Mercurial Ms Myriad

Love

Ms_Myriad — Wed, 30 Sep 2009 18:08:01 GMT

I'm in love. Totally, stupidly, utterly, completely, suddenly, unexpectedly, without reserve, absolutely unconditionally, and like I never have been before. The world is made new. This time I am not love-sick, but love-healed and love-whole. For the first time in my life I am genuinely happy to the roots of my soul, and I think I may stay this way.

Rant 2.0

Ms_Myriad — Mon, 31 Aug 2009 04:24:27 GMT

I am sick. I am sick of it and I am sick of you. All of you, not one or two, no this is for fucking everybody. I am god damned sick of this shit. I am sick of all the people who want to own me and I'm sick of all the people who want me to want to own them and I'm sick of all the people who say they don't and change their mind the second they have to actually put up. I am sick of being the weird one, I am sick of the excuses, and I don't give a fucking DAMN if you weren't raised like me you've had a whole damned life to get the fuck over yourself, stop being selfish little bastards, grow a spine, and stop acting like two-year-olds bickering over the Legos. I am sick of being nice and understanding and supportive. I am so fucking sick of "processing" that the next person who uses that word with me is getting a dictionary shoved up their ass. I am sick of my culture and my species and all the god damned chimpanzee mentalities that we not only propagate but DEFEND. I am sick of people being hurt because I am who I say I am and do what I say I do instead of being who they secretly thought I really was but just wasn't saying it. I am sick of fighting an uphill battle for everything, I am sick of wiping other people's emotional asses for them, and I am sick of playing bellhop for other people's baggage. I am sick of giving you more time. I am sick of being patient with your shit. I am sick of all the problems people make for themselves because they need the god damned attention. I am sick of NEVER finding other people who actually feel the way I do about love and I am so terribly mortally sick of all the people who say they do and are fucking lying to themselves and to me and I am sick of finding that out too late. I'm sick of being rational. I'm sick of being fair. I'm sick of listening to everybody else's side of the story. After a decade of this bullshit I am sick unto death of being odd man out every time it comes to love. And don't you fucking DARE tell me everybody feels jealous and it's a natural emotion and it's perfectly fine because that's bullshit, jealousy is the part of you that never got over throwing a temper tantrum because you aren't the center of attention and the star of the show and how dare other people play with your toys. And tomorrow I'll apologize and say I don't really mean all this and that I realize I'm asking for things people just can't give and being a horrible hypocrite but right now I don't fucking care and I'd set a match to the whole race if I could.

Hot Damn!

Ms_Myriad — Sun, 23 Aug 2009 08:58:54 GMT

Myriad Mercurial Some of you may recall a while ago on tribe.net I posted some thoughts about a "relationship questionnaire." http://people.tribe.net/ms_myriad/blog/94c00456-a11d-4ec0-aedb-324c960b5379 I received a letter from a gentleman who runs http://zapoly.wuzzle.org/ telling me he has linked my questionnaire, hopes I don't mind, and has been using it himself. He also took the liberty of cleaning it up and providing a template here: http://docs.google.com/previewtemplate?id=0AWnq9krhzOa5ZDd2bnBmel8xMmNtd3E2Z3Rk&mode=public w00t! A piece of writing that is at least nominally mine has made it all the way to South Africa!

I soooo want to go to this. Fuck yeah

Ms_Myriad — Sat, 01 Aug 2009 05:21:13 GMT

http://www.babelgum.com/html/clip.php?clipId=129747&utm_campaign=cat_metropolis&utm_medium=cpc_socialmedia&utm_source=facebook&utm_content=musicworldraving&utm_term=

Quote of The Day

Ms_Myriad — Mon, 27 Jul 2009 07:57:46 GMT

"I love the smell of sex in the morning; it smells like victory" That's right, I referenced Apocalypse Now at an orgy

Getting Started All Over Again

Ms_Myriad — Thu, 02 Jul 2009 07:36:22 GMT

So, I'm starting work on my Sexifesto once again (yes, I think I'm actually sticking with this project) and at this point the rough draft is done and I'm looking to start turning this puppy into an actual piece of (debatably) literature. Here's where you folks come in. Ask me any question you may or may not have ever wanted to know about my sexuality. It can be silly, shallow, rude, idealistic, esoteric, technical, and overly personal. I'm looking to craft a book for future and current lovers and I'm too close to the topic to see it clearly. So, questions are welcomed. Help me think about this from an outsider's perspective if you dare.

Now This Should Be Interesting

Ms_Myriad — Mon, 08 Jun 2009 17:54:55 GMT

I'd be very interested to see which words you folks pick. http://kevan.org/johari?name=MsMyriad

I am not dead, come see proof

Ms_Myriad — Tue, 02 Jun 2009 06:22:44 GMT

I am throwing a house-warming party on the 13th. Write me for the address 'cause I'm soooo not posting it on the interwebs. Bring booze and noshes, or just bring yerself, but be there! Come see the floor I sanded by hand and witness the Myriad in her natural habitat (or one of them).

