tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28397196932368522702024-02-07T01:43:34.693-08:00Lady K's Femdom FantasyLady Koreganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10481061670910081603noreply@blogger.comBlogger21125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2839719693236852270.post-36866069306559048732013-03-31T06:51:00.000-07:002013-03-31T06:51:15.083-07:00How To Get Lady Koregan Interested In Corsets:Put both Vincent Van Gogh AND the TARDIS on one!<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong></strong></span><br />
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God help me, I think I actually want this.</div>
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The piece is made by Madgirl Clothing, if anyone else is interested</div>
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Really I don't go in for fetishwear. I like to be comfortable. </div>
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But this is just the right kind of geeky and sexy to be fun. </div>
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Definitely different-- in a very good way!</div>
Lady Koreganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10481061670910081603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2839719693236852270.post-21186365965630888542013-03-18T18:51:00.000-07:002013-03-18T18:51:35.304-07:00Kinky GreaseThat's Grease the movie, not Greece the country....<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong></strong></span><br />
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Does anyone else see a certain element of Femdom in the closing scenes/song "You're the One That I Want"?</div>
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Sandy shows up in a leather jacket, tight- almost corseted looking- outfit, and high heeled sandals, smoking a cigarette.</div>
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Danny hits the ground, because her "power" is making him lose control. His face is inches away from her painted toes, practically kissing them as we get this great close up of her crushing her cigarette out with her foot.</div>
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Then she tells him "you better shape up", and starts kicking his can around the carnival.</div>
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Up until that point in the movie Sandy's been a very good girl and been very, very nice to Danny, only to get treated very poorly by him as a result.</div>
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But boy do things change once she decides she's not taking it anymore.</div>
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And shape up he does. FAST.</div>
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This is the story of a woman taking control, deciding what she wants and going out to get it. Her way.</div>
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And that's Femdom, pure and simple.</div>
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~Lady Koregan</div>
Lady Koreganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10481061670910081603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2839719693236852270.post-36508562181392496822012-11-08T20:27:00.000-08:002012-11-08T20:28:51.999-08:00LOL Day 7<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>Hello readers!</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>It's once again that time of the year where bloggers take a moment to acknowledge our readers and thank you for your support.</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>As any blogger will tell you, it is the feedback from our readers that helps keep us going. The wonderful thing about web blogs is that they make writing and reading an interactive process in which fresh new points of view can be seen or heard.</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>Comments and conversation are the fuel that drive blogging. Without them many bloggers would simply fold up shop and vanish.</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>However, sometimes it can be hard for a reader to take that step from passive observer to active commenter. </strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>Bonnie first began LOL day to help make taking that step easier.</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>So if you've never commented before, now is the time. </strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>No pressure, no need to worry about how to start or what to say. All you need are two little letters:</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>"Hi"</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>It's that easy.</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>So please leave your comment below.</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>~Lady Koregan</strong></span><br />
Lady Koreganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10481061670910081603noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2839719693236852270.post-13285533527146958632012-10-23T04:43:00.001-07:002012-10-23T04:44:14.782-07:00Thank you, Bonnie!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: x-large;"><i>Add me to your long list of thankful well wishers!</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: x-large;"><i>The Brunches, the blog rolls, and even the keyword chaos are all wonderful features I enjoy regularly.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: x-large;"><i>Bonnie, you really have had an amazing impact. </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: x-large;"><i>Thank you so much for all you do!</i></span></div>
