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Imagine that every Tuesday at 8 p.m. you were required to report to my home. You were allowed to wear whatever you want externally, but you must be wearing a jockstrap underneath.

You know to be on time and freshly showered.

This is your weekly Discipline. This is your opportunity to experience the personal growth that you need.

I greet you at the door with a hug and a warm smile followed by a swift invitation to come inside. Without instruction, you know that you’re expected to remove all of your external clothing and fold It neatly on the table in the living room. Then you get down on your knees and wait silently in the middle of the living room on the soft carpet.

I eventually sit down on the couch and tell you to come over to me. You crawl between my legs. You’ve been here many times before. You know exactly what I’m going to ask. I’m going to ask you about your week thus far. I’m going to ask you if you have gotten to work on time. If you’ve completed your studies. If you cleaned your apartment. If you have been eating well. If you have been exercising. If you have been managing your money. If you have been kind to others. If you have remembered your responsibilities to your family and friends.

I will run my fingers through your hair as you talk. I will make you look in my eyes as you speak. When you answer a question that you know will not be a favorable response to me, I will not allow you to look at the ground. You will look at me and take ownership of your actions.

After we are done with the questions, I always utter a phrase that is similar. You will try harder next week. Or I am pleased with your progress. Or we have a lot to focus on tonight.

It always starts the same way. I ask you to stand up and lay across my lap on the couch. This is where we always begin. I give you a number. It is a number of what I expect you to work on for next week. If I’m less pleased with your responses, it will be a higher number. It would not be unusual to start out at 50.

It would be frustratingly slow. With each smacked of my hand, we would discuss your responses. The goal is never to hurt you, it is to help you learn from your behavior.

After we finish our conversation, I will give you an opportunity to share with me anything else that is on your chest. Anything else that you feel was not up to the standards that you have for yourself and that you know that I have for you.

If you have nothing else, I will allow you to choose what happens next. If you do, I will choose for you.

We will go back to my bedroom where all of my instruments are laid out. In my bedroom we will use the riding crop, the flogger, the paddles, and the belt if necessary. I will allow you to pick if there’s nothing else on your mind. Otherwise any and all of them are my choice.

This is the structure that you need. This is the discipline that you crave. You are not coming to my place to get fucked. You are coming to grow as a person. While I will expect you to say thank you, this is a time between the two of us to help you.

Here’s my advice. Stop looking at it as dirty talk.

When you think of it as dirty talk, you think of it as role-playing. You think of it as fake. You have to force yourself to imitate something. Stop trying to be something you’re not.

Submissives are able to tell when you’re being fake. You need to be who you are. Now you might be reading this as an insult, that’s not what I’m saying.

The best thing that you can do is convey confidence and Authority. You don’t need to try and slip in words like bitch and cocksucker. You need to be firm and authoritative of what you want from your submissive.

I guarantee you that a submissive is so much more turned on when you tell them to get on on the bed and get their ass in the air and to not move until you touch them. Verses telling them that they are a slut.

Okay, folks. So. Tumblr’s jumped the shark in a big way, and I’m not even just talking about indiscriminately blocking all “adult” content on a platform that IS, in fact, primarily 18+.

Many blogs, like the wonderful @blackkatmagic , that are not especially NSFW have vanished.

(And I for one LIKE being able to go to curated porn blogs run by actual people and have a chance of finding stuff to my taste, it was one of the things that kept me on this hellsite, but that’s another issue entirely.)

I know lots of people are talking about migrating, but none of us are sure to where yet. Pillowfort seems to be an option, some people are talking about Twitter. But for now, it’s a mess, and even if we knew where we were going, it’s often a huge process, and a lot of us have stuff on tumblr that ONLY exists there. One possible quick solution to save your blogs, both NSFW and personal, is to import it to WordPress. I found this solution through from frantic googling on how to save an entire blog, text posts an all. There are several apps for downloading all the pictures from a tumblr, (Plently for Windows, but only a few paid ones for mac, of which Tumbelog Picture Downloader is working for me so far) but this is the only solution I’ve seen so far that allows you to save EVERYTHING. I downloaded my NSFW blog in like 10 min. My regular blog, which is significantly larger, is in the process of importing, but I don’t anticipate any problems. I will, of course, update you if I have any.  