I can't believe I just did that

Ms_Myriad — Fri, 10 Apr 2009 11:39:40 GMT

Today I sanded the living room of our new house... ... .... ..... ...... ....... ........ .......... by hand. Yep. First the big buffer broke. Then the little hand-sander broke. It was midnight and all the stores were closed. So I sanded the bitch by hand. Tomorrow I will most likely wish I was dead. I believe I just broke several laws of physics and God. I am a badass... a stupid stupid badass.

This is about to be my new sofa

Ms_Myriad — Sun, 05 Apr 2009 05:39:46 GMT

and it's micro-suede too; sexy, no? Oh, and it folds down into a full sized bed.... a micro-suede full sized bed. http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c243/erishkiegal/random/redsofabed.jpg Sleeping on the sofa suddenly doesn't sound half bad! So... who want's to sleep at my place? ;D

CORRECTION! I AM MOVING ON THE 11TH!

Ms_Myriad — Thu, 02 Apr 2009 03:58:29 GMT

I'm a dork. I am not moving on a Friday. I am moving on Saturday the 11th. That is all.

Quote of the Day

Ms_Myriad — Mon, 23 Mar 2009 05:56:50 GMT

"My ass is sitting on a shelf... across the room from me."

Thank you

Ms_Myriad — Sun, 25 Jan 2009 23:10:24 GMT

Thank you to all you folks who showed up to celebrate my natal day. The schtupperware party was great fun, and even though I know most of the folks at Pi-Rem were there for the rockin' music no me it was still nice to see so many folks and get so many "happy birthday"s. A special thanks to Mr Atari who drove all the way out from Beaverton and then imposed upon his lady-friend to drop me off at my home when they went back.

Boys, Girls, and my Birthday

Ms_Myriad — Mon, 12 Jan 2009 23:50:00 GMT

OK, so as many of you know I'm celebrating my birthday on the 24th with a rockin' Schtupperware party (think Tupperware party for adult toys) at my own humble abode (gasp) which will sadly be ladies only. BUT, once all our lovely ladies are done with our girly goodness I want the night to become co-ed. Because, lets face it, most of my friends are boys. Fortunately for me it looks like Solovox and Ruckus are throwing down, for free, at Pi-Rem that very night! So the amended schedule is as follows: * Ladies, dress in your pretty white lady-things (lingerie still encouraged), grab your sinful potluck items, and take exit 69 (off hwy 26) to head on down to BeaverTown (er, Beaverton anyway) around 2PM for fun, frolicking, and general misbehavior. (RSVP if you're cumming so I can send you directions!) * Laddies, dress in your pretty white manly-things (lingerie still encouraged) and join us at Pi-Rem around 8PM so we have time to eat some real food before the show starts. * Co-ed: party down and entertain your favorite multiplicity: Myriad! Be there or I will never beat you again!

Come get yer toys ladies: it's my BIRTHDAY!

Ms_Myriad — Thu, 11 Dec 2008 19:58:59 GMT

MARK THE DATE! OK, as some of you know (but most of you don't) my birthday is approaching. On the 26th night of the new year I will turn 26 (yes, I'm young, but I'm steadily working on that). So, this obviously calls for a celebration! Now most of you working stiffs will actually be at your gainful employment on my natality so we're going to celebrate a little early, on the 24th. Now, the first part of the evening is going to be ladies only (sorry boys!). I'm holding a toy party. It's the sex-toy version of the Tupperware party. Evelyn from Pure Romance ( http://pureromance.com/ ) is going to come over to my house and she'll yank out her toys and answer any and all the questions you've ever had about how they work, what they're made out of, care and feeding, and you can actually hold them, feel them, and turn them on to get a feel for their vibe, so to speak. This will be happening around lunchish, about 1PM, and I'm going to be making it a potluck affair, but I'm not asking anybody to bring anything like a meal. Bring hors d'oeuvres, bring treats, bring tasty little confections that would probably make your doctor "tsk" but taste divine. This is a day of indulgence, and my parents said I could eat meals of appetizers and deserts when I grew up if I wanted to so I'm holding 'em to it. As of right now this shindig will be taking place at my humble abode in Beaverton, but if there is anybody with a more central location that they are willing to open up for this little get-together that would be super. Please let me know soon. Also, PLEASE let me know if you'll be attending. That means YOU!. Write me with a "yes" or even a "maybe." If you can give me an idea of what you plan to bring for the potluck so we can avoid too many repeats or being too heavy on either salty or sweet foods. Dressing in lingerie is STRONGLY encouraged, but keep in mind that for the second part of the evening I thoroughly intend to go paint the town red and allow our male companions to rejoin the party (boys can RSVP too, but Pure Romance is unmovable on their "no boys at toy parties" rule; if there's something you want from their website http://pureromance.com/ let me know, I'm sure we could arrange to get it for you). Suggestions on where we should all adjourn to after the festivities are encouraged. More updates to follow

Quote of the Day

Ms_Myriad — Thu, 04 Dec 2008 20:36:42 GMT

"The problem with defending the purity of the English language is that English is about as pure as a cribhouse whore. We don't just borrow words; on occasion, English has pursued other languages down dark alleyways to beat them unconscious and rifle their pockets for new vocabulary." James D. Nicoll

WANT!

