December 16, 2015


Tell me it’s wrong the scarlet nails my son sports or the toy
store rings he clusters four jewels to each finger.

He’s bedecked. I see the other mothers looking at the star
choker, the rhinestone strand he fastens over a sock.
Sometimes I help him find sparkle clip-ons when he says
sticker earrings look too fake.

Tell me I should teach him it’s wrong to love the glitter that a
boy’s only a boy who’d love a truck with a remote that revs,
battery slamming into corners or Hot Wheels loop-de-looping
off tracks into the tub.

Then tell me it’s fine—really—maybe even a good thing—a boy
who’s got some girl to him,
and I’m right for the days he wears a pink shirt on the seesaw in
the park.

Tell me what you need to tell me but keep far away from my son
who still loves a beautiful thing not for what it means—
this way or that— but for the way facets sets off prisms and
prisms spin up everywhere

and from his own jeweled body he’s cast rainbows—made every
shining true color.

Now try to tell me—man or woman—your heart was ever once
that brave.

Victoria Redel


Step 1. This is the hardest step: No orgasm of any kind for a long time. At least a week is needed with no release. You will probably need 2-4 weeks for you to be successful the first time.

Step 1 is the hardest step to achieve. For us to be successful at this the first time, Evan went approximately 3 weeks without ejaculating. That was a really long time! I know that there are lots of people that have gone longer, but this was difficult for him. He was used to ejaculating once or twice a day for years and years. He would sometimes go 2 or 3 days without ejaculating, but those were unusual times: he gets super horny if he hasn’t ejaculated in 3 days. So this was difficult for him.

And when I say no release, I mean no release at all. After some experience now, I think that so-called “edging” is too dangerous to risk release. Any time you release any sperm at all, even just a bit of pre-cum or one squirt in a partial release, then you have to re-fill that before you can milk well. For example, on one early occasion – maybe our third or fourth milking session ever – I was edging Evan, and he accidentally shot one stream of come. This was definitely not a full come: I stopped early enough to stop that. But a lot of come came out. When we tried milking the next day, nothing came out at all. Our guess is that the big early shot of come is what I would have been milked out if he hadn’t let that go the previous day. So my advice is no edging. Now, when I want to milk Evan, I try to keep sexual contact with him to a minimum for days in advance. That is, I don’t touch his penis for long at all. It’s fine to touch it until it’s hard, but then I leave it alone. (Of course, this does not stop me from getting oral pleasure from Evan: it’s just him who needs to be denied for milking to work.)

tep 2. Find a firm dildo to massage your prostate with. Perhaps you can use your finger(s) instead. We weren’t successful with fingers however, possibly because my fingers cannot reach deep enough to massage the right spot. We use the red “more” feeldoe dildo.

I like this dildo for milking because it’s smooth, and firmer than most dildos. (I realize that these dildos are expensive, but they are good. We are not paid in any way by this company, and we recommend them. I see that they now have a “stout” version: I would have got that one if it had been available when we bought ours. Evan likes a thick one in his behind.)

or us, this means that Evan gives himself an enema, or I give him an enema. This takes a while: he takes 2 quarts of plain warm water, or sometimes water with a bit of white vinegar, or sometimes water with a bit of mild hand soap. I fill him up, while he is kneeling in the bathtub, and then have him hold it for a few minutes. I plug his bottom with an anal plug to hold the water in during this period. I time the hold so that it’s 5-10 minutes (depending on how he feels: I don’t want to do him any damage), and then he releases the water after I leave. We wait for 1 hour or more for the water to clean him out. Then he is nice and clean, and ready for his milking.

Step 4. Find a comfortable position for being pegged (butt-fucked). We have mostly used positions where Evan is kneeling on the bed, or where he stands up and bends over. And occasionally I have milked him on our spanking bench (which is a great place for milking). I have seen that others get pegged while on their backs. I imagine that this would work too, but we haven’t done this. We like a position from which the semen can drip down and catch in a container, so this means that Evan has to be bent over.

Step 5. Using lots of lubricant, insert the dildo into the anus. Take your time to get it in comfortably.