Lady Koreganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10481061670910081603noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2839719693236852270.post-35203865109328280952012-10-21T10:05:00.000-07:002012-10-23T16:32:17.691-07:00How many am I getting? <b style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">That is the universal question. As soon as he finds out he's in trouble, every boy about to find his bottom stinging seems to want to know exactly what he's in for.</b><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><b>And it's always such a dilemma, because it's not a question I can answer.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><b>I don't really use set numbers for spanking. I feel they are counter productive. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><b>It's understandable that the boy wants an answer. Having a number helps cut it down to size. A clear definition takes a spanking from being the big scary unknown to something manageable, bearable. They know the exact size of the challenge and can gird themselves to meet it.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><b>But sometimes that's not what you really want. It's not what he needs. If the goal is true penance, true remorse, then a challenge the mind can embrace and defeat is the worst thing you can have. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><b>Such things have their place, but when you're trying to take someone into a specific emotional space the mind is an obstacle, not a ally. It is the mind's job to protect those vulnerable emotional spaces. Uncertainty helps soften the barriers the mind puts around them and makes letting them down easier than it otherwise would be.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><b>This isn't just about making it easier on you. It's about making it easier on him. The harder he fights, the higher the risk that you may actually do harm. This is not desirable. We want to gently bend, not break.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><b>Still, even with the walls softened it is hard to know exactly what getting past them will take.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><b>Everyone is different and even someone I have spanked many times is different from time to time. I have a very good idea of what they can take and how they will react but nature has it's own way. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><b>If I were to set an absolute number of strokes I might low ball it and not push him far enough to achieve the catharsis he needs.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><b>And after he's taken though 10 or 20 or however many and it's not enough I can't very well stand there and say "oh, I've changed my mind, you need 20 more." That breaks trust and erodes credibility. Not healthy for a relationship at any stage.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><b>Or if I guess too high then we are faced with the unpleasant choice of my either having to again change my mind, or he may be forced to ask the scene to stop and even though that's 100% ok, he'll likely still feel he failed if he can't get through the whole number.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><b>Or worst, perhaps, if he forces himself to go through with more than he can or should take he may find himself either physically or emotionally damaged.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><b>No, there's just no good option there.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><b>So when he asks how many, I say "it depends", "we'll see" or just "I won't count, I'm just going to keep going until you're good and sorry."</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><b>That way I make sure he gets exactly however many he needs and not one swat more. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><b>And he can always be a brave boy and take it, because the challenge can just happen to be whatever he can take right then.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><b>That way we both win.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><b>I like that.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><b>~Lady Koregan</b></span>Lady Koreganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10481061670910081603noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2839719693236852270.post-47692038321519722352012-10-08T09:02:00.003-07:002012-10-08T17:28:34.841-07:00Base BLUE balls<br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><b>It was a terrible baseball season here in Denver. The Rockies had the kind of season that leads one to imagine ancient curses seeping out of old graves beneath the stadium or the ghosts of restless players who can only be redeemed in the middle of a corn field.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><b>Yes, it was THAT bad. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><b>The team manager resigning in disgrace.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><b>Pitchers being chased down the 16th St mall with pitchforks and torches....</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><b>A very ugly picture.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><b>But who I really felt bad for was PC. He has loved the game of baseball since about the time he could walk. He's played, he now coaches, he follows the season faithfully. His office is fairly spartan, but with the exception of one picture, what decor he does have is all baseball related. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><b>There's a jersey on the wall above his conference table. It's autographed by his boyhood hero.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><b>So when I heard him say he totally lost interest in the game this season it about broke my heart. Mr. Baseball just didn't care this year.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><b>Not that I could blame him, but it still just wouldn't do. Something had to done.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><b>It was about then that I realized he hadn't been in chastity for awhile, and genius struck.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><b>So I told him for the rest of the season he could only come if the Rockies won a game. <i>That</i> caught his attention. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><b>That was back in August, and the Rockies just played their last game last week. (They actually one that one.) The season had a few ups, but many, many downs, which made for a very long couple of months for PC.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><b>But it certainly kept him interested. </b></span><br />
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So the <a href="http://bottomsmarts.blogspot.com/2012/09/mbs-spanko-brunch-350.html" target="_blank">Brunch </a>topic at <a href="http://bottomsmarts.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">My Bottom Smarts </a>this week was birthday spankings.<br />
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Well, I've given several of those. In fact it's a tradition with my "boys" that they not only get spanked on their own birthdays, but on mine as well, so they all get two a year.<br />
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But Lance, being Lance, likes to take it a bit further. Every year I pick a fantasy. Every year Lance helps me make it come true.<br />