Ms_Myriad — Tue, 04 Nov 2008 00:17:38 GMT

106mpg? Hell yeah! http://finance.yahoo.com/family-home/article/106040/Air-Cars:-A-New-Wind-for-America%27s-Roads

Aftermath

Ms_Myriad — Mon, 06 Oct 2008 10:26:03 GMT

(Please keep in mind that these are all rough drafts. Editing suggestions are VERY welcomed, and encouraged, but may be ignored) Please do not jump up and go do something else immediately after sex. Please. Stay a while and prove that you’re still interested in my company after you’ve gotten off. People who absolutely MUST shower immediately after sex would do well to invite me to shower with them, or even just sit in the bathroom and talk or watch them shower. A lover who jumps strait out of bed to wash me off of him, leaving me lying there alone, tends to leave me with a queasy suspicion that I’m something dirty he feels the need to wash off of himself. Abandoning me after sex is not a good way to keep me happy. If a partner jumps up, gets dressed, and leaves after anything other than an early morning quickie when he has work or some other such obligation then he should not expect me to let him back in when he returns. In some ways I’m a typical girl post-coitus. I want to snuggle and giggle and talk, and get surprisingly emotional (for me).... provided I don’t just fall asleep which does happen sometimes, though I try not to fall asleep RIGHT away. My choice of pillow talk, however, can be rather odd. Don’t ask me why but some really bizarre things pop into my head at random moments and after sex I am even less capable of filtering than usual. I also very much enjoy post-coital performance reviews. I like feedback on what I did well and what I could do better. Right after sex criticism is softened by afterglow and the event is still fresh in our minds. I like to constantly strive to be better in bed and tailor my style to my lover’s tastes. Dialog is essential for this. I also think this process helps guard against sexual stagnation. Too many couples fall into a sexual rut where sex becomes routine. By focusing on what can be improved after every session if one style is getting old it becomes easy to bring up suggestions for shaking things up rather than trying to find some way to bring it up in conversation. It allows me to feel out my lovers position on certain styles and practices and maybe work up to something I’m uncomfortable strait-up asking for. It also catches sexual laziness before it progresses to the point of being a problem. If foreplay has lagged, or one lover has stopped initiation, or some favorite kindness has been neglected, then it can be brought up before it becomes a source of resentment. I believe that keeping an open and active dialog about sex is essential to a happy relationship and I have found that setting a regular schedule for critiques works best. For me the best time for such critiques is right after sex. I know it may seem awkward at first, but it can become a fun ongoing conversation and the benefits are worth a little initial awkwardness. In Short: The very simple rule that trumps everything else written here is this: treat me well, try your best, and NEVER hesitate to ask.

The Grand Finale

Ms_Myriad — Mon, 06 Oct 2008 10:24:27 GMT

(Please keep in mind that these are all rough drafts. Editing suggestions are VERY welcomed, and encouraged, but may be ignored) It should be noted that not all orgasms are created equal. Mostly what I tend to have with my partners are a diffuse stair-stepping type of orgasm that I call “sparkle-gasms” in my head (don’t laugh where I can hear you). They tend to be very shivery and twitchy whole body affairs that have both the benefit and the drawback of never leaving me feeling quite finished. They tend to being a body rush that tingles across the skin radiating from torso out to extremities. They tend to be quick, full-body experiences that go in a few waves and then are done, leaving me ready to go again. The great thing about that is I can keep going without needing to stop for a break after each one. They also tend to build in intensity with each one being stronger than the last, though not always. They also seem to use up some of the charge needed to achieve some of the “bigger” orgasms but given enough time and an attentive enough partner these can end up stacking and culminating in one of my oh-my-god “dazzle-gasms”, (remember what I said about the laughing?), but that is fantastically rare. My dazzle-gasms are larger and tend to be fuller but they are very difficult to stair-step (I’ve only managed to do so a few times and always by my own hand) and are much more likely to leave me hyper-sensitive and needing a break. They also typically require that I restrain myself and allow tension to build by refraining from indulging in smaller orgasms until a dazzle-gasm can build the necessary momentum to peak. They tend to be much less interesting to the outside observer as I tend to go still and quiet-ish for a while before and during and they take much longer to achieve than their smaller relatives. As a result I typically save these as something I do for myself. Would it be nice to have these with partners? Well, yes, but I enjoy being ready to go again and I’m self-conscious about how long it takes and how boring I am while I’m getting there (and that very self-consciousness makes it take longer) S this is a by-request-only performance. Please, do NOT take this as a challenge. There are a couple different kinds of dazzle-gasm also. The clitoral orgasms tend to be out-ward moving orgasms that explode like fireworks between my legs and behind my eyes with a shock that clenches my back. They are very fast and strong and tend to leave me feeling lethargic, tired, and very hyper-sensitive. After these there MUST be a break of at least a few minutes before I can play more. These do not tend to stack. The one or two times I’ve managed to I had to stop after the second or third round because it became too intense and became frightening; I felt like I was going to fall out of my head and never come back. There are also internal orgasms that typically occur with penetration, though they are almost impossible to achieve with penetration alone. These orgasms are, for lack of a better term, deeper than other kinds. They are the most satiating but do not always leave my hyper-sensitive and are easier to stack that clitoral dazzle-gasms. These orgasms last longer and while they aren’t as sharply explosive as other sorts they have a different intensity to them and are the most emotional. The sensation for these builds deep inside me and then spreads throughout my limbs in a warm almost aching wash that recoils to curl up in a happy, warm, pulsing ball in my crotch that sits there happily purring long after the rush of the orgasm has mellowed into a lethargic afterglow somewhat reminiscent of an opiate high. Lastly there are the anal orgasms. These are the most sharply intense and overwhelming. They build in my hips and the small of my back then blaze up my spine like electrical charge to burst over the back of my neck and head and settle behind my eyes. Afterward, however, I am done for at least 15m minutes. These do not stack at all as far as I’m aware, but I’ve never really tried. All I typically want to do is roll around giggling and pass out.

