Funkybrownchick liveblogged my session. Thanks to her for allowing me to post her live blog on my site. She embeds urls, pictures, graphics from the session.
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Orgasm Logger is a web site that allows you to keep a running tally on the frequency, intensity, and other information about your orgasms, and optionally share that information with others.
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Imagine a vacation where you can explore the many facets of sexuality in a private, intimate community of like-minded people. A wholly unique experience which brings together sexuality, spirituality, education, and play in a fun, supportive, non-judgmenta
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We move together in the dark without words, two sleepers on a swing, poured together like a cocktail of heated skin, breath, and desire.
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Blame Douglas Adams, who threw in a reference to the triple-breasted whore Eccentrica Gallumbits in Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy.
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So, I decided to start a new blog. It’s called Letters from Johns, and it features letters from johns about their experiences soliciting sex.
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a research team at Cornell has published a paper about how proteins in fruit fly semen can control the behavior of female flies. The most interesting part is that these same behavior-controlling proteins exist in human semen, too.
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Within our community, there are many big kahunas. Each with PageRank, Technorati “authority” and interviews to prove it. But this is not the type of authority Amanda is getting at.
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…we often engage in some good, relatively harmless fun that the Digg community obviously enjoys, yet we aren’t allowed in the the front door because we’re “one of those” sites.
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He tied a body harness first. It was pretty and the ropes accentuated my curves. It was also secure, and it had a handle for him to control me.
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Because I was running around yesterday (internet search class, casting call with Barbara Nitke, Chemistry party), I forgot to post that yesterday was World AIDS Day.
Read Google News articles about the day.
View blogs, videos and photos indexed on Technorati.
Lolita commemorates the day with the Keith Haring silence=death image. (Which she is now flagging as “adult content” as part of Livejournal’s new system.)
badfaggot asks the 4 questions:
Do you resent people with AIDS?
Do you trust HIV-negatives?
Have you given up hope for a cure?
When was the last time you cried?
Midori posts posters from around the world and is also participating in the AIDS/Lifecycle bicycle tour.
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In today’s San Francisco Chronicle column, Violet Blue has advice about what to do when your blog’s content has been hijacked by a spam blog which offered her content as child porn bait:
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Adorkable Grrl didn’t just write a blog post and send e-mails; she also sent a cease and desist to the offending Web site, and asked for my advice. Being no stranger to having my content reposted without permission, or having my RSS feeds pilfered, I did a quick public records (whois) lookup for the URL offering her content as child porn bait, and discovered that the site was registered in India, but hosted by American company GoDaddy. I sent Adorkable Grrl the information, telling her to take extreme measures:
“Along with the e-mail cease and desist, send them a physical, registered mail copy of the notice of action. Also tell them that their false affiliation with your content brings to your attention their advertisement of pornographic material that is in direct violation of U.S. child pornography laws, and that you are left with no choice but to forward their information to the following entities:
1) Reporting Child Pornography. Provides contact details of field offices of the FBI in major cities throughout the United States and Puerto Rico.
2) CyberTip Line — NCMEC. Handles calls and online reports of sexual exploitation of children.
3) Adult Sites Against Child Pornography. Nonprofit organization that works with the United States Customs Service and the FBI in enforcing anti-child-pornography laws. Includes their goals, FAQs, press releases, details of members, and a facility to report suspected sites.
Tell GoDaddy. I’m sure once GoDaddy finds out (and is aware you’re reporting them to the FBI), they’ll yank the site altogether. How awful; these people are truly horrifying.”
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Give more than you take.
Make but do not measure.
If you want to change the world, love someone.
All manifestos are dung.
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Welcome Fleshbot readers! I’m doing the Fleshbot Sex Blog Roundup while Jefferson’s away.
In today’s roundup of some of our favorite moments in the sex blog scene this week, our intrepid writers celebrate their lives devoted to group sex, their liberty of having sex in public, and the persuit of the kind of happiness that only a master and his slave can experience … not to mention the inalienable right to bare asses. Who needs panties when it’s so already all hot and sticky outside anyway?
Read the sex blog roundup here.
