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Hey by the way

No matter the kink you're playing with, your partner's safety and consent has to come first. I'm into all sorts of shit, but due to a recent interaction I don't trust that folks know this.

Guns, knives, medical equipment, choking, rope, breath play, fucking ANYTHING tbh - has the capacity to cripple, traumatize or kill if you're not careful. Do your hands shake? Do you dissociate easily? Are you bad with reading body cues? Sit down and do some research on what may work better for you.

And like - yeah, that's scary as shit.

You don't want to lose someone you care about. You don't want anyone's blood on your hands, or the reality that comes with a death. If you give someone brain damage or permanently disabled them because you wanted to choke them out a little more, that's destroying their quality of life. That's an end to your kink dynamic

They might trust you. They might ask you for it. It's your responsibility as a Dom, as a partner, to keep things safe. To know how to do things safely, so that it's scary - but not harmful. It's their responsibility too to know your limits and capabilities - to have discussed all this with you.

In reality, you want to be a haunted house. Lots of thrills and adrenaline, no actual damage.

In fiction, go the hell off. Do what you want. Half of my kinks can't happen irl anyway and I know what the distinction is.

Just remember that life is precious. That a lotta this is coming from folks who've had their lives thrown away by other people, and are processing it.

Do not point a gun at anyone you don't want to kill. You play around with firearms, you end up with manslaughter charges like fuckin Alec Baldwin.

Be careful. Be considerate. Be consensual. Respect the lives and wellbeing of your fellow kinksters and...have fun. Find ways to have all the fucked up scenarios you want that don't involve accidentally exsanguinating your playmate.

Idk. Raccoon musings.

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At first he claimed the restraints were for a research paper but it soon became clear that he enjoyed it and luckily for him, his roommate was more than willing to continue playing along...

ce plaisir là du cuir, de vos mains gantées qui frôlent, caressent, fouillent.... de la cravache qui caresse, cingle et marque...

some people think writers are so eloquent and good with words, but the reality is that we can sit there with our fingers on the keyboard going, “what’s the word for non-sunlight lighting? Like, fake lighting?” and for ten minutes, all our brain will supply is “unofficial”, and we know that’s not the right word, but it’s the only word we can come up with…until finally it’s like our face got smashed into a brick wall and we remember the word we want is “artificial”.

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Could James' pants get any tighter??!!?? #i'll help with those

That new chest tattoo ..... so close!!!!

He's so handsome but someone please tell him to stop wearing flipflops ☹️🙏

You can tell he always purposely leaves his shirt unbuttoned that far down...slut

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Some caught prey 😈