What our 700billion is actually doing

Ms_Myriad — Mon, 06 Oct 2008 06:33:18 GMT

I know this is not an authoritative source, but she provides a load of links to authoritative sources and gives a very good (and ulcer-inducing) synopsis of the recent rush-job our "representatives" just stuck us with. http://eve3.wordpress.com/2008/10/05/bailout/

You Know, In Case You Care

Ms_Myriad — Mon, 06 Oct 2008 06:02:07 GMT

http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendID=28931567&blogID=438134810&Mytoken=98F8A863-580A-4B25-BA49D720545896A2231197182

Aparently SNL didn't even have to rewrite the interview...

Ms_Myriad — Fri, 03 Oct 2008 09:29:11 GMT

No, really, watch all the way through for the grand finale of stir-fried-lawn-ornament http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r36Xc0GG4iQ

Installation 4: Other Favorite Flavors

Ms_Myriad — Thu, 11 Sep 2008 11:47:44 GMT

(Please keep in mind that these are all rough drafts. Editing suggestions are VERY welcomed, and encouraged, but may be ignored) OK, great, food for thought.... but what if BDSM just isn’t going to be your bag of chips? That’s fine, there are plenty of things I like that don’t involve anybody hurting or dominating anybody else. Here’s some ideas: Ask First, a heart-felt “please” is the sexiest word in the English language when said with feeling. I love fulfilling my lovers’ fantasies. I like making my lover hot. I like hearing about what makes him hot and taking requests. I even like hearing about that one thing that one girl used to do that you really liked. Even if I can’t duplicate it I still actually like hearing about it and knowing about something that flat did it for you. This helps me understand and potentially extrapolate. Food It’s good foreplay and it can be fun during sex too. Be careful not to get processed sugars on the naughty bits as that encourages infection, but otherwise I am a-OK with getting messy. I even have a pair of black sheets so I don’t have to worry too much about stains. Sensation I love different tactile sensations. Silk, velvet, satin, fur, leather, lace, oil, tickle me with a feather boa (though it should be noted that when I’m aroused I’m almost completely non-ticklish), fuck me on a pile of faux fur, run water, hot wax, rose petals, or warm stones over my skin. I’m a happy little hedonist and I love just playing around with what my body can feel. Toys Yes, I love having toys used on me, and not enough boys are comfortable bringing things like vibrators and dildos into bed. Yes, I enjoy just flesh, but adding a bit of technology can be fun too! Now it’s time for you to indulge my fascination with MY gadgets! Major bonus points to lovers open to experimenting with new and different toys for them too. Eye-Contact. Yes, I actually have a minor fetish surrounding eye-contact. For much of my life I found it nearly impossible to meet other peoples’ gaze; it felt too intimate. I still have difficulty maintaining eye-contact in situations that are already intimate, and I actually find it difficult to even keep my eyes open during sex. Holding eye-contact during sex can actually be overwhelming for me, but also fascinating and hot. This is something that should only be done with a lover who desires a strong and intimate romantic relationship with me though. Otherwise it could be a painful emotional “tease” for me. Use Your Mouth. Your teeth, tongue, lips, coat me with kisses, give me a tongue bath, cover me with love-bites, mark me with hickeys. I have more than a minor oral fixation. Bonus points if you encourage me to return the favor Role-Play I would really like the chance to play with this more in my life. It can be simple things like me dressed in professional clothes and playing out an office-affair fantasy. It can be complex like dressing up as a sultan and his odalisque or being a Southern Belle ravished by a Confederate Soldier. It can be public; it can be fantastic fun to go to a bar or club and pretend to be strangers, maybe flirt around a bit, and then “hook-up” with each other. I know, it sounds silly, but re-seducing can be fun. Even “pet” and “owner” scenes sound fun (I want me a pony-boy drawn chariot in the worst way!). Gender I like playing with gender. I like role reversal. I like strap-on play. I like cross-dressing and role-playing the opposite sex. I think it’s fun and pretty damned hot. That and I just flat Love the way some men look in a skirt and eye make-up. IT flat does it for me. Blame David Bowie or something. Dress Up I like costumes. I like lingerie. I even like just getting dressed up in formal wear for each other. I love most fetish fashion (mmmm leather, latex, rubber). I love cute panties and stockings and nylons. You get mad bonus points if you know how to strip out of your costumes too. Boys who can strip, pole dance, and lap dance are rare and wonderful creatures. No, really. I’ll tip. Anal Sex I love it. I get the most fantastically intense orgasm that just feel different from those I get any other way. It also just seems intimate to me. If we’re fluid bonded but you’re squeamish about potential mess use a condom: easy cleanup. If you plan on oral or vaginal sex after then definitely use a condom unless you want to go wash in between (yay, shower sex!). Please, use some extra lube and start slow. Once we get going you can ride me like a bronco, but start gently. I also really enjoy rimming and digital stimulation, and yes I like to give that which I enjoy receiving. If you want to make me a ridiculously happy girl for Yule buy me a vibrating butt-plug...... or arrange a double-penetration scene for me. Breath Sharing. I enjoy this mild form of breath play. Basically I enjoy breathing back and forth in an open-mouthed kiss until we need to break for more oxygen (if you start feeling woozy it’s long past time!). It feels intimate to breathe each other’s breath. I like the closeness, the surrender, the sharing and synchronicity. Fire I like it. I like candles, camp-fires, fire-dancing, and I would love to play around with and incorporate fire with sex (carefully! I DON’T fancy getting crispy fried!). This should only be attempted by folks who know what they’re doing. If you aren’t a happy little pyro then lighting the room with candles or simply taking me to watch hot fire-dancers and going strait home to rip off our clothes is peachy-keen. Word Play So, when I told you that reading racy stories and poems to me