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The subtle scent of First, by Van Cleef and Arpels, dabbed around her delicate pink earlobes and along the exquisite cleavage of her abundant breasts bewitched me every time. That day she stood nude on the earth brown tiles of the bathroom doorway for a moment looking up at the skylight. The faint sound of late afternoon spring rain lulled the senses superbly.
My lover was a short, full-figured woman in her late 30s, with a soft patch of trim blond pubic hair between her thick thighs. Her eyes were a contemplative blue, perhaps because of her Polish antecedents with Litvak and German tendencies thrown in for good measure. As she combed her barely shoulder length hair, the absence of clothing revealed the gradual increase in her middle over a period of years. She was married with two young children, her stomach was soft and she looked like a woman – not a svelte adolescent, and this was thoroughly arousing to me. I couldn’t resist her.
“Mein dahling,†I said.
“For vat poipose de Tchermann, mein Herr?†she smiled.
Before this respite I had kissed and licked her immaculate ass, feasting on the splendor without fatigue. My lover’s husband of a dozen years was revolted by the idea of rimming her – or even performing cunnlingus, for that matter. He actually stayed clear of his wife during her period; that time when a woman craves cock the most.
Yet his loss was my gain, and my indulgent attitude knew no bounds. While I banished all thoughts of her faithful husband, I considered that most evangelic dictum: Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.
And my lover did reciprocate by finger-fucking my ass while bestowing her trade mark blow job. She always took special pride in her ability to provoke a lustful orgasm from a man with her luscious mouth.
With each darting thrust of tongue into her ass, my married lover sighed and shook her head approvingly.
“This is heavenly,†she managed, “but, please … take my ass – fuck me hard.â€
I used the requisite condom and a slight application of hand lotion to gain access to her tight orifice. She always claimed that she never had anal sex before. Who knows? If so, I’m certain another man has fucked her ass many times since.
After a savage orgasm, I felt bathed in a calm white light.
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As she left the doorway of the bathroom, I noticed her pupils were dilated and her breathing was shallow.
“The lips to my cunt are swollen in anticipation,†she said. “My clit is hard and distended … and I’m wet … so very wet. I need you to fuck me … again.â€
And I did. Several times that day.
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Later, after we lost touch, I thought of my married lover each time I passed Joshua Taylor’s in Cambridge. The familiar scent of First, by Van Cleef and Arpels, always evoked her presence and I lived our time together again – if only briefly. Yet I wondered if she had finally left her husband, as she vowed. I wondered about her forays into other fetishes, like BDSM and threesomes. And, I wondered about the success of a Craigslist ad for her interest in bedding other women.
Then the scent changed and I pursued a different direction.
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Last month I took the five hour flight from Tokyo-to-Bangkok and behaved as if I’d had left my past behind on a different planet. At the beginning of the year, I tried to be an upstanding citizen and this led to the hallucination that I could be respectable again.
To be Irishly eloquent, what fucking nonsense.
I can’t forget that I’ve been a habitué of brothels and gay baths, a neglectful husband and father, and that I’m still given to rejoicing in the delights of debauchery with either sex. I love to fuck a woman with the same enthusiasm that I offer my tight, white ass to a certain well-hung black man.
And yes, I can never deny my arousal over being cucked by the woman I love – who I imagine is now lying in a pile of cock somewhere.
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My overpriced taxi arrived at the Presidential Solitaire just past midnight. Located near
Sukhumvit Road, the four-star hotel is popular among expatriates interested in a world of pure desire-on-a-budget. On the way to my sixth floor suite, I shared the elevator with a lecherous, middle-aged Brit and his Bangkok girlfriend. The Thai prostitute was no more than 18, a fawn-like beauty, all legs and pouting innocence.
The young woman inspired instant appreciation just below my waist.
“Listen, mate,†the Brit said, “this isn’t what you think. I don’t pay for me shags.â€
This Humbert Humbert spoke with a familiar Finchley cadence that revealed his North London background. Once I had a friend from that part of Barnet Borough.
“Your companion is gorgeous,†I replied. “You’re a lucky Jim.â€
The vacuous, over-the-hill degenerate was a thin, gangling sort with deep-set faded blue eyes and tufty gray hair. He had a facial expression pitched somewhere between blank inscrutability and terminal ennui.
