holiday than Christmas. Reason? While Christmas is nice for celebrations, and for gift giving, and for religious reasons, I've always felt that it's more important to be thankful for all the wonderful blessings that we have, and frequently overlook.
I'm going to give you a few of mine. Not for braggadocious reasons but to hopefully inspire you to think of things along these lines today. And hopefully, think of them beyond merely today as well.
Firstly, I'm thankful for living in the BEST Country in the world, bar none. I take extreme offense to those who knock America. I defy them to find a better place to live. Sure, we're not perfect, we've got our hiccups and problems, but we're the best thing going right now, and unlike some, I've ALWAYS been proud to be an American. We are, as a Country, a work in progress, but that's no bad thing, look how far we've come in so little time.
I'm thankful for my family. Yeah, some of them are real JERKS and I can't stand them. A few I won't even give the time of day to. But for the rest, I love them and couldn't see life without them.
I'm thankful for the life I live. Those of you who know me, know I get to live a life most men would absolutely give ANYTHING to have, yet few ever see it. I'm truly blessed. I've been in the fetish world for some time, and I love it. I couldn't see going without it.
I'm thankful for the gorgeous dungeon space I have. It's clean, quiet, discrete, safe, warm in the winter, cool in the summer, and convenient. I couldn't ask for better.
I'm thankful that I'm able to make it in a business that generally is not favorable to men. It was hard work and I had to crunch a lot of effort to get it to this point. There were times when I felt like hanging it up and remain a lifestyle, but I knew it could work and it did.
Now, here's the part that's so very important. This is the "Crown Jewel" of this blog and if you have read nothing else, read this:
I'm most thankful for my wonderful, wonderful friends. Without them, I never would have made it this far in life. I literally have the all time BEST friends, I don't think anyone could have an argument with me here. They are the BEST of the BEST.
Lady Elizabeth has always been by my side. Through thick and thin, profit and loss, she's been there, she's seen me at my best and worst, great times and horrible tragedies, and her love never wavers.
Mistress Clarissa, my savagely gorgeous business partner and best friend. Throughout all the troubles and stresses, she's been there. Patient, enduring and supportive. Thanks, Clarissa, I love you (literally) like a sister. Honorable mentions go to Master Stark, a PRINCE of a guy if there ever was one.
Scarlet Apron, my breathtakingly beautiful sub. I never had one this GOOD. She truly strives to be the best, and she succeeds. Exquisitely beautiful, refined, classic, a true sub at heart and with brains to match. As a dominant, I am blessed.
Her Highness and Royalty, The Baroness. Gracious, and so very elegant. She has welcomed me to her parties and into her home. I am so flattered and honored.
The NYC fetish tribe. Powder, Mike B., Kelley Dane, Eddo, and the rest. They have made me feel at home and have welcomed me to their parties. They truly are blessings to the NYC fetish scene, and the adult scene in general. Thanks guys.
Romello and Lady Valfreya. Such wonderful people. They are a joy and pleasure to be with.
There are so many others, and I'm running out of time. Please forgive me if I've neglected to post you in this blog, I didn't mean to offend or disrespect anyone but I've got a dinner to prepare. I will return, with more, I PROMISE.
Have a happy and wondrous Thanksgiving.
-Virage
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
My second media interview
Slap Happy
Dear Miss Adventure, My boyfriend really wants me to slap him during sex. He says he can take it, but I’m concerned I’m going to miss and break his nose or worse. Do you have any practical tips on how to hit someone across the face in a safe way? - Slap Happy in Salem
Dear SHS,
The only thing Miss Adventure is good at hitting is the Whack-A-Mole game at the carnival, so we consulted our friend and prominent pro dom in the NYC area, Master Virage, for his expert technique in the fi ne art of slapping. He tells us, “There are a few things to keep in mind when factoring in a stinging face slap. Men must be particularly aware of the size/strength ratio. A swipe that may sting on a male, may cause severe physical damage to a petite female, even from an average sized guy. Therefore, when “winding up,” you may want to position your other hand on the side opposite the slap, so as to cushion and arrest head movement preventing possible neck/nerve damage. When a female is slapping a male, additional care must be taken regarding rings or other jewelry, which could cause a nasty facial wound and possible eye damage if the blows were misplaced. Either don’t wear jewelry or make sure that it’s not in the area of impact. I saw a punctured cheek one time from a ring a female domme was wearing because she was unaware that the stone portion had rotated inwardly during the course of the scene. Both sexes should avoid slapping near the eyes, temples and ears, as SEVERE and DANGEROUS physical damage could result.” That’ll put some sugar in your smacks!
P.S. If you have a question for Miss Adventure, please email erosphere@phx.com with the subject line "Dear Miss Adventure"
Published Nov 10 2008, 05:40 PM by AdultWebMaster
Filed under: Miss Adventure, slap happy
Dear Miss Adventure, My boyfriend really wants me to slap him during sex. He says he can take it, but I’m concerned I’m going to miss and break his nose or worse. Do you have any practical tips on how to hit someone across the face in a safe way? - Slap Happy in Salem
Dear SHS,
The only thing Miss Adventure is good at hitting is the Whack-A-Mole game at the carnival, so we consulted our friend and prominent pro dom in the NYC area, Master Virage, for his expert technique in the fi ne art of slapping. He tells us, “There are a few things to keep in mind when factoring in a stinging face slap. Men must be particularly aware of the size/strength ratio. A swipe that may sting on a male, may cause severe physical damage to a petite female, even from an average sized guy. Therefore, when “winding up,” you may want to position your other hand on the side opposite the slap, so as to cushion and arrest head movement preventing possible neck/nerve damage. When a female is slapping a male, additional care must be taken regarding rings or other jewelry, which could cause a nasty facial wound and possible eye damage if the blows were misplaced. Either don’t wear jewelry or make sure that it’s not in the area of impact. I saw a punctured cheek one time from a ring a female domme was wearing because she was unaware that the stone portion had rotated inwardly during the course of the scene. Both sexes should avoid slapping near the eyes, temples and ears, as SEVERE and DANGEROUS physical damage could result.” That’ll put some sugar in your smacks!
P.S. If you have a question for Miss Adventure, please email erosphere@phx.com with the subject line "Dear Miss Adventure"
Published Nov 10 2008, 05:40 PM by AdultWebMaster
Filed under: Miss Adventure, slap happy
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