was good foreplay I really wasn’t kidding. I very much appreciate all audio stimulation, even though I myself find it very difficult to talk. Having to struggle through a sexy conversation during sex, however, can be hot in itself, and I’m waiting for the day I’m comfortable letting that stream of conscious bubble I can feel just under the surface come pouring out.... but I’m afraid of what I’ll say. No, really, the one time I tried it there was a lot of “no” that didn’t mean no and some just very bizarre and intense expulsions. My trouble forming coherent and sane sentences aside, I still love it when my lover talks in bed sometimes. I positively melt when my lover is vocally appreciative of our play. The sad truth is that boys tend to be much quieter in bed than girls, and I absolutely adore the sounds of passion. The little catching breaths, moans, whimpers, cries, all of these non-linguistic indications that my lover is enjoying what we are doing drives me wild. A complete lack of audible feedback can actually be very discouraging. It leaves me no way to tell if I’m doing well and no way to learn my partner’s likes and dislikes by exploring his body. Total silence can leave a girl wondering if her partner is enjoying himself at all. Unlearn being quiet in bed! Talking “dirty” can also be very hot if a lover can give himself over to it. This is not a thing to be done halfheartedly, and talking dirty does not mean insulting me. I actually like having a lover tell me what to do in bed sometimes, and I respond very well to directions. I’ve also recently discovered that I am actually enough of a word geek to enjoy having poetry read to me not just as foreplay but during more direct erotic play as well. Yes, I’m THAT cheesy. I must imagine that having erotica read to me would be fantastically hot, maybe during a blow-job? Yeah, that sounds nice. Even better would be to have a lover tell me, in detail, about a fantasy of his own. and maybe throw in a trust game by making it a fantasy he’s not entirely comfortable with. Yum. Well chosen music can also be a very sexy addition to the evening. I like having sex to music. I like having sex like I’m dancing. Just remember to be aware of the lyrics as well as the instrumentation. Note: choosing music is a great way to let me know what kind of an experience is wanted that night. Enigma: we’re being almost cheesy romantic and very sensual. NIN: we’re going to fuck like we’re bent on destroying each other. Take care with your selection. I’m also emotional enough that, with the right people, love poems or Sonnets (brush up your Shakespeare) would not be unwelcome... which segues into our next topic.... The L Word A part of me is incredibly afraid that my affection will be rejected, but I’m naturally an intensely affectionate person. This results in a deep craving for affection and intimacy but a fear of initiating it. So, here comes that fear/fascination duality again. Saying “I love you” involves all three of my major kinks of trust, passion, and intimacy, and is a rather big deal for me. I am not miserly with my love, but I am terrified of expressing it at first and I am flat terrified of how much I want to hear it from those I love. I’m not comfortable with wanting things that much. This little phrase causes so damned much trouble, and is another part of why my stream-of-consciousness babble never gets expressed. Everybody has their own definitions of it, and the miscommunication can be epic. For me love is when another person’s joy brings me joy and their sorrow pains me. I crave their company and their positive regard. I make an internal commitment to do all I can to keep our relationship healthy, and to never simply give up on them. I am painfully curious about them and desire to know them and be known in turn. I want to share experiences and inside jokes and memories with them. I want to be a better person for them. I want to share my joys, my sorrows, my secrets, my time and space with them. I don’t want to own them. I don’t mean we should pick out curtains. I don’t want monogamy. I don’t demand it be reciprocal. My lovers do not need to mean all of that when they say “I love you,” but it should be fairly close or I would appreciate them picking another phrase. You see, that term has an immediate emotional impact. It can be intensely erotic and bonding (I can’t help it; hearing “I love you” during sex is ridiculously hot) but if thrown about when not meant it can be fantastically destructive later on. Also know that nobody stays my lover if I do not love them. I may occasionally romp with a more casual friend but I only take regular lovers if there is an emotional impetus to do so. So long as I have a right hand I doubt I will ever take a lover ONLY for sex. Respect how loaded and potent this phrase is for me, and know that if you can say it truthfully its addition can add another layer to my sexual experience. Blood This is the fetish of mine that only a handful of people in the world have known about up until today. It’s the one fetish I feel shame over and the only real secret I had left. Now I’m coming out of the closet in a public online blog. Again (say it with me) I’m no good at doing things half-way. It should be noted that, unlike most blood fetishists, while I do find the sight of blood arousing it is the taste, consumption, and sharing of blood that is at the center of my fetish (please refrain from vampire jokes). When I called sex my communion I really wasn’t kidding. For whatever reason for me the height of intimacy is the mutual consumption of blood with a mate. This is NOT something I would be willing to do with any but the closest of partners, and not something I would ever seek with anybody unsure about whether or not they wanted to partake. The complicated symbolism and surrounding emotional turmoil makes this one hell of a big deal for me. I’m not asking anybody to open a vein, but be aware that this is the closest thing I have to a “real” fetish. This makes kissing and biting at pulse-points (wrist, sides of throat, inside of elbow, hollow of thigh, etc) more highly erotic for me. Most lovers, however, will never have to deal with this fetish at all other than the healing marks from my own occasional indulgence in blood related ritual and autoerotichemophagia. To a vastly lesser extent I also find all blood somewhat fascinating, not just my partners’. Make me a real Bloody Mary and I’ll swoon.

