The Shield

He stands by lamplight, black wool pulled tight agenst the cold..

Waiting for her..

Damp wind turns cobwebs into gossamer nets, a click… watch hands glint, revealed from golden case…

She is late..

Tap tap tap… the heels betray her presence as she steps into lamps halo,

She is wearing red…

Vermillion clings to her like a lover, ruby lips stammer words of apology…

She knows… he knows…

He turns from her, boots scrape on stone.. with trepidation she follows..

Silance speaks for him…

The empty street, the oaken door, all a blur of walking dream…

Her mind quavers..

A quick turn.. a knee between her legs, lifting her, pinning her against the wall, a crushing kiss…

Muffled moan echoes in the hall…

He steps back… fingers entwined in hair.. he leads her, drags her.. into darkened room..

The smell of wax, iron and amber..

He pulls her up.. her eyes reflect the large round spartan shield.. placed neatly on the table….

He speaks…

“With your shield….” her eyes widen with realization… her voice shakes.. “or on it…”

A grin touches his lips…

Delicate hands unfasten straps… vermillion reveals ivory… the rustle of silk on the floor…

Desire and fear hang heavy…

He lifts her.. placing her apon the shield.. back arched.. chill metal ridges indent her skin.. her breath is short…

From within his coat, the rope….

Arms strech.. bound to legs beneath the table.. chest heaves in anticipation…

A bead of sweat, the room is warm..

The darkness of velvet steals her light.. silken ribbon to steal her voice.. clink… the sound of a belt buckle..

He smiles at his work..

Leather touches skin.. drawn carefully across her.. thigh.. belly.. chest…neck…

Her skin remembers it’s touch…

She fears… and hopes…

A soft breath of air foretells fire…

Chest heaves… arching… twisting..

He knows well his craft…

The leather sings…. so does she…

She regrets, but his arm does not waver..

The fire spreads.. burning.. consuming…

No escape.. no salvation… no more fears.. no more worries…

Only him… only her…

Then a gentle hand.. from the knee.. upward.. closer.. closer..

Her world turns white…

Arms strain agenst the rope.. body shakes.. a sobbing cry of pleasure…

Knots undone, lay scattered…

He holds her.. wraped in woolen comfort..her head buried in his chest…

He speaks…

“I am your shield.. lay yourself apon me… and I will hold back hell in your name..”

Best wishes-SirHanz

Simple Man

As I sit on the porch with a warm cup in my hand.

The cool morning air, a gentle touch on my cheek.

I feel peaceful, I feel like a simple man.

From beneath the far flung trees the sun begins to peek.

It doesn’t take much to being me joy.

A caress or the sound of contented sigh.

A clever idea that I may employ.

Or pressed against me the warmth of a womans thigh.

In the mist of mind neither thought nor plan.

The world wakes, and I with it.

I feel like a simple man.

Well folks, it’s friday.. the mad scrabble of the week is almost over for most of you. So relax and wind down.. take a little extra time today to enjoy the simple things that you usually take for granted or overlook in your hectic dash to get things done.

The shadows under the tree are beautiful. Have a seat in the grass and close your eyes.. listen to the quietest sound you can hear.. smell the breeze.. feel the grass beneath you… and smile. If you look for it.. there is joy in the world.

Wishing you all the best -SirHanz

Knowing and Understanding

Gather round folks, time for another installment of “things I feel like talking about ”

Today’s chapter… the difference between knowing and understanding.

But first a joke.

A sub is sweeping the floor, but she has the broom turned sideways and it’s not working vary well. Another sub comes over and explains how to sweep and even shows her an example. The first sub goes right back to trying to sweep with the edge of the broom. The helpful sub “no no no! Here, I will show you again..” she demonstrates again and hands the broom back. The first sub starts sweeping with the edge of the broom again. A dom walks over, grabs the broom from the sub, hits her three times on the ass with it and yells “do it right!” The sub immediately starts sweeping correctly. The helpful sub “I just showed you how to do that! Why didn’t you listen to me!” The first sub “well you didn’t explain it like he did!”

This is a tough one to put into words. How can you know something and not understand it? Let’s put this in the context of a sub who has been given instruction on a particular task. They may remember the task and the steps they need to complete to finish it… and that’s knowing. But understanding? Let’s look at what that would require. Do they know why they are being told to do the task? How does the task serve their dom? What will they learn from doing this? How will they feel when they are done? How will the dom feel? Ect..

Answer all those deeper questions and you have understanding. See the difference? It is knowing to memorize. But this in itself doesn’t bring understanding. We should always be seeking those deeper layers. Thinking about things that we know from different angles and slowly changing that knowledge to understanding.

And now you know. But ask yourself, do I understand?

Cooken der tatters

Der chickie vert ter tatter? Bork bork.

Uuup, der tatter en der choppen, und der two pownder tatters.

Chop, bork, in der bowl.

Ern, der oil der tatters. Bork bork.

Tossen der tatters vert der oil.

Salt, bork, gerlec purder, bork bork.

Ern der pan sperd der tatters.

Ern der uven fer ferty tic tock, un der hot hot fer vifty. Bork bork.

Eaten der tatters bork!

Mental health in bdsm

This is something I have had some experience with so I thought I would share a few of my observations and maybe even a little advice.

As a dominant I have seen and talked with a whole gambit of different submissives. Some are perfectly healthy normal people that happen to enjoy bdsm. But I would guess anywhere from 20 to 35% have some mental illness or trauma that they are dealing with.

Bdsm as a form of self harm.

You often hear about people with depression or anxiety disorders using self harm as a coping mechanism. This is obviously not healthy. If someone you know is depressed and is cutting themselves is that ok? Of course not. So why is it ok for them to get whipped and brused instead?

Knowing the true motivations of a submissive can make all the difference in the world. Do they want to get whipped because they enjoy it? Or is it a way to cover up haveing to feel depressed or dealing with trauma? These are the questions we need to understand as dominants. If you care about a submissive who is dealing with these issues our first reaction as dominants is to “fix” them. This almost never ends well. The best we can do to be in control of the situation is to help them find a good therapist and then support them or even reward them for doing well and makeing healthy choices. A sub that is feeling anxious or a little down and needs a spanking to help them focus is one thing… depression and anxiety disorders are another. Learn to recognize the difference. I myself will not allow myself to be used as a substitute for self harm. They often will just seek it from someone else who doesn’t care but they are adults and that is their choice to make. If they want help then I am here. And if they are more healthy mentally and still want to play i would enjoy that.

There are many within the lifestyle that have experienced clinical depression or traumatic events that have lead to mental health issues. I myself am one of them. The first thing to know is you can’t fix them. You can only fix yourself. The second thing is that you can absolutely make things worse. So if someone wants help.. great. Help them find it. If not… be wise enough to not make things worse.

Remember, take things slow.. get to know them before you play.. it supposed to be fun! Dont ruin it by jumping in before you know if there are sharks in the pool.

Best wishes -SirHanz

Man rules.

1. If I am wearing it…. it’s a napkin.

2. Every tool in the toolbox is a hammer. Except the screwdriver, and that’s a pry bar.

3. If the trash can is not full and you ask me to take it out.. I will forget.

4. If I cook, you do dishes.

5. Never ask if we think your fat. It’s a trap and no matter what we say we look like an ass.

6. If it itches… it will be scratched. Deal with it.

7. Let us oggle. We are going to look anyway, its genetic.

8. Ask for what you want. Hints of any kind do not work. Just say it!

9. If something we said can be interpreted in two ways and one makes you sad or angry, we ment the other one.

10. If we ask what’s wrong the answer should never be “nothing “

Pop Culture Submissives

This is something I have been wanting to write about for some time. With all the bdsm literature out there and the 50 shades movies, the idea of submission has moved into mainstream popular culture. The way I see it there are two big problems with this.

First is the portrail of what being a submissive is like. Almost always it is a bit of spanking, some restraints and sex. The problem comes when they read or see this and suddenly think they are a submissive because they like the idea of what they have read or seen in the movies. They talk with their friends about it, throw around some terms they googled like 24/7 or power exchange, and think that they want a dominant. It reminds me of high school… one of the popular girls one day starts dressing like a goth. A week later every “popular ” girl in the school is dressed in black and writing bad moodie poetry. To them it’s a fad. And that is fine for them if that is as far as it goes. The problem occurs when they start getting into the bdsm community. They love the idea of bdsm, but have no interest in the hard work it takes to be a good submissive. A real submissive LOVES that work. I know.. I know… who am I to define what a real submissive is.. right? Well it’s not me who decides the definition.

Ok I am going to take a side road here for a second to talk about words. When a word is defined and has an agreed apon set definition and then you use it to mean something else in your collage English class what do you think would happen? Will the teacher congratulate you? Or will you get an F? Words have meaning. And yes that can change over time, but can you call yourself a professional chef just because you watch a lot of food network?

