I’m sick of predators. I truly am. You see, I’m a rigger. I have the talent, but I don’t have the money. It takes me weeks, sometimes months, to save enough money to buy a new rope or to rent a studio. Bondage is an expensive activity. And, I’m not the kind of person who…
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It is difficult when different women gather for the funeral of the same man. But then again, Jerry was always a difficult man. Fortunately or unfortunately, I was the last one. That means I was his fourth wife, the ninth woman he lived with, and his thirtieth-something lover. I know what you’re thinking, but hey,…
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My name is Horatio Boulez. Yes, it’s a ridiculous name, but it’s the one I got. As you can infer, there’s French ethnicity in my family. Grandpa arrived in America in the 1950s, and blah, blah, blah. Everybody thought that, being “French”, I would be an expert in romance. But I couldn’t care less about…
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Ropes. I’ve lived surrounded by them. I’m not kidding. When you’re born and raised in one of the hundreds of towns sprinkled among rural Montana, the most probable thing is that you end up knowing quite a lot about barns, farming, tractors, and ropes. Of course, not all cowgirls end up with an affection for…
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“I love what you’re doing to me.” These are the words that true first-class lovers want to hear. Some men will tell you that it’s “you’re so big” – the phrase that everybody wants to hear – but that’s incorrect. Someone can be big and hurt and have a selfish good time, while their partner…
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I don’t know why I love Lana. She’s shallow and vain. She’s an expert at telling you exactly what you don’t want to hear, and she’ll always find a way to irritate you. On the other hand, she’s got a spectacular body, she dances like a devil, and there’s not a single kink she’s not…
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The other day, my friends and I were talking about our first time doing Shibari. For some, their first time with ropes was equivalent to the time when they lost their virginity; for others, it was barely a special day. Dave, for example, had already tried half a dozen other kinks before Shibari. So, for…
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You’ve probably seen the “Arch at Land’s End” in Cabo San Lucas. If you haven’t, you can Google it, and you’ll see why it is so famous. Now, I’m a model, and I’ve done dozens of photo shoots, several of them at Los Cabos, but there is one unforgettable Shibari scene I took part in…
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We all have unwanted companions in our lives. Mine is this extremely sensitive skin that wraps my body. At first, it felt like a terrible punishment, for I felt everything, even the softest touch, with extreme accuracy, which frequently caused me pain. However, as time went by, I learned to use it to my advantage.…
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I said it without thinking: “Trick or treat.” We had been working really hard on the Philly project for three days in a row, and we had just finished. We were too tired to celebrate. Actually, we just stood there, each one at their desk, doing nothing, saying nothing, just staring at nowhere and enjoying…
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