This tutorial I found worked really easily. http://quickguide (.) tumblr (.) com/post/39780378703/backing-up-your-tumblr-blog-to-wordpress

I put parenthesis around the .’s like we’re back in FF-Hell, just in case tumblr’s new thing about outgoing links kicks in. You know what to do.  To break it down, just in case:

 Sign up for a WordPress.com account at wordpress (.) com/start You’ll have to create an account, with your email, a username, and a password. They should send you a confirmation email immediately, check it, activate it, and you’re good to go. On the site, it will ask you for a site name. That page asks you a bunch of other information too, but you only have to fill out the site name.

Then you have to give your site a URL. If you’re lucky, your tumblr URL is still available, if not you’ll have to come up with another one, sorry.

It will tell you if that option is still available for free.

Then it will ask you to pick a plan. Free is really good enough, I swear.

Now you’re set up! You can import your tumblr! The only differences from the linked tutorial are that the Import button is now on the first level menu, not in tools.

Hit Import, then you have to follow the link for “other importers”  at the bottom, to find the option for Tumblr.

Then you’ll have to sign in with tumblr, using your normal tumblr credentials. You’ll be redirected there automatically. You’ll have to allow Wordpress permissions on your blog.

Then your blogs, including all your sideblogs, will show up in wordpress.

Hit import, wait a WHILE depending on the size of your blog, and you’re done!

ALSO!!

I made my NSFW blog private for now, since I don’t know WP’s policy on NSFW.

This means that to access it, someone has to have an account and request access. But hey, part of our problem on this hellsite has been people going places they aren’t wanted, so I don’t personally see this as a bad thing. They can send a request from the landing site on your blog, you get an email, click a link in the email, and PRESTO, they have access. To make it private, go to Settings > Reading > Site Visibility. Go back and check, it took me changing the setting twice for it to actually stick. tl;dr, you can import your entire blog to wordpress in just a few steps.  I’m going to tag the hell out of this, in no particular order. PLEASE reblog this and spread the word so people know it’s an option. If you’re having trouble, PM me, and I’m happy to help.

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We always talk about “signs of a terrible Dom” so let’s talk about some signs of an actually good Dom

They ask you about your day: They show compassion and actually want to listen about how your day went

They ALWAYS want to keep fields of communication open: Whether you’re in the middle of a kinky-as-fuck scene or you two are in a heated argument, the means of communication is ALWAYS open. Once you give your safe word, IT IS DONE

Aftercare is a top priority. No matter what this is for you in particular, they put a lot of emphasis on aftercare (cuddling, movie watching, bath time, etc.)

They aren’t afraid to scold you when you actually mess up. Sometimes we fuck up, both with our dynamics or we screwed up something at work or school. Doms will scold you, put also help cheer you up and might even offer ways to make it positive

Sex might be apart of the dynamic, but it’s not the focus. I get the fact some people get involved with other BDSM partners for the sole reason of sex, but outside of those VERY SPECIFIC DYNAMICS, sex is NOT the sole focus. It might be a fun “add on”, but it’s NOT the primary objective (penetrative sex or other forms of sex acts).

They are concerned for your safety, but don’t overdo it. They want you safe, but don’t take it to the paranoid level where they need to track every little thing you do.

They respect your privacy. EVERYONE has secrets (”skeletons in your closest”), even among romantic partners who have been partners for a long time, people have stuff they just don’t feel comfortable confessing every little thing in their life. A respectful Dom understands this and doesn’t need to go spying on you or attempt to invade your privacy (track internet history, track phone usage, track where you’ve been, etc.)