Installation 3: Some Extra Slap With My Tickle, Please.

Ms_Myriad — Thu, 11 Sep 2008 11:46:12 GMT

(Please keep in mind that these are all rough drafts. Editing suggestions are VERY welcomed, and encouraged, but may be ignored) (Please keep in mind that these are all rough drafts. Editing suggestions are VERY welcomed, and encouraged, but may be ignored) Yes, I'm kinky. Yes, I like it rough, and dirty, and just plain weird. By scene standards I'm not hard-core about anything, but I'm into damn near everything, so whatever your thing happens to be chances are good that I'm game. I also like straight vanilla sex on a fairly regular basis so don't go getting any notions about me requiring my lovers be kinky. It's a bonus, but not a requirement. One of the best known, most encompassing, genres of kink is that vast swath of territory covered by the label BDSM (bondage and discipline, dominance and submission, and sadomasochism). So, since most folks probably already know what this is and since I get the most questions about this group of kinks it seems like the best place to begin. For me all the acts of BDSM end up falling under the title of dominance and submission, and all can become power struggles. The flow of dominance is a social characteristic that is present and unspoken in every culture I have heard of. Some are more sensitive to it than others and there are different scales and criterion that can be used to determine dominance. The scale I recognize is that of will, personality, character, sheer unadulterated chutzpah. In social interactions I tend to be a dominant, even when I am not taking a dominant role (yeah, that's a different discussion) but in BDSM I'm a "switch." What that means is that I am comfortable on either end of the power exchange. I enjoy taking power and I also enjoy yielding power. I also absolutely adore a good power struggle. This is the lens through which I view a great deal of social and sexual interactions. I realize that not all BDSM necessarily revolves around power exchange, but for me it does so I’m going to split this section up based on that defining characteristic. Do keep in mind as you read that I’m a switch, and I love both roles, which makes dominance struggles and challenges very exciting and interesting for me. Should you ever suddenly decide you want to change roles that can be arranged. I like the exhilaration of subjugating my partner and struggling and losing can also be ridiculously hot. When I’m on top I either want an entertaining struggle or perfect submission. Struggling with my submissive now and then can be great fun, but a much as I love showing a recalcitrant girl her place or surprising a man with sudden helplessness the goal is always to have a submissive who yields utterly and strives only and completely to please.. There is something especially about a man who decides to truly yield that’s irresistible. Perhaps because our culture does not often put men in that position the vulnerability seems more complete and the submission is sweeter and deeper for it. I love service oriented submission.; having subs brush my hair, wash my feet, paint my nails, serve me tea, massage my back, pull my carriage, black my boots, and even clean the house while I watch appreciatively (perhaps in a little French Maid’s outfit?). I do enjoy being able to dress and decorate my submissives. I also enjoy occasionally tying my subs up and tormenting them for my own amusement, or taking them over my knee and spanking them just to enjoy their writhing and yelps. I don’t truly enjoy “punishing” that much. I gift pain because it pleases me and because it pleases my partner. They may make a show of protesting, but if it truly was not pleasant for them, at least mostly, I’d have no interest in it. It is another way that my submissives serve me, and another tool that I use for their improvement. A good submissive should understand this. My submissives are cherished projects, and while I may choose to feed them off the floor or have them fetch toys for my amusement I never lose sight of the fact that this is, in the end, supposed to be a mutually pleasurable and beneficial exchange. I do NOT enjoy distressing my pets. A touch of fear to heighten the rush for trust-games is an excellent show of submission and excites me, but true distress is to be avoided. I have no wish to cause true pain or real fear. I have no wish to verbally abuse or degrade my lovers either. Though I suppose I may venture slightly into the realm of “humiliation” during chastisement I do not enjoy telling my subs they are “dirty” or “worthless.” What good is a weak submissive anyway? There’s no pride in conquering