Sunday, June 16, 2013

Denver Pride

I Love Pride.

I love how all of the differences between us bind us together and how deeply our bond grows when we march together. I value the kinship which brings together the leathermen, the puppies, the drag queens, the lesbians, the queer folk, homosexuals, bisexuals, pansexuals and everyone in between.

This Pride, we stood for something even bigger than all of this. We marched with the symbol of HIV neutrality, a red plus and a minus sign,  painted upon our bodies. Some of us marked our arms, others marked those beautiful, round asses framed scantily by leather, others painted bare chests and backs- but we all stood together. We supported our friends and family in their fight to end the stigma of HIV, to have the freedom to speak openly of their status without fear of judgment and to have the freedom to live and love as they choose. I love these people and support them unconditionally. They are my friends, family and the people I love most in this world and I will fight for their freedoms with everything I have. I am proud of their bravery, their fight and their dedication.

This is Pride for me. The Pride I feel in my heart as I march with my brothers and sisters of every race, religion, sexual identity and status. We are one.

Friday, June 7, 2013

I get feedback too! Here's a letter from a session I had:
                                     
Dear Miss Mina,
  I don't have any friends on this board, but I do remember you vividly. My first session (and I met my ex a little after, so pretty much my last) was with you and you were amazing. The talent you used with the ropes you tied me with were something else. 
  You got me in the zone so quick that I think you thought I wasn't doing well, but I was just in heaven (let me spell this out - HEAVEN) with the butt pounding that you gave me. When you pulled my hair and said that I was your bitch--it was incredible. More than a year after, it still sends shivers down my spine and gives me the shakes. One of the best experiences of my life.
  And God, you are so fucking HOT too. 
  
  Few things in life that we do have an effect that someone will never forget and I'll never forget you.
Hope all is well --A Fan

Monday, June 3, 2013

Naughty Boys Don't Win Here

   I have a regular hypnosis client who is notoriously selfish. He always tries to convince me that everything he wants his girlfriend to do for him is really "only about her" and naturally, I call him on his shit. We always talk about ways he can be more giving and actually serve as a submissive rather than a spoiled, selfish little sissy boy but he is a stubborn little shit. Today, I decided to take action. 

   I put the selfish little boy in a hypnotic trance and let him go very deep- deeper than he usually goes- and ran him through a series of suggestions. The result was this: the dirty little boy can only orgasm if he is thinking unselfishly. The more he thinks about his Lady, the stronger the urge, the more built up the orgasm becomes. As soon as a selfish thought enters his head, he loses the erection. Unselfish: erection returns. 

   I watched and listened as the poor little selfish boy tried repeatedly to orgasm. He would almost reach climax and then his thoughts would return to his usual manipulation of the circumstances, Myself and his Lady. Instant droopy noodle. I laughed as this dirty little sissy boy was taught a lesson and left him in tears, his selfish little thoughts continuing to return. Eventually, perhaps he will be able to achieve climax but only if he learns to behave. 


Lesson of the day: 


When selfish sissy boys think they are smarter than they are, they are taught a very... hard lesson.