Anticipation

Its Saturday night, I have already done my exercise for the day and now I am board. . . . . So why not talk about bondage?😁 what shall we look at tonight.. how about… anticipation.

This can be both a wonderful thing ( butterfly’s before meeting someone you like) or a torture. (You know you did wrong, your dom knows.. but hasn’t done anything….. yet…) sometimes it can even make the actual punishment seem like a relief (dom said that they would punish you for your behavior… next week…and didnt tell you what your punishment was to be).

It can be the carrot (in a bdsm context this has a whole new meaning) or the stick (same meaning, different flavor)

You can anticipate a fun play time, or anticipate a punishment. And a skillful dom can use it like a surgeon to reshape behavior and focus the submissive on their submission.

Want your sub to stop doing something? Tell them you will not talk to them until you feel they are properly sorry for what they have done. Double whammy. They anticipate the relief when you finaly talk to them again. And they squerm because they dont know how long that will be or what they will have to do to make it right. Sadistic? Yer damm right. But like with any sadistic behavior you have to be careful how and to who you apply it. Some submissives respond well to it some do not and it can be crippling if applied to the wrong type of personality. Just one of the many reasons it is so incredibly important to get to know your sub.

Anticipating my next post?

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-SirHanz

Diet. Day 1.

Soo.. fail. Had tacos. Well.. they were fryed portabella mushroom and pickled carrot with avocado tacos.. so not too bad.. but… it was both fried food and tacos all at once. So.. not so bad? . . . . . . . I can hear you laughing at me. 😑😏 ah! But I made up for it! 20min on the elliptical should balance the calories from 2 tacos. . . . And a coke. 180 calories in a coke? Are you shitting me? Fuck! Back to the elliptical. . . . In a bit.. maybe.. fuck it, I will just have a salad tomorrow and feel good about my body image in the morning. Tonight I want a beer. Anyone know how many calories are in a hefeweizen? And do I count the lemon wedge?

Also.. how the hell can every other profile on tinder be a pic of some lady working her ass of in a gym and still claim they are not a masochist? You are literally torturing yourself to look good. I think that’s awsome but let’s not lie to ourselves. A gym is a trick played apon lady’s by a vary clever sadist. “Hay! I have an idea.. ladys will actually pay us to torture themselves if we tell them it will make them more attractive ” brilliant. Fucking genius level sadisum.

*facepalm* and I am just as big a sucker as any of them. Time for crunches and pushups. Worst part is I cant even cheat and not do as many even though no one is watching because dammit I would know.

Bettering myself with vitriol -SirHanz

Update: my little workout buddy cookie helped by laying on my chest while I did crunches.. and biteing my chin. Helped with pushups by encouraging me by biteing my ankles and trying to hump my leg. . . You know.. so I would have to do them while shaking him off.

The eclipse

Black leather creaks, he carefully spreads the oil.

Metal clicks softly as he cleans his tools…

Rope in a coil, whip and crop..

Thin chain, clips and cuffs..

All made ready… all placed just so,

For the moon is rising…

Candle light dances, the scent of amber..

A quiet knock, she is here..

Gentle pressure.. his hands weave patterns of moonlight as they bind and twist,

Leather tightens.. rope bites flesh.. she shudders, exquisite in her anticipation…

He steps back.. eyes follow the curves of his creation.. she is perfect…

And the light shifts, silver turning to honey… he raises the whip..

His hand falls, trails of fire and passion etched on skin and mind..

A cry torn from pleasure and agony escapes into the night..

And honey turns to crimson..

He takes her there.. in the place where thoughts have no meaning..

Time is lost… he bends to kiss jeweled salt from her lips..

Breath on her ear.. a whisper.. “good girl”..

And she is free.

Best wishes -SirHanz

Kink 103

And now we come to number three on my kink list…

The high heel shoe.

Now this is not a shoe fetish as much as the effect a woman wearing them presents.

I am not going to list all the great different types of high heels.. you already know them. They come in so many styles and shapes that we could be here listing them for days.

Instead let’s look at the effects they have on a womans body. They tighten the leg muscles causing the calf and thigh to appear more shapely. The ass tightens and relaxes to a greater degree as a woman walks in them giving it an alluring look. And they are usually uncomfortable to wear. That’s where the bdsm and kink aspect comes in.