those with weak wills. As a Submissive I enjoy making a gift of myself. I enjoy relinquishing control and trusting my partner to lead me through that which I fear. It’s very freeing and intensely emotional. For the most part I best like to give the sort of service that I enjoy receiving as a dominant. I enjoy serving and striving to please. I do not like to be verbally abused or degraded, though I do sometimes enjoy things that other people might find degrading or humiliating. In the end, however, my dominant must cherish me. I am not a worm or a whore or any lowly thing to be used and abused and then discarded. I am much more the loyal servant who strives ever towards perfect service. I don’t like being scolded and I positively glow under praise. I will NOT call a man “master” unless he is worthy of the name. I will only yield to those I feel have the dominance to top me and will not long serve a petulant or abusive dominant. There is a great deal of trust involved in power exchange, especially for one like me who gives my will so completely over to my dominant during a scene but holds so tightly to control in the rest of my life. I love being tied up and teased. You see, when free to move I get in my own way. I get impatient and don’t take the time to draw out the full range of sensations I’m capable of, and I also have difficulty simply laying back and enjoying the experience. I feel that I should always be doing something for my partner. Being tied up is a great solution to this. It gives me permission to only receive, I cannot push the rhythm either out of my own impatience or fear of boring my lover, and my lover.... well, he can do whatever he wants! The trust and vulnerability are huge. I enjoy some fairly rough sensations. I love biting and scratching, flogging is very nice, paddling and cropping can be great with warm up, and I adore being tossed over my lover’s knee and spanked. I do need warm up for heavy usage, especially with toys, but with good warm up I can go deep into sub-space and blissfully enjoy a cropping that leaves me striped. I can, of course, struggle and protest if that is the purpose of the scene, and that can be great fun, but the truth is that it feels wonderful. For those readers who don’t enjoy such activities it is important that you realize that these are NOT painful to me as the term is typically used. For me it’s like the pain of a deep massage or a thorough stretch. It’s pleasant. It feels good. If it reaches the point of truly hurting I will never hesitate to use my safe word (“mercy” for “I’m reaching my edge” and “haven” for “I need to stop”). Also know that the afterglow of a good sadomasochistic scene is one of the only times I’m actually completely free from pain as the warm fuzzy endorphin high overrides the normal low-grade pain of my body. . I love to be ravished. Part of the attraction is the extreme trust and vulnerability that most BDSM requires. I place my safety in my lovers hands and trust him to use me, but only for our mutual pleasure and no further than I can stand. I love feeling a lover grab my hair, put his hand around my throat, pin me with his body, or hold my head while he fucks my mouth precisely because they are things I would NEVER let somebody I didn’t trust do to me. Some folks would say I have a rape fantasy, but I disagree with that terminology. Most of the people I know who say they have rape fantasies (which is WAY more than you think) actually have what I would call ravishment fantasies. They don’t want to be truly taken against their will. They want a person they would desire anyway to overcome them with his/her passion and overwhelming desire. They want their lover’s frenzy to remove the responsibility (and hence the guilt) of consent, but the act is generally fantasized as being enjoyable for them, if rough, primal, and disturbingly aggressive. Such fantasies bear little resemblance to the actuality of rape, so I refer to them as ravishment fantasies instead. I encourage others to make this a trend. And what if a lover doesn’t like the rough stuff? Well, all of these have softer versions if one is so inclined and I’m no hardass who thinks light kink is for sissies. Power exchange can be light and playful and loving. It can be as simple as “Tonight I’ll do whatever YOU want to do.” I promise not to take that offer too far. It could also just be tying me up with silk scarves and tickling me, teasing me, being playful while I can’t get away or fight back. It doesn’t have to be dark or violent or frightening. Always keep in mind that everything has a range and that I enjoy playing all along that range.

Come Get WET With Me This Saturday!