We all departed the elevator at the sixth floor.
“Join us for a drink after your luggage arrives,†he insisted in a voice that oozed bonhomie. “We’ll be in room 612, waiting just for you.â€
As for the chance encounter with fellow renegades from propriety, I knew meat and drink when I saw it. Immediacy of impact is always an important value for me, and I’ve sought it out in experiences from all periods of my life. So, my appetite for hedonism led me straight for the soiree in less than 10 minutes. Of course, it was quite late and I needed another escapade like Paula Abdul needed another prescription.
Jim answered the door after the first knock. He wore a loose-fitting open white terrycloth robe without the benefit of clothing, and held a full whiskey glass in his left hand. His ample cock was too impatient to ignore. None of this seemed unusual.
“Welcome to Bangkok,†Jim said.
As Jim beckoned me inside the elegant suite, his young female companion stepped from obscure shadow into obvious light. The golden-skinned Oriental was breathtakingly nude.
“You’re a Yank, but not a prude – right?†Jim asked.
“Jesus will punish you,†I replied, “but I’ll gladly stay.â€
Jim started to pour me a whiskey.
“Do you like it straight?†he asked.
“I’m not strictly straight,†I replied, “but a CC and 7 is my favorite mix.â€
As my host prepared some refreshment, the Thai girl approached audaciously, put one arm around me, and started to unbutton my dark blue Oxford-cloth shirt. She was captivating and I couldn’t keep my hands off her stunning ass.
“Call her Eve, it works for me,†Jim said nonchalantly. “And what about you? What shall we call you?â€
“Holiday.â€
“Like Doc Holiday?â€
“One and the same.â€
Jim handed me the whiskey mixed to order as Eve dropped to her knees and unzipped my jeans.
“Did you fly straight from the States?†he asked
“I don’t live in America. Tokyo is home for now.â€
“You speak Japanese?â€
“Hai. Genki desu ka?â€
Eve retrieved my smooth shaven cock from my pants and initiated a long, lingering blow job. For a young woman, she was damn good. I wanted to ask how she acquired her exquisite skill, but some people are born cocksuckers.
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My dearest K.:
To be honest, I wish I had never left Bahrain at the end of August 2004. I wish I had stayed – because of you. I had the chance to remain in the country, yet I could not sacrifice my family. Since you are also married, with children – I know you understand.
Now nearly three years later, I am still filled with regrets.
Last year, while in England, I became involved with a married woman from Israel. Life is funny, sometimes.
Perhaps I told you this before: we met through my blog of debauched erotica [elegant pornography]. I wrote very explicitly about my sexual experiences. And, what I’d like to do. I was very open about my bisexual nature. I was very open about my experiences with other men – including you – though I never identified you by name. None of this was a problem for my female paramour. Last year, she accepted me without compliant.
The involvement with this married woman was hardly confined to email exchanges and virtual, on-line sex [you know, lewd comments and masturbating nude for me over a web cam – which she did wonderfully so many times ... and with a dildo I bought just for her]. She was originally from London, and visited the city for a week in March, 2006.
Finally, we met and had a heavenly time that week. Once again, I seriously thought of upending my life because of a lover. Yet I could not do this, and my subsequent move to the Tokyo area put an end to such considerations.
We lost touch, which is to be expected when emotions are parched by too many disappointments.
During our involvement, I spoke about you many times. This was no problem for her. In fact, she was happy for me. This is most unusual in a woman, and I valued her even more.
I had to speak to someone about you because … because …. because.
And she told me why.She said, “You fell in love with him; that’s what happened.”
Of course, I denied this – many times. I have had encounters with men, off and on, since I was in my early 20s. The men meant nothing to me. It was just sex … quick sex, and there was nothing else to consider. Besides, I wasn’t gay.
Yet the married woman was absolutely right.
As soon as you and I arrived at my seaside villa from Seef Mall, I knew my life was about to change – and I’d never be the same again. I was so attracted to you … I’ve never been so attracted to another male – never. I had never kissed another male, but I wanted to kiss you badly, passionately, longingly.
How shameless of me; I could not keep my hands off you.