Step 6. Aim the dildo at the prostate. The prostate is a little round soft thing in his rectum, underneath the base of the penis. This picture is from the wikipedia page on prostatic massage:

Step 6: Now just simply massage the prostate with the head of the dildo, applying some pressure. Do this firmly and smoothly, back and forth over the prostate. (But don’t bang into it hard: the prostate is a sensitive part of the body. According to the wikipedia page, you shouldn’t do this “vigorously” but I don’t know how to define “vigorous”. Apply common sense here: if it hurts, don’t do it.)

When I do this using the feeldoe, the feeldoe is aimed down, not up in its normal fucking position. I find it easiest to use the head of the dildo penis aimed in this way to massage the prostate most efficiently.

Simply repeat step 6 until you get some seminal fluid dripping out of the head of the penis. For us, it takes a while for the seminal fluid to flow, approximately a minute or so of massaging. The massage should feel really strange (according to Evan): it should feel like you need to go to the bathroom in some weird way, maybe like needing to pee or maybe like needing to defecate. Unless it hurts, then just relax and try to enjoy these feelings. As long as you have cleaned yourself well (using the enema), you shouldn’t worry about defecating. Evan also tells me that he feels very submissive to me at this point, when I am massaging his prostate: apparently it’s when he feels most submissive to me. He gets very quiet and subdued: not alpha male at all. As you might imagine, I like this very much.

Listen to your partner during this process: massage in a place that feels the strangest to him. Evan tells me when I hit a spot that feels really strange, and then I massage over and over on that spot. After a little while, he often can feel when the semen is going to start to flow, and he tells me. The flow starts as a rapid series of drops – often a little spurt of a few drops at once – and then a steady flow of one drop every few seconds, drip, drip, drip. I usually milk Evan for about 5-8 minutes. At this point, the drips have basically stopped. Then I often turn the dildo so that it has the normal side up, and I peg Evan deeply for a couple more minutes, just because it’s fun for both of us to do this. I like it when he moans his adoration of me during all of this process. Sometimes he will say “thank you, maam” every time I push deeply on his prostate or penetrate him. It’s good to be appreciated.

Some information on the internet that I have found claims that for milking to work successfully, one needs to be in the right state of mind. The author of these articles seems to think that the process is part mental on the part of the milkee. We don’t think that this is correct: we think that milking is a purely physiological process: if your prostate is filled with overflow semen, and if you massage it right, then you will necessarily be milked. This is certainly true for Evan: if Evan is in a ready state for milking (backed up for a week or more), then if I then follow the steps above, he will be milked of his excess semen, no matter what his mental state (that is, whether he wants this to happen or not).

Step 7: Clean up. We put a little dish or a cup below Evan’s penis during the milking process, to catch all the semen (the milk!). We also sometimes film this process. When watching the film, Evan has counted how many drops he typically produces. Depending on how recently he has ejaculated before, he will produce somewhere between 30 and 60 drops of semen. This can end up being equivalent to a pretty substantial come load. Once the milking process is completed, I make sure that Evan drinks this down. This is the one time when Evan doesn’t mind drinking his own semen: getting milked has basically no effect on his sexual excitement level. After milking, he is still as horny as when we started.

Often after milking, we will have sex one or more times. Evan ejaculates about a usual amount (substantially) even right after milking. This is one of the reasons that we think that the milking process only taps into an overflow pool of semen: there is another pool of semen in deep somewhere else, which is never tapped by the milking process.

Note that there is no reason for the man to be erect during this process. I rarely touch Evan’s penis during this procedure, and he doesn’t either. Sometimes he gets hard, because if he hasn’t come in 1-3 weeks, he is excited about anything remotely sexual (and this definitely is sexual). But I don’t touch his penis during the process. It just dangles there, dripping. It’s a beautiful thing to watch! I hope that through the information I provide here, more people can have experience with it.


Remove my panties

December 16, 2015


Then I had Celia remove my panties, again slowly and sensuously, very seductive on her knees in front of me. I had to punish her for getting too eager about sniffing my cunt, slapping her upturned face while she promised to behave herself. I told her to do nothing she was not told to do.