Ms_Myriad — Thu, 11 Sep 2008 11:29:36 GMT

Summer is drawing to a close; the Man has burned, kids are going back to school, and the trees will start changing colors. Soon it will be time to decide just HOW skimpy a costume we're actually willing to wear in chilly October weather... So NOW is the last chance to get Wet and Wild and bid adieu to the sultry days of summer in style! Join Us For an Afternoon Pool Party and/or Evening Play Party! We're going all-out with TWO events to squeeze the last drops out of our sunny season before the drizzle sets in. Hidden southeast of Portland we've discovered a lovely home with a wonderful and debonair owner who will be giving us free range of half his house, his pool house, his spacious yard (conveniently surrounded by a discreet privacy fence), and his lovely heated outdoor pool! With such a wonderful venue at our disposal, and summer fast retreating, an afternoon POOL-PARTY is obviously in order! And what better way to end the day than an evening play party... Both events require SEPARATE RSVPs TO RECEIVE LOCATION INFORMATION To RSVP for the AFTERNOON Pool Party please visit http://events.LoveTribe.org?LoveTribe To RSVP for the EVENING Pool PLAY Party please visit http://events.LoveTribe.org?Eros Below is more information about each... AFTERNOON POOL PARTY This is an an informal BYOB BBQ Social from 2-6pm. RSVP REQUIRED TO RECEIVE LOCATION INFORMATION To RSVP, visit http://events.LoveTribe.org?LoveTribe WHAT TO BRING There will be a requested fee of $10 for each participant to help pay for the burgers, franks, and tofu-dogs, but nobody will be turned away for lack of funds. Bringing small barbecue-friendly side-dishes is encouraged and for this part of the afternoon/evening, alcohol will be permitted, though immoderate inebriation is not! WHAT TO EXPECT: FUN IN THE WATER AND SUN!!! Sip a mojito or soda in the sun by the poolside or visit the lovely Miss Myriad for a relaxing sun-lotion massage before laying out for that all-over tan. Socialize with all those lovely LoveTribe folks you never get a chance to just sit and talk to, play nekkid Marco Polo in the pool, or get to know your friends and lovers in a 'biblical' sense in one of the several play-spaces available! WE'RE JUST WARMING UP! If you've never been to a LoveTribe play party before (LT Rapture, Eros, Edge or similar event), and you want to attend the event event, then you will want to attend this social and find the lovely Miss Myriad who will be holding an introduction (around 4pm) to the rules and protocols of LoveTribe play parties for first-timers. This is necessary if you wish to attend the play party later in the evening and have not been to a similar event before. EVENING POOL PLAY PARTY: WET II This is an an informal BYOB BBQ Social from 8pm-2am. RSVP REQUIRED TO RECEIVE LOCATION INFORMATION To RSVP, visit http://events.LoveTribe.org?Eros After a two-hour break to sober-up and run home to grab that fluffy robe or cuddly coat to combat the evening chill we will reconvene at 8pm for the evening's formal play-party. As the ambient temperature cools outside, we invite our friends and lovers to heat things up for the evening! If you are interested in the evening play party, please RSVP at http://events.LoveTribe.org?Eros WHAT TO EXPECT: MORE FUN!!! After the opening ritual where we will focus on creating a strong heart connection, we will open up... * the GAME ROOM for those wanting a fun way to form new connections or just seeking a playful romp with their inner child, * a PLAY SPACE with a full sex swing and a wall of windows for the observationally inclined (how better to watch the show without being intrusive?), * a Smaller more EDGY PLAY SPACE for those wanting a little extra slap with their tickle (keep it fairly light though as there is limited space and this isn't an Edge event), * a PRIVATE YARD perfect for romping under the stars after grabbing a few safer sex supplies to go, * a POOL and pool-side for wonderful wet play where oral and penetrative sex is discouraged but a 'hands-on' experience is perfectly welcomed, * a POOL-HOUSE with a pool-table just waiting for you to sink one in the corner pocket, * and a SHOWER for those of you who're looking to clean up after getting dirty. Some light refreshments and snacks will be provided but if you are truly hungry you might want to grab a meal before attending. WHAT TO BRING We are NOT requesting snack-luck donations for the evening, however though there may still be leftovers from the BBQ donations. The requested donation for the evening is $30, or $25 for those who attended the BBQ earlier. $5 off for volunteers (we need YOU!) and another $5-10 off for members. STAY ALL NIGHT IF YOU LIKE! At 10 AM we will begin clean-up and all attendees are STRONGLY encouraged to stay and assist. MEMBER ORIENTATION REQUIRED!!! If you have never been to a LoveTribe play party before (LT Rapture, Eros, Edge or similar event), and you want to attend the evening event, you will want to attend the afternoon pool party social and find the lovely Miss Myriad who will be holding an introduction (around 4pm) to the rules and protocols of LoveTribe play parties for first-timers. Because the ritual will focus more on creating heart connection and less on party protocols, this is necessary if you wish to attend the play party later in the evening and have not been to a similar event before. If you are participating in the Puja and wish to arrive late, please arrange that with the RSVP coordinator.