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And being that what we do goes a bit beyond spanking, I thought it was best to post it here on my own blog rather than on <a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/09061952016296339760" target="_blank">Bonnie's</a>.<br />
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This year it was a butterfly board. The idea of doing one has awed and fascinated me for years. For a long time I held back, partly due to feeling that doing one crossed some line that separated safe fun from pathology, and partly from not having met the right person to do it with yet.<br />
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Well, when I met Lance I knew I'd found the right person. It just took me 3 years after that to finally feel the time was right.<br />
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My birthday is actually in June. We had originally planned on doing it when he was down here then, but unfortunately the only time we could get together turned out to be a work night. We were rushed, stressed, and both very tired. And well, we got distracted doing other things and wore ourselves out before we got around to it.<br />
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But Lance didn't forget. He'd promised me this. It was going to happen.<br />
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So when he was down here in September we tried again.<br />
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I took the day off from work. He came over in the early afternoon and we had a long, slow paced session that lasted for hours.<br />
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It began with me shaving him with an old fashioned shaving kit with a boar bristle brush and shaving soap. He stood in front of me naked, eyes closed, his cock gripped in my hand as I gently scraped the thick black hairs away.<br />
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Then there was a flogging, and taking my latigo strop to his wonderful round bottom, and then some other "warm up" play.<br />
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(Only Lance can consider having a quirt taken to his male anatomy a "warm up" activity.)<span style="color: red;">*</span><br />
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Then it was time.<br />
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He lay back on my table. I leaned over and gave him a kiss. He was obviously ready. I fit pulled him through the hole in the foam board, framing him nicely against it's white background. Then I wiped down him, and the board, with rubbing alcohol. Then the needles came out. Eight of them, 6 in his ball sack, two in the cock.<br />
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It was, well, I don't think there are words to describe the experience. Our eyes met. He was smiling, I was smiling. Pure bliss, that's the only way to put it.<br />
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There is a place where the yammering of the mind turns off, self doubt fades, and you are so in the moment that you can feel with all that you are just how right everything is. This was that moment. That is, after all, why it is that we do this thing we do, to find those moments where you push yourself and find you're more than you ever thought you were.<br />
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He asked me if I wanted a picture. Of course I did. But there was one more thing to do first. Very carefully I placed a birthday candle in each of the needle hubs and lit them. I turned out the overhead lights.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lance in the Butterfly Board. Happy birthday to Me!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is a side view of Lance in a the Butterfly board. You can see the candles more clearly here. (And you know you're a true bookworm if you zoom in to check out the book titles rather than to get a better look at the needles. ;) )</td></tr>
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<span style="color: red;">*</span>Gently and carefully, please! If doing this the whip must be used "Degan" style, flicked back and forth and just barely brushing those delicate bits. This is NOT the time to do you best cowgirl impression!<br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><b></b></span>Lady Koreganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10481061670910081603noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2839719693236852270.post-74445261310317441532012-09-03T11:47:00.000-07:002012-09-03T11:57:22.053-07:00Why Would Anyone Want to Do That?<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>THAT INFERNAL BOOK strikes again!</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>I am close friends with the woman who runs the book department at my day job. Lunch will often find us sitting together either both eagerly reading or discussing books and articles we've delighted in recently.
Often the manager will join us. </strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong> Sometimes that's nice. </strong></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong><br /></strong></span>
<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>Sometimes it's just unfortunately awkward.
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>Our boss is not a people person.
She's a woman of a different era than my friend and I. She's more repressed, more well, let's just say she's not exactly sex friendly and she's certainly not kinky friendly at ALL. </strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong> At at times well, the gap between us is rather evident. </strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong> So my friend and I were dreading that inevitable day when we knew the topic of THAT INFERNAL BOOK would come up. </strong></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong><br /></strong></span>
<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong> And it did...
We knew it was coming. The boss looked around the room and then leaned in close so she could whisper:</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong> "Have either of you read that 50 Shades of Grey book?" </strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong> My friend and looked at each other with matching expressions of horror. We could NOT be having this conversation.... but we were.</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong> The book lady shook her head. I just said I couldn't get past the first few pages of the Amazon preview.
We hoped that would end the boss's questions.