Dossie Easton and Janet W. Hardy
The New Topping Book


She was beautiful. Quite the most beautiful woman Alex had ever seen. But it wasn’t just her beauty. What he loved most about her was the way she suffered.

He had been horrified the first time. He’d felt the stirring in his loins and then the growing hardness in his trousers. A sidelong glance at his mate Josh, whose film it was, then some uncomfortable shifting.

“Holy shit,” Josh said with a laugh as the freak in the lab coat cut off one of Yuki’s fingers.

She screamed, her beautiful mouth stretched open, her slanted eyes as wide as they would go. She screamed. Josh laughed. Alex got hard.

“Yeah,” he said, to say something. Then he squirmed as Yuki’s torture continued and his erection grew.

Oh, how she suffered.

That night he’d wanked himself silly over the image of her terrified, pleading face. He didn’t dare go as far as imagining himself pinning her down on the filthy mattress in the basement room, fisting a hand in her long black hair and telling her how he would take her to bits, piece by piece. No, he didn’t dare…

Thana Niveau
Guinea Pig Girl

plunge blindly into the abyss

December 16, 2015


Witches, like saints, are solitary stars that shine with a light of their own; they depend on nothing and no one, which is why they have no fear and plunge blindly into the abyss with the assurance that instead of crashing to earth, they will fly back out. They can change into birds and see the world from above, or worms to see it from within, they can inhabit other dimensions and travel to other galaxies, they are navigators on an infinite ocean of consciousness and cognition.

Isabel Allende

peeing in a cup…?

December 16, 2015


I had definitely never heard of anyone peeing in a cup and leaving it in their own office on a bookshelf to evaporate and be absorbed back into their body through the pores on their face.

Tina Fey


December 16, 2015


My Book of Shadows

December 16, 2015


Thousands of years ago, the Sumerians created a legendary collection of invocations to the Goddess, ordaining their magical corpus of poetry and songs a “Book of Shadows.” Over time, Book of Shadows has come to refer to a Witch’s journal, a record of spiritual wisdom, a diary of spells, songs, chants, rituals, and invocations. This is my Book of Shadows, the story of my first encounter with the ancient ways of the Goddess. It is the true story of a modern woman’s spiritual journey into a realm long forgotten by Western culture. It is a chronicle of discovery, challenge, and transformation.

Over the past two decades, as a High Priestess and a teacher of the Old Religion, I have found when I mention the word Witch, it often brings to people’s minds images of hurly-burly hags casting spells, licentious young women consorting with the devil, and wizards commanding supernatural demons to appear. On the lighter side, they might think of glamorous Veronica Lake in I Married a Witch, sexy Kim Novak in Bell, Book and Candle, or the adorable TV Witches in Bewitched and Sabrina lending some desperately needed excitement, as well as some unexpected morality, to the American suburbs. Or perhaps they will remember, with a child’s delight, The Wizard of Oz and Glinda, the Good Witch of the North, who tells young Dorothy the power to find her happiness, and her way home, has been with her all along. This last image comes closest to capturing the real and unknown truth about Witchcraft.

Like most people, there was a time when I thought Witches existed only in the realm of make-believe. Whether they were real, and whether they actually had magical powers, were not questions I even considered as a philosophy student at Brown University, and certainly not later as a young practicing Manhattan attorney. After all, why would a well-educated, professional woman be interested Witches, let alone willingly become one?

Phyllis Curott
Book of Shadows

goofy grin on his ashen face

December 16, 2015


Rupert pushed a finger into the hole that had been crudely drilled into his forehead and gave the frontal lobe of his brain a prod. It felt good. He smiled a simple sort of smile and prodded again; this time it made him feel naughty and that put a goofy grin on his ashen face. He ambled down the corridor studying the numbers on the closed doors. When he reached his own room he pulled his finger out, sniffed it, tasted it,and then flicked the squidgy brain matter onto the carpet before entering.

Gary Power