They trust you. A Dom who doesn’t trust you will purposely try to fuck up the relationship/dynamic, they will show severe jealousy, and other negative aspects. A Dom that trusts you will respect YOU as a person as well as you to keep your word on different things.

When disagreements happen, they use constructive language. There is not a healthy relationship on this earth that is 100% argument/disagreement free. However, whenever these do happen, it is NOT a “me against you” style argument (”I WON THE ARGUMENT”, none of that). It is done in a way with minimal accusatory/hurtful statements

So because it seems in the wake of the fucking tragic death of the completely lovely Jack Chapman, (or as Tank as he had been rebranded) there’s a lot of stories coming out about the treatment of Jack from his partner Dylan aka Noodles & Beef. Usually I would never get involved in online drama like this, but this is beyond drama - a good mans life has ended horribly, and I experienced firsthand some highly suspicious and downright unsympathetic behavior from his master/life partner, Dylan at a time when frankly if my life partner had passed away, I’d be inconsolable with grief.

So adding my voice to the chorus for the official record, here’s my account of an exchange I had with Dylan/Noodles yesterday regarding the rumors of Jack’s death with accompanying screenshots.

I have been friends with Jack for a long time and have chatted with Dylan and his other pups on many many occasions. Close enough to them to receive a Christmas card from them last year but not close enough to have met them IRL. That kinda close. Anyway, we heard the terrible news on Monday that a previous employer of Tank had released a letter saying Tank had passed away. Being a friend I was obvs concerned but also knowing the online hate that surrounds those guys - didn’t want to take it as truth immediately. Mutual friends reached out to Dylan’s husband Dan - who assured us all almost immediately that Tank was apparently “fine”. Good news. But a day later the rumors were still around so I reached out to Dylan via Facebook to notify him of these rumors and to suggest to perhaps post a pic of tank happy and healthy to stop the shitty gossip machine. At first Dylan was grossed out and shocked by the news - asking “why is everyone so obsessed with us?!” I said I was happy to hear it wasn’t true and that was it. (Screenshot attached)

An hour later, I get another message from Dylan saying that Tank was actually “rather upset” about the rumours and that he would appreciate I tell him the source of them. (Screenshot attached) When I told him everything I knew and confirmed I couldn’t give him a direct name to follow up with, Dylan became demanding and rude suggesting myself and my friends were spreading the gossip (screenshot attached) and he would let Tank know how awful I am (Screenshot attached) and implied Tank didn’t consider me a friend anymore. (Screenshot attached) Then both noodles and Tank blocked me on all social media. and I considered the dramatic story over.

Two hours later Dylan sent out his oddly delayed newsletter - showing off his modded genitals and rating dance parties and oddly, considering the current rumor about Tank, a joke saying that people were starting rumours about HIS OWN death. (Screenshot attached)

A few hours later, I see the announcement on Facebook - the official statement of Tanks death. And I am gobsmacked. Judging by the timeline of events - the release of the letter from Tank’s ex employers over the weekend (a fact that has since been confirmed direct from the source) - Tank being in hospital and passing away - it would seem Tank passed away sometime over the weekend - 48 hours or more previous to all the above events. Which means instead of Dylan replying to my initial message about the gossip with a confirmation and respectful request for silence on the subject - he was far more concerned with gossip and damage limitation, then lying by pretending to me Tank still alive and was “upset and concerned”, then entering and managing Tanks social media post death to block me, AND encouraging his other pups to lie AND promoting his image via his newsletter whilst making insensitive jokes…it was honestly shocking.

I have never ever witnessed such sociopathic behavior. The loss of a loved one would disable me in every way. This lack of empathy is shocking and it’s for this reason - along with the very public humiliation of Jack in the past from Dylan (that can still be read about here - https://noodlesandreceipts.tumblr.com/) that I am being vocal and posting this in respect for the loss of life of a truly lovely man. This is for the record. The internet never forgets.