There were so many contrasts: you were black, you were Arab, you were Muslim. It was overwhelming for me. In no time, I had to suck your cock, smell your cock, taste your cock. I was desperate to make you climax with my mouth. I had to run my hands over your ass, feel your skin, feel your muscles. And I so badly wanted you to fuck me. I wanted to give myself to you, to be yours completely. To surrender myself to you. I’ve never wanted a man to fuck me before – never. But I wanted to seduce you, and offer my ass to captivate you.
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The best of this weeks blogs by the bloggers who blog them. Highlighting the top 3 posts as chosen by Sugasm participants. Want in Sugasm #84? Submit a link to your best post of the week using this form.
This Week’s Picks
Saying No (lafillemariee.blogspot.com…)
“Would saying no really make it all okay?â€
Beyond slutdom (junohenry.wordpress.com…)
“My eclectic slutfest continues, and I continue to love it.â€
A guide to my erogenous zones (orangeuglad.blogspot.com…)
“Not that you need it, but i thought i’d share it with you.â€
Mr. Sugasm Himself
Pic(k) of the Day (sugarbank.com…)
Editor’s Choice
Small Town (secretlifeofaman.blogspot.com…)
Erotic Writing and Experiences
Back – Pt 1 (sharedcindy.blogspot.com…)
The Diva and the Demon (in-your-pants.blogspot.com…)
Dream (katescuriosita.blogspot.com…)
Feast or Famine…Mr. Hunky Resurfaces….Grrrrrr (classyelegantlady.blogspot.com…)
The Great Outdoors (www.betweensheets.net…)
Halls & Walls (confessions112.blogspot.com…)
In a Velvet Glove (aagblog.com…)
It’s over, baby! (lastbreath.wordpress.com…)
“Lap Dance Lust†(lustylady.blogspot.com…)
Looking For A Shot (part 2) (dirtydetails.blogspot.com…)
Office Masturbation – part 3 (eroticawriter.blogspot.com…)
The Parent Teacher Conference Concludes …. (afterschoolmonologues.blogspot.com…)
Quickie in the Closet (fexual-strustration.blogspot.com…)
The Return of the Mythical Beast of Yore (or 2 Girls, a Guy, and a Sex Drive) (http://fourstate.blogspot.com)
Search Term Erotica II (shayssexcolumn.blogspot.com…)
Sugar Daddy’s Pop (aslipofagirl.blogspot.com…)
Two Cheers For Democracy (joeheather.blogspot.com…)
Sex News, Reviews & Advice
Hitachi Magic Wand Review (stilettodiaries.blogspot.com…)
Review: A Woman Alone At Night (radicalvixen.com…)
Sex Online: The rise of internet porn (blog.babeland.com…)
NSFW Pics, Videos & Audio
Half-Nekkid and All Alone (sweatshopsissy.wordpress.com…)
Half-Nekkid and Getting to Know Each Other (www.tarasnaughtyshop.com…)
HNT: Boudoir (imelda-imelda.blogspot.com…)
Louise Glover – Erotic Model with Beautiful Face and Rount Breasts (seccpics.blogspot.com…)
Phoenix (I Shot Myself) (viviane212.blogspot.com…)
Sexy Wife On Cam (myhotbox.blogspot.com…)
Sultry Sexiness – Pictorial Presentation (eroticjournals.blogspot.com…)
Take in the Movie Trailer for Action Girls’ Latest! (www.taratainton.com…)
Today just hot (http://mypenis.thumblogger.com)
Sex Humor
Top 10 Ways You Know You’re One of the Spanking Models Running The Race For Life (adelehaze.com…)
BDSM & Fetish
A damsel in desperation (blog.atlantabondage.com…)
Delayed seduction (twentyfoursevends.blogspot.com…)
Happy HNT – Corner time for naughty schoolgirl (darkside-journey.blogspot.com…)
Hot-spot (curvaceousdee.blogspot.com…)
I have the urge (gentlygently.blogspot.com…)
Master, how will i tell you if the pain is too much? (www.katiegirl4u.com…)
The Not So Simple Things (puppytale.blogspot.com…)
Obedience (www.kinkerbelle.com…)
The Other Pathway (kinkyfarmwife.blogspot.com…)
Under The Big Top (lolitawolf.blogspot.com…)
Watch me (insidedarkpixie.blogspot.com…)
Without permission… (everythingoze.blogspot.com…)
Sex Advice & Poetry
Beauty Tip # 166 (www.sex-kitten.net…)
Personal History ~ ~ “sexual Poetry†(sexyandallthat.blogspot.com…)
Thoughts on Sex and Relationships
Cybersex, Online Sexuality, and Female Empowerment (deliciously-naughty.typepad.com…)
Falsehoods & Misunderstandings on The Dangerous Road To Truth (part 1) (perverselypoly.blogspot.com…)