No such luck.</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong> "Well," she said. She hesitated a moment and then continued. "I just don't understand what the big deal is. I mean is it like porn or something?" </strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong> I looked at the book lady. Brave as always, she took in a deep breath and answered the question. </strong></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong><br /></strong></span>
<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>"Well, it's about sex, but not just that it's kind of about..." she rolled her eyes as she tried to come up with a term that would be accurate and not derogatory, but that the boss would understand. "well, kinky stuff," she finally finished.</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong> "Kinky stuff?!" cried the boss. "You mean like whips and chains and all that?"</strong></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong><br /></strong></span>
<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong> "Uh, something like that."</strong></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong><br /></strong></span>
<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong> "Why would anyone want to do that?"
My friend looked at me. My turn, her face said. </strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong> And then I had about 3 seconds to make a decision.
Had it been a different person, a different time, and different place, I would have chosen differently. I am open and honest about my lifestyle and I share it freely with some people.
However, my employer is not one of them. </strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong> So I simply said "they must get some value out it. I believe they find it cathartic" </strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong> An image from a few nights earlier played in my mind as I spoke, the dark of my bedroom, the glow of candles, and the look of pure bliss on Lance's face as floated in the waves of subspsace.</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong> I don't usually post explicit photos here, but it was such a beautiful moment I had to capture it. And I'm going to share it, because it is the answer to the boss's question I really wanted to give her:
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong> ~Lady Koregan
</strong></span>Lady Koreganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10481061670910081603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2839719693236852270.post-64786909419695379182012-06-03T12:17:00.001-07:002012-06-03T12:17:36.222-07:0050 Shades of Gaaaahhh!<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>God lord, people! Where has all of our kinky pride gone? Are we really going to let some fluffy little twit who writes vampire fan fiction become the voice of BDSM in America?<br /><br />Seriously?<br /><br />Have we lost our collective minds?<br /><br />Now please don't think I'm condemning this pile of drivel without reading it--- I managed to get through 3 whole pages of the Amazon preview before my head exploded.<br /><br />Are we really supposed to believe that in this digital age little miss reluctant interviewer has never heard of Google? <br /><br />Oh please! She's sitting there with her phone in her hand in his waiting room and supposedly dying of curiosity, but she doesn't try to seach for a picture of the elusive Mr. Grey???...What, do they not have mobile internet in Canada or something?<br /><br />Now if she'd searched and not been able to find a single picture then that would build some intrigue, forshadowing his um... eccentricities. <br /><br />But her not even trying to look just makes her seem like an idiot. <br /><br />And speaking of those eccentricities, what is up with that? Do we really need the "kinky people are all crazy" stereotype reinforced YET AGAIN?<br /><br />Why can't mainstream media/pop culture every portray us as normal, healthy human beings?<br /><br />Before you go raving about/praising/promoting this book ask yourself if the image it promotes is really how you want your friends and family to see you.<br /><br />I certainly don't.<br /><br />Sorry, but I don't think Ms. James really did us any favors here. <br /><br />then again I could be wrong....</b></span>Lady Koreganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10481061670910081603noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2839719693236852270.post-66440235894377854902012-05-07T16:29:00.000-07:002012-09-30T00:26:51.817-07:00What do you mean it's REAL??!!<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><i>There seems to have been a bit of confusion.<br />
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Perhaps it's my fault, after all I did title this blog "Femdom Fantasy". But that's a bit misleading...<br />
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Because it isn't fantasy.<br />
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If I'm writing about something here on this blog, it happened, or is going to happen.<br />
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Lance is real. PC is real. Bunny is real.<br />
</i></span></b><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><i> I am real.<br />
And I really do do the things to them that you read about here.<br />
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PC really did serve detention here in my living room.<br />
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He really does get paddled, strapped, or spanked until he cries.<br />
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(And yes, right now he is serving a month of very intense chastity, but more on that later...)<br />
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Lance really does suffer my cock and ball tortures , and enjoy them. The pictures are real. So are the videos . Granted the wig is fake, but that's really me swinging a real strap and hitting his real balls.<br />
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I am a lifestyle Female Dominant. Lady Dominant, as I like to say. I really am a sadist. I really do tie people up and hurt them and make them beg for more.<br />
