She Likes Hemp Bondage Rope
From Keeper and Kept, a ringing endorsement [links died and were removed] of hemp rope:
What came next was the rope. Oh. My. Gawd. If you haven’t tried hemp rope on bare flesh, I highly – VERY, VERY, VERY highly – recommend it. Master is a novice, so He didn’t tie any sailor’s knots (so far as I know) or anything really complicated. He bound each wrist to a corner-of-the-bed restraint, then bound the ends of those ropes together, across my chest. He tied it in a kind of bow in the center of my chests, with long ends dangling. That rope, my God. It’s sooooo sensual. Soft and supple and scratchy and just indescribably delicious. Some people self-identify as spankos; I think I may be a hempo. (Master: More, please! Errr… if that’s not too “topping from the bottom.”)
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You know, there’s an entire weekly podcast devoted to the sensual art of rope bondage–and since I just got back from shibaricon, there’s even more info than normal. Including a talk with the Twisted Monk, of twistedmonk.com , who makes the finest hemp I’ve tried.
Just a couple of suggestions–loved your description. Luscious.
Greydancer, I have to confess I still don’t “get” non-music podcasting. Audio is so linear and so fucking slow. If my hands and eyes are free, I’d much rather be reading, but I can’t read well and listen to talking at the same time. I’m reading pretty much every moment that I’m not sleeping or driving, so when in the hell would I listen to a podcast? My iPod isn’t waterproof enough to use in the shower, so that pretty much limits me to listening in the car. If I had a long commute, then podcasting would make sense to me. Is this supposed to be a medium for commuters only?
Not to dis your podcast — I fully understand that podcasting is hot, and has many fans. I just can’t figure out who they are, or when they find enough time to sit around listening to what is effectively a form of narrow-casted talk radio.
For me, radio is a way of filling the intellectual dead time when my hands or my eyes are occupied, but my brain is not. Since I *hate* that sort of intellectual dead time, I’ve organized my life to minimize it. I’m left wondering who (among the smart blogger types where podcasting took off so fast) had enough of that dead time left in their schedules to take up yet another spoken-word medium.
Good question. I use it on the commute, when I’m folding laundry, doing boring photoshop work, or driving the 2.5 hours to see my lover in Chicago.
Actually, since there is music podcasting too, I think of it less as “more radio” and more like “radio tivo”. For example, I can listen to the Al Franken show, which is 3 hours during the middle of the day, in less than two hours whenever I want, because the podcast has no commercials. Very cool.
On the other hand, i don’t have cable, don’t watch many movies, and so my iPod is my preferred entertainment medium. Well, that and the sound of my wife or my lover moaning in pain and/or ecstasy…
But that’s me. If there’s not time, there’s not time. No offense taken. But still, go see the Monk’s site: it’s great stuff. And I don’t say that just because he’s my sponsor. The rope is great.
Graydancer, if you’d taken a careful look at my blogroll before sharing your link with us, you’d have noticed that The Monk’s rope store is featured in my blogroll. In fact, he’s several times offered to send me samples of his rope for review, though (alas) none has ever arrived.