Good, bad, naughty, what? (kislee.naughtyblog.net…)
Good Impression (bikersballsandteacherstits.blogspot.com…)
I Love You (thenakedrhetoricaltruth.blogspot.com…)
Polyamory Ain’t for Sissies (practicalpolyamory.blogspot.com…)
“Those ‘other Victorians†(un-cool.blogspot.com…)
The Unwelcome Erection (wanklog.blogspot.com…)
See also: Fleshbot’s Sex Blog Roundup each Tuesday and Friday (Fleshbot.com)
Photo: Polina (Met Models)
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By PETER APPLEBOME
The Rev. Jerry Falwell, the fundamentalist preacher who founded the Moral Majority and brought the language and passions of religious conservatives into the hurly-burly of American politics, died yesterday in Lynchburg, Va. He was 73.
His death was announced by Liberty University, in Lynchburg, where Mr. Falwell, its founder, was chancellor. The university said the cause had not been determined, adding that he died in a hospital after being found unconscious yesterday morning in his university office.
Mr. Falwell went from a Baptist preacher in Lynchburg to a powerful force in electoral politics, at home in both the millennial world of fundamentalist Christianity and the earthly blood sport of the political arena. As much as anyone, he helped create the religious right as a political force, defined the issues that would energize it for decades and cemented its ties to the Republican Party. (more…)
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The introductory post for this series.
It’s only fair I answer these questions, too.
When did you start blogging?
I started by commenting in 2005, by commenting on Jefferson’s blog. I had a Blogger account for commenting as Viviane and it was an easy jump to starting posting interesting items.
What do you like about blogging?
I like the information sharing aspect. I was always someone emailing friends with tons of interesting items, so it was easy to start doing it online.
Is blogging a major or minor way of connecting to other people for you?
A minor way of connecting, which as Chris Hall says, has become a disproportionately large part of my social life. I was reading and commenting on blogs when I was doing the Sex Blog Roundup last year. I also corresponded with bloggers when they starting up their blog and wanted advice. It’s also brought me visibility I haven’t always wanted.
I got to the point where I was reading a lot of NYC based bloggers, and was curious about the people behind the blog, which is why I started the Perverts’ Saloon. It is a small group and it has a literary standard – I have to like your writing. It’s turned into a really nice community.
Where’s your blog? Do you use a free hosted service (Blogger,Wordpress, Livejournal, AOL, Google Pages, etc.) or do you have your own domain and web server?
I have 5 different blogs on Blogger. I have a Livejournal page I post to. Just found about Vox (owned by SixApart) and am playing around with that. I’ve been kicking around moving the Carnival to my own server, both because of the size and TOS issues. I have Twitter, too.
What do you do to promote your blog or your writing (using tags in your post, blog roll, del.icio.us, Digg, Pingoat)?
I spend a lot of time working “on” a blog in addition to posting to it.
Early on, I would learn by doing, and then tell Jefferson and Madeline what to do. I set up Marcus’ blog.
Once I had a group of blogs, I spent some time submitting their RSS feeds to various engines, other blog directories (the Open Directory project, etc.)
I spent some time working on Lolita Wolf’s template and blog, and she’s the one who dubbed me ‘Blog Mommy.’
I claimed my blog on Technorati, which tracks many blogs. I get regular updates on who is linking to me, and I write thank you emails.
I search Technorati tags to figure out the ones that have the most posts and use those tags.
I use Statcounter and MyblogLog and check on who’s visiting me.
The Carnival is listed on Sexoteric’s blog news feed.