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I know there's a lot of fantasy and fiction out there on the world wide web, but it's not here.<br />
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Yes, this is all the stuff of fantasies. Mine, PC's, bunny's, Lance's, and maybe yours.<br />
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But I make those fantasies cum true. <br />
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And then you all get to read about it, aren't you lucky?<br />
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~Lady Koregan<br />
</i></span><i></i></b>Lady Koreganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10481061670910081603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2839719693236852270.post-68441057385971690262012-01-09T17:53:00.000-08:002012-01-09T17:56:34.056-08:00Pretty Whips All In a Row<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs0_bg53JZO-7tbtvKrryNi5aN7NDJg6-Yxyp9yBq7P96tJ2YaszGjNVPhbVw2Npfr2Nz_R0_wL2aAjFEcBP2O3iyObYV4gIR3jO9_TjMuEX3oC0me4Io5fy7II02oDvjEiR3hnhuPW5oZ/s1600/IMG_20120103_123817-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="302" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs0_bg53JZO-7tbtvKrryNi5aN7NDJg6-Yxyp9yBq7P96tJ2YaszGjNVPhbVw2Npfr2Nz_R0_wL2aAjFEcBP2O3iyObYV4gIR3jO9_TjMuEX3oC0me4Io5fy7II02oDvjEiR3hnhuPW5oZ/s320/IMG_20120103_123817-2.jpg" width="320" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b> Lance looks very good naked. Leaning against my fireplace with his arms spread wide and his hips jutting out he looked even better...</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>The floggers were waiting at the ready on a side table, but I had to touch him before we began.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>I ran my hands through his dark hair, stroked his neck, traced the lines of those wonderful wide shoulders, kneaded the muscles of his back and felt them melt under my touch. My hands squeezed his bottom cheeks. He gasped. The gasp turned into a moan as I reached around to cup him in my palm. The leather cage he wore could not hide his readiness.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>Soon, soon we would have to start, but for just a moment more my hands lingered on his skin, reveling in his hard, smooth flesh. I felt greedy, gobbling up every inch of him I could reach.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>Then the music changed, he shifted his weight a bit and sighed. He was ready. I picked up the elk hide flogger and we began.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>It was not a brutal flogging, but it was a long one. We had planned for half an hour. It ended up lasting almost twice that time.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>The white elk hide tickled and teased, warming his skin to the lightest possible shade of pink. I moved slowly, striking his back, butt, thighs and even up between his legs. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>It was a slow dance, a love making of pleasurable pain.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>We changed whips several times, from the elk to a special flogger made from paracord, from the paracord to purple silicone, from the silicone to pebbled leather and from leather to heavy duty rubber. Each whip was heavier than the last. With each change the blows got harder, the fell faster, and each whip was used for a longer time.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>Then came the delightful surprise, the memory that will make me smile for the rest of my life.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>Before we'd begun I'd laid my entire whip collection out for him to see, 17 assorted cats, floggers, quirts and single tails in all. I then showed him the 6 from the collection I had chosen for the scene. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>I'd told him he could pick a whip to add to my selections if he wished. He looked at down at the remaining whips, both eager and apprehensive. He chose the single tail, but his eyes kept flicking back to the quirt. I smiled and added it to the pile along with the single tail. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>He paused a moment then told me honestly that as much as he'd enjoyed other things we'd done with that quirt he didn't know if he'd like it on his back. I told him I was fairly certain I could make sure he liked it.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>And he did.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>It was a glorious sight, his back and ass thrust out as the tips of the quirt flicked back and forth like a snake's tongue across his skin. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>I used the single tail the same way, gently flicking it back and forth over his back, ass, and thighs, leaving pretty red stripes in it's wake.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>There's no denying it. Stripes are sexy. One part of me was realizing that I was getting very turned on. The rest of me was lost in the scene, and him, enjoying the silent dance, riling him up, soothing him back down, taking him back and forth from peak to dizzying peak. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>All too soon it was time to come back down. I took up the hair flogger and began, flapping it against his back, fanning the hot skin as much as whipping it. Slowly his muscles relaxed under the gentle brushing</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>I traded the whip for the lotion bottle. He was red and welted but there was no skin broken.* His flesh almost sizzled under my hands it was so hot. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>The aftercare was tender, my touches and his both gentle and erotic. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>It had been a very good day.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>~Lady Koregan</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>(*Forget what you have seen in the movies, or hard core porn, a good whipping need not lead to bloodshed. In fact for the safety of the bottom and the rug he or she is standing on, it is usually best if it doesn't. Welts are fine, but cuts are nasty.)</b></span><br />
