The fine art of Endorphin Rushing

My new Yoga magazine came in today and an ad caught my attention. The Shakti Mat is a smaller portable Indian bed of nails which the advertisers say will "give you meditative relaxation, dissolves all sorts of tension and releases endorphines(sic) and oxytocine."

Hmmm, I said to my kinky self, "I'm a Therapist!" At least that's my goal in play is to release the same those endorphins and not so much on the oxytocin since that is the love drug and I'm not looking for relationship building.

So what are these endorphins all about?

Remember runners high, and that rush you got after a great cardio workout? Well endorphin rushing is about that same goal, but it takes some exertion on your body's part or by my hands to reach it. That intense flogging that starts to make you sweat is all about releasing the endorphins to the body for it's hard work. It's your body's way of saying atta-a-boy.

I have come to admire those needle play folks or 'pin cushions' who can achieve their highs from the simple piercing of flesh. And I will admit I'm finally enjoying my childhood fantasies of piercing and cutting flesh and equally get a rush from the activity.

It's the best of what BDSM has to offer. And I'm pleased to work and perfect my craft. Make sure you get your rush when you play!

Peace out.

New Edge

Last night I celebrated the 50th birthday of a friend and found myself reflecting about my upcoming milestone date. It is definitely a time of reflections as we look about at the reduction in discretionary funds and more of the budgeting, watching, managing and scrutinizing of our lives in both the vanilla and leather context.

In leather, this weekend I was pleased to pull out my staple gun and blow darts and use them twice this weekend and found it, like all my intense play, quite stimulating. And finally able to evenly space them on both cheeks! A new personal best. I couldn't do the ribbon thing since these were both boys not in to the fem look. I took the edge up even higher with a scene that you had to witness in person and one that should not be put in print.

However, I am of two minds these days on edge play, I personally enjoy the delicious rush of piercing flesh and delivering shrilling pain to mind and body. And mixing that intensity with the sensitivity of sexual, sensual stroking and caressing. I admit I have to challenge myself to find the limit to my own edge. That wall has come down so many times over the years that I have learned as Femcar has said, "I obey my cunt even when my brain says no, no, no."

I am reading David Foster Wallace's reporting entitled "Big Red Son", first published in Premiere magazine in 1999, about 1998 Adult Video News Award Show. (This is the Adult Industry Oscars for those of you still living under a rock). Wallace's writing style is precise and painfully honest. But it is that perspective that I find the best reality check. Unfortunately, I have'nt found any of his work that covers our lifestyle and his death just over a year ago, means we will have to wait for some other reputable review from the outside, without the false morality of religion.

I have always found it souless to flog, cut, spank, pierce, tie, bite, fist or fuck without the caress and touch that our body so longs for and needs. And recently the hormone Oxytocin has been found to be more important than originally thought. The use of this neurotransmitter gives the emotional connection when intimate touch causes Oxytocin to secrete in the brain. The result is the sensation of what we call love. A powerful drug when synthesized and even more powerful in the hands of Power Exchange and true D/s enthusiasts. I respect their connection and play and have learn that even when a Dom/me humiliates a bottom in public play that may be the Oxytocin making the bond between them stronger. As the vanilla world views a flogging as torture, we know it can be caressing and loving. We need that intelligent, informative, inquiry and reporting to enlighten those willing to listen and learn and move us all closer to 'a' new edge.

Play safely, sanely and consensually.

Station Fire, Saline Injections and Swingers, it's summer time in LA

Hello Kinksters:

The Summer heat always makes me want to take my clothes off and head to the beach, but the smoke in the air from the Station fire, keeps me indoors.

August went quickly but a fun month, I got to spank the amazing ass of Nina Hartley at the Woodhull Sexual Freedom Foundation Fundraiser.

I found a "5B" sub! And I'm having fun training and playing with him. What's a "5B" sub you ask, well it's a Bald, Buff, Beautiful, Brains and Black.

Last friday I had the opportunity to do a workshop at the Lair and it was on Saline Injections. Got to fill four breasts on a male and female and then a ball sack. Forgotten how much I enjoyed presenting so planning to do more in the future. Expanding our kinky minds keeps us young I think and who can fault that.

Finally we are getting to know couples in the swinger community they are also expanding our thinking and experiences. I love learning new stuff!

And now September is here, the hottest time of the year and more reason to get naked and party.