I ping multiple search engines and sites using Pingoat. I don’t use Pingomatic anymore, because it times out too often.
I read Darren Rowse’s Problogger, which has great tips on marketing a blog.
The Carnival has many outbound links to other blogs and many blogs link back to us (50% of my traffic is via links from other blogs). I used to have a huge blogroll when I was contributing a sex blog roundup to Fleshbot, but have weeded it down severely.
I don’t use Digg, because I haven’t really figured out how to use it. Also, it’s easy for a few users to bury your story.
I bookmark interesting posts on del.icio.us, and viewers still come in through those links.
Only recently burned a feed through Feedburner, whch let me add interactive elements. If I were to do this again, Feedburner and Technorati are the first things I would do.
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Lisa Vandever, Co-Founder & Director of the Cinekink film series, blogs at CineKinkster.
When did you start blogging?
I started a personal blog about a year-and-a-half ago, right before I got married, to serve as a virtual scrap-book and touch upon on everything that was going on at the time. I launched the official CineKink blog late last summer, just as we were beginning to gear up for our annual film festival. I’d been kicking the idea around for awhile, then got the final nudge when I was asked to guest blog about my CineKink experiences over at The Reeler, an NYC film blog. That became the subject of my first post as “CineKinkster.â€
What do you like about blogging?
In theory, I’d say the immediacy of it – “in theory†because I often find myself being as editorially compulsive as I do when writing for other media. (See, I just went back and tweaked the preceding sentence twice. And it’s still not right!) But it is really gratifying to have a thought, put it into words and toss it out into the world within the next few moments. (Or next few hours, depending on how compulsive I’m feeling and how many links I’m referencing.)
In terms of CineKink, I also love having the extra space to touch upon things that might be a little unwieldy for our regular email updates, or that aren’t directly related to our programming but might be of interest to our audience, generally anything at the intersection of sex and film/television.
Is blogging a major or minor way of connecting to other people for you?
My personal blog, which is on LiveJournal, has definitely become a way for me to feel connected. Since I don’t work in a bustling office, my “friends list†serves as my water cooler, where I can check in for a bit of contact and gossip. Then post my own occasional tidbit and compulsively hit refresh until I get at least a comment or two.
The CineKink blog is much less interactive and feels more like me pushing information out into the black void. That might partly be a result of the CineKinkster voice, a kind of royal “we†that I co-opted from Defamer and such. It’s fun for the most part, especially if I’m feeling light and snarky, but it doesn’t generally inspire conversation. The only time I’ve ever sparked a number of comments was when I (we?) posted about Ann Coulter and her dominatrix-y ways.
Where’s your blog? Do you use a free hosted service (Blogger, WordPress, Livejournal, AOL, Google Pages, etc.) or do you have your own domain and web server?
CineKinkster is through Blogger, though it’s actually hosted on the CineKink domain and server. I chose it because it seemed geared towards a relatively low level of technical competence (i.e. me). It was a breeze to set up and has been absolutely great so far, but I do keep separate archives of all of my posts, just in case.
What do you do to promote your blog or your writing (using tags in your post, blog roll, del.icio.us
Now that Blogger enables them, I’ve recently started adding tags, though I still need to add them to my archives. I use Feedburner to make the blog available in basically any subscription format. I run a CineKink community on LiveJournal, then post back from there to CineKinkster to up my Technorati links. I submit to various blog carnivals whenever I have a relevant post (yay, Viviane’s Sex Carnival!). I push links to the CineKink page on MySpace and include them wherever I can in our email updates.
Mostly, though, I’m still just getting up to speed on much of this – and look forward to your workshop for help in sussing it all out. That, along with – what’s it called – how to “monetize�
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Sex-radical feminist and sociologist Elizabeth Wood writes at Sex in the Public Square.
1. I started blogging on June 27, 2006, not quite a year ago. Coincidentally that is my mother’s birthday and she has been a regular reader of my blog (and occasional commenter!) from the start. I started because I wanted a way to write short reactions to news articles about sex, or sexuality, without derailing myself from the book I’ve been working on. In other words, it was a place to put ideas that didn’t fit into the book but that were on my mind and that I didn’t want to lose track of. As it happens, the blog has turned into a significant project of it’s own and I’m thinking about expanding it into a larger web site that would create a real online “public square” for discussion and activism around sexuality and sex-related policy.