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</b></span>Lady Koreganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10481061670910081603noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2839719693236852270.post-48461785563350997702011-11-06T11:34:00.000-08:002011-11-06T11:34:57.073-08:00How to Torment a Boy<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>I spent a fun hour this morning making a favorite boy squirm and beg for me.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>It was his birthday, but his suffering was a present for me.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>Here's how you do such a thing properly:</b></span><br />
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font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span>Place a vibrating ring in a strategic place and turn it on its lowest setting.</span></b> </blockquote><blockquote class="tr_bq" style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"> <b><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span>3)<span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span>Slowly begin a gentle flogging of his back and ass.</span></b> </blockquote><blockquote class="tr_bq" style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"> <b><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span>4)<span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span>Tell him he can ask you to stop at any time and you will, but that if you stop you will turn off the ring.</span></b> </blockquote><blockquote class="tr_bq" style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"> <b><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span>5)<span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span>Then tell him you will turn the ring up a setting every time you trade up to a more intense whip.</span></b> </blockquote><blockquote class="tr_bq" style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"> <b><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span>6)<span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span>See how far he’s willing to push himself to keep the pleasurable stimulation going.</span></b> </blockquote><blockquote class="tr_bq" style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"> <b><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span>7)<span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span>Just before he’s ready to break stop the flogging, turn the ring back down and begin slowly teasing him with your hands.</span></b> </blockquote><blockquote class="tr_bq" style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"> <b><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span>8)<span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span>Tell him to ask for permission when he’s ready to cum.</span></b> </blockquote><blockquote class="tr_bq" style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"> <b><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span>9)<span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span>When he asks, refuse to grant permission.</span></b> </blockquote><blockquote class="tr_bq" style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"> <b><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span>10)<span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></span>Put him over your knee and spank him until he yelps and wriggles.</span></b> </blockquote><blockquote class="tr_bq" style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"> <b><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span>11</span></span>) Turn the ring back up to its highest setting and force him to cum into the sheath tied around him.</span></b> </blockquote><blockquote class="tr_bq" style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"> <b><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span>12<span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;">) </span></span></span>Make him thank you for the pain and the pleasure before letting him get up.</span></b> </blockquote><blockquote class="tr_bq" style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"> </blockquote><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b></b></span>Lady Koreganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10481061670910081603noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2839719693236852270.post-84470811107628687192011-09-08T16:11:00.000-07:002011-09-08T16:11:53.888-07:00Front Page KinkHoo-ray for the <a
href="http://www.westword.com/">Westword</a> <br />
!!!!<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><strong></strong></span><br />
<div><br />
</div><div>The cover story for our local alternative (yet still mostly pretty tame) weekly newspaper here in the metro area is <a
href="http://www.westword.com/2011-09-08/culture/kinky-denver-wild-life-guide/">"Kink of the Jungle"</a> <br />
. </div><div><br />
</div><div>Laid out a bit like a wild-life documentary, the article covers the basic who, what, and why of being kinky in a straight-forward, friendly and non-scandalous tone.</div><div><br />
</div><div>The article is several pages long, and included numerous pen and ink illustrations. </div><div><br />
</div><div>On the Westword site there is even a <a
href="http://blogs.westword.com/latestword/2011/09/glossary-of-kink-terms.php">A Glossary of Kinky Terms</a>. <br />
</div><div><br />
</div><div>This is not the first time the Westword has braved printing kink-related articles. A few years ago they printed a story on a local club's battle with some local zoning officals. But this is far more straight forward and in depth.</div><div><br />
</div><div>I am so, so so, very pleased with this article. It's so rare to find kink in the news, let alone have it presented in so positive a light. </div><div><br />
</div><div>Jenn Wohletz, you rock!<br />
<br />
And congrats to Love Slave and her club the <a
href="http://www.denversanctuary.com/">Denver Sanctuary</a> on getting some well deserved recognition for all she