Put it down and walk away. This book is not comforting; it does not reassure. It does not teach anything a decent person needs to know. It is a book about BDSM, but it will teach you nothing about tying knots, swinging floggers or spanking. It does not comfort, it does not attempt to reach…
It’s here:The Forked Tongue TES Fest 08 Edition is for sale, right now. Hit the link, and it’s yours. Right. Fucking. Now. Let’s do this. “Some say Prayerssome say PrayersI say Mine.”– Sisters of Mercy – Dominion
Look.. I thought of you….. and thinking of you brought me to this: Love, Eng
My new boots arrived today in time for TES Fest – Size 14 Extra Wide. Not a chance in hell I’ll ever get it over my club foot. Fucko. I’m going to TES Fest in my Frankenboots. I’ll feel half dressed. And then I am going to have to find someone who will make a…
The Forked Tongue goes to press. In many ways, I think the acknowledgements deserve more exposure than the work itself does- so I am going to reproduce those thank- you’s here: A lot of people contributed to this effort, and there is no way to scale their efforts and importance- without any of them, this…
This Living Hand This living hand, now warm and capable Of earnest grasping, would, if it were cold And in the icy silence of the tomb, So haunt thy days and chill thy dreaming nights That thou wouldst wish thine own heart dry of blood So in my veins red life might stream again,…
My potential donor was refused. Again. I’m tired.
I just did the last review of the Galleys of TFT, tatsumi_girl did an incredible job giving it life. I should have a proof copy in my hand by the end of the week. I will have to resist the impulse to shred it, roll naked in the scraps, and flog the bishop like a…
I love thunderstorms. I want a window rattling, dog panicking, ear pounding, baby scaring, hide-in-the-fucking-basement thunder and lightning blitzkrieg, raining so fucking hard it hurts. Bring it on, dammit. “The trouble isn’t that there are too many fools, but that the lightning isn’t distributed right.”– Mark Twain
“You ain’t got no problem, Jules. I’m on the motherfucker. Go back in there, chill them niggers out and wait for the Wolf, who should be coming directly.” “You sendin’ the Wolf?” “Oh, you feel better, motherfucker?” “Shit, yeah, negro. That’s all you had to say.“ Thanks, droog.
you don’t know what you’ve got ’til it’s gone… but sometimes, you get it back. If you are lucky. During my time in rehab, one of the things i missed most was the simple, lovely luxury of showering. I lived on the schedule and ebb and flow of the nursing staff, and often a week…
Both my AC have died. This could be very, very bad. Fucko.
Put it down and walk away. This book is not comforting; it does not reassure. It does not teach anything a decent person needs to know. It is a book about BDSM, but it will teach you nothing about tying knots, swinging floggers or spanking. It does not attempt to reach the vanilla public. This…
it’s perfect. there are certain advantages to your oldest friend being a brilliant artist and A-List Manhattan studio art director. Such as a long history of artistic collaboration allowing him to interpret my desires for the book cover of TFT perfectly. As soon as I have a postable graphic, I’ll put the cover up here……
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