2. There are lots of things I like about blogging. I like the discussions that start in the comments area of posts. I like the ability to publish something immediately. I like the independence of blogging. One of the best things about blogging is that anyone can publish whatever the want (and of course that is one of the hazards of blogs as well!). I like the connections that blogging facilitates. I’ve met some fascinating people whose paths I’d never have crossed were it not for the blog.
3. Blogging has turned into a pretty major way of connecting with people. That surprised me at first! Through my blog I have met authors of books that I’ve mentioned, I met the Perverts’ Saloon folks, I’ve connected online with people around the US and around the world.
4. My blog is hosted on a free service, WordPress.com. Generally speaking I’ve been very happy with WordPress.com but recently I’ve been dismayed by the unsystematic way that they deal with content that gets reported as “mature.” I posted about this here, here, and here.
5. I don’t do a lot to promote my blog. I tag entries, but just with tags I generate myself. (Of course lots of these are tags other people use, too.) One of the things I like about WordPress.com is that it generates “global tag pages” for any tag created by a user. So when I use the tag “sex” my post goes on a WordPress tag page with all the other WordPress blog posts tagged “sex.” I don’t use Technorati tags only because I don’t know how! I do sometimes comment on other peoples’ blogs and I have a blogroll that links to blogs I read and that I recommend to others. I recently joined MyBlogLog after you and Susan Mernit both recommended it. I’ve been meaning to join BlogHer.org but haven’t gotten to it yet. But the greatest promotion of my blog has been done by readers. Occasionally readers have posted a piece from my blog on Reddit.com and that has brought lots of traffic, and several new regular readers.
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To promote her two new books, She’s on Top: Erotic Stories of Female Dominance and Male Submission and He’s on Top: Erotic Stories of Male Dominance and Female Submission, Rachel Kramer Bussel is doing a virtual book tour.
Over 30 blogs will be blogging on the themes of dominance and submission, writing about these two books and featuring excerpts. Complete info about the virtual book tour is here. I’m pleased to be first up (even if it is April Fools’ Day).
Kinky Book Tour participants: please note that I am using these Technorati tags/Blogger.com categories for this post (Click on each link to be taken to view the Technorati posts):
It’d help a lot if you did so too, so our posts all show up in the same categories on Technorati.
Now, here’s an excerpt from Saskia Walker’s story “The Inner Vixen.” Enjoy!
The Inner Vixen
by Saskia Walker
Daniel is kneeling before me. I walk around him, my paces measured, my long leather boots making a quiet but insistent sound as they brush together. They’re all I’m wearing. Daniel is stripped to the waist, his arms cuffed behind him. I’m admiring his body, so leanly muscular as he kneels on the floor before me, resting on his haunches, his torso upright and proud. As I consider the fact that he is mine, my willing pet, power plumes through me. As if it were a heady sexual elixir, I thrive on it. My core tightens and my sex grows damper with each passing moment.
His head moves imperceptibly as he watches me, and I revel in his adoring gaze. His cock is hard inside his faded black jeans, but I know he likes that confinement, just as he likes his wrists bound behind his back while I survey him. He’s so alert, so taut with restrained desire. I feel it pouring out of him and it empowers me more.
As I walk on, circling him, I reach over, pull a chair close behind him, and sit. Over his shoulder, I see our reflection in the mirror. He’s looking too, and it’s the perfect image of woman and lover. I trace one hand down his back. His muscles ripple and I know he’s longing for more, for a more vivid assault on his senses: the whip. Making him wait, I sit back in the chair, lift my foot, and rest one stiletto heel between his shoulder blades, edging him forward. He pivots against it and groans aloud, his body arched. I know just how much pain he wants, how much he needs. My body responds to his reaction, heat rising to the surface of my skin. My inner vixen is revving up to full throttle, the essential me—the inner woman that Daniel recognized and introduced me to.
“How did you know that I would respond?” I asked him the night we met.
“I saw her, your inner vixen. I wanted to know her. I wanted to experience her.”
So did I.
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