Allright.. back to the topic at hand.

Second It is hard enough already to find someone, dom or sub in the bdsm community that matches what you are looking for in a partner. Now throw a bunch of pop culture subs and doms in the mix that have no idea what bdsm is really about but all claim to be experts. Haveing to sort through these is a huge pain in the ass for those that understand the difference.

There are those that start off as pop culture subs or doms that get into it and realize they are in over their head but honestly want to learn. These can often be a wonderful addition to any community if given proper care and information. But they are rare. Usually when a pop sub or dom gets in over their head they blame those around them for their own failure. They can be vary destructive and cause good subs and doms to leave a community rather than deal with them.

Ok.. enough ranting for now..

Always be open to learning and you will go far.

Best wishes -SirHanz

Just a peek

Oh.. the things in my head some days…

Here is just a peek at the odd things that go on up there throughout the day.

I woke up this morning tired, mild headache from allergies, still a bit turned on from a nice dream and thought.. I wonder what it would be like to go back to bed and fall asleep getting a blowjob….I wonder, could this be a new thing? The “nap job”?

Sipping my tea on the couch, reading blogs.. a thought occurs to me. How long has it been since I have seen a sub get rope drunk?

Driving to work, a nice looking lady in the car beside me smiles at me. I wonder.. does she just like my hat?

Lunch.. sandwich and chips… why do they put a health warning on cigarettes but not on the huge dildos and plugs?

Working, eat a dick sun. Gawd I am tired…

Hmm.. is it ironic if ice cube gets heat stroke?

Home, gotta make food so I dont wake up starving at 4am… passed out for an hour in recliner instead. Was woken by dog jumping on nuts.

Time for bed, this room could use some flowers. And a naked submissive. Maybe a dimmer bedside lamp as well… seriously too bright in here. I wonder what goes better with the decor… redhead… or burnett.

Heat.

I fucking hate….. heat. I have a high metabolism and my normal body temperature runs slightly high because of it. Combine that with the fact my body does not shed heat well and I get uncomfortable at 80 degrees if there is no breeze to carry away the heat. At 90 to 95… I am miserable, it’s not hot enough to get rid of the humidity but hot enough to make me cook. High humidity prevents sweat from evaporating and keeps the body from cooling itself. At 100 degrees the humidity at ground level drops because the water rises. I am actually more comfortable at 100 than a humid 90. There are only a few exceptions, one is atics. The heat and humidity both get trapped up there, and there is no airflow to carry the heat away from your body. At 100 degrees it is 130 in the atic with 90% humidity. That shit will kill you if your not careful. And for me? It’s worse.

Most of my work is generally outside, so summers in Texas are brutal for me. Today there is a heat advisory with temperatures on the heat index of 113 expected and it got me thinking… using the environment for bdsm is totally a thing! Up north it’s the cold, snow and ice can have soooo many uses.

But down here in texas…. its heat. Burning hot metal… sweat… sunburn.. your sub misbehaving? Just have them stand outside nude for 2-3 hours. You dont have to spank them to turn their ass pink. Or have them sit naked on the black metal folding chair you left to bake in the sun all day. Get creative.. yes.. heat sucks. But its slightly more bearable if it sucks more for someone else.

Stay cool and dont sweat it. -SirHanz

Yoga Pants

Firstly, let me Express my sincere thanks to whom ever invented this and made it ok for ladies to walk around in public showing off their assets.

Second, why would you wear them to work? I asked a coworker at the yoga center where I cook sometimes. The conversation went like this…

Me “just wanted to make shure you knew… I can totally see your underwear though your yoga pants”

her “yah I know”

me “you realize you are a walking sexual harassment lawsuit waiting to happen. It’s like if I look I am fired for harassment, if I don’t look I am lying cuz I cant not look.”

Her ” they are just comfortable, and i like to be comfortable when i am working ”

Me *facepalm * “you are killing me here. What if i get distracted and burn myself? Or add too much salt?”

Her “dont do that”

So what have we learned..

1. Fine for around the house.

2. Great if you want to be eye candy.

3. Yes. If they have a print on them or are a light color I can see your thong.

4. Please dont wear them to work. The job is hard enough without accidents happening or being fired for looking at your ass.

5. Seriously… it’s like your not wearing pants. If you wear them in public you are not allowed to give men the evil eye for looking at your legs and ass when you walk around.

Ok rant over. Just for research purposes I am going to need you to pick up the pennies on the floor without bending your knees. Do it for science.