I have already said that I am a sadist. So haveing a submissive walk around in something uncomfortable that makes her legs look amazing pleases me on sooo many different levels. And the more uncomfortable or hard to walk in they are.. the more I enjoy it. Part of this comes from the visual appeal and part from the knowledge that she is doing something difficult, uncomfortable, or painful just to please me. That kind of devotion is incredibly sexy. And one of the best parts for me is that I didnt ask the submissive to wear them. They did it all on their own just for my enjoyment.

So next time a dominant asks you to dinner and you want to impress.. a short skirt with 5 inch heels, or if you have them.. ballet heels.. will definitely make them happy.

Best wishes -SirHanz

Time

Let me start by freely admitting that I am a sadist and want to hurt your brain a little. So sit back.. brace yourself.. and know that somewhere out there I am having a little laugh knowing that you are reading this.

I have always had an interest it time. What is time? How does it affect our lives?

Let’s start with the basics. Time is a function of two things. Entropy and memory. We measure time by looking at the changes in the world around us, we remember what things were like before and measure the rate of change… and presto… you have time. We track that change in the form of clocks and recordings. But why do we do that? Primarily because memory is flawed, we need a reference point to understand the passage of time. Before clocks we had the sun and the seasons.

What could be so mind bending about that you ask? Well… the kicker is this… memory.

Memory is flawed. As is our perception based on it. As in “gawd.. that test took forever! ” or “it’s over already? But we just started! “.

Did time speed up or slow down? No? Are you shure? If your whole concept of the passage of time is based around your experience of things moving or changing and all change happens at a certain measurable rate how would you know if time moved faster or slower? Only by observing from a perspective not effected by time could you notice time speeding up or slowing down. And since this is not possible because we ourselves are within and affected by time it is impossible for us to persevere changes in the rate that time passes. If time moves faster then everything moves faster. Our perception of time included. So we would not notice any change.

Ok.. you got all that? Feel the headache comeing on? Oh.. but I am not done…

As the theory of relativity explains, time and space are linked. When something moves at a speed close to that of light the time of the object slows down relative to the passage of time for slower moving objects. It’s the classic scifi trope of spaceship flying close to the speed of light comes back to earth thinking an hour has passed and finds the earth ruled by techno nazi’s or something. Relative mass also increases as you approach the speed of light. Time is also affected by gravity. We see this in the warping of spacetime around a black hole. So how do we know if the reverse is also true? That gravity is affected by time? I believe it is.. and I can prove it. Time moves faster and slower and we dont notice. However.. time moving faster also affects gravity. Just as an objects speed affects time. And that’s why it’s hard to drag yourself out of bed after a long night.

Wait for it…. and…. yup.. there it is… told you I was going to hurt your brain.

Best wishes -SirHanz

The Kind Sadist.

I recently had a thought provoking conversation with a sub and wanted to delve a little deeper into the subject.

A little background before I get into it..

I grew up in a vary anti violence home. My father is Buddhist and mother is Quaker. Both practice meditation and mindfulness. So it struck me how odd it was that the son (me) is a dominant with sadistic tendencies.

Yes.. I am a kind and caring person. And I think that I get a lot of that from how I was raised. But where did the sadist part come from? It has always been a part of me so I know it did not grow out of the abuse I have suffered. Though that may have made it stronger. And let me clarify.. when I say sadist I dont mean I tortured cats or something. I have only ever been interested in causing pain and discomfort to someone who wants and enjoys that. A subs need is what allows me to act on and enjoy pain. Do I enjoy punishing a sub? Not always… it depends on why they are being punished. The old saying “this is going to hurt me as much as it hurts you” can definitely be true. But other times… when I know deep down they are craving.. needing that punishment.. tears of frustration and helplessness are incredibly arousing. And Knowing how I like to push a sub I am also a devout practitioner of aftercare.

I always find it interesting whenever I reflect on my own actions and motivations and find such a stark contrast in aspects of my personality. But they somehow mesh together seamlessly.

I can be kind and loveing and that makes me happy. I can be strict and sadistic and it can make me laugh with joy. I am happy helping a friend or teaching something new.

A kind sadist? There are more things in this world horacio then have been drempt of by mortal man.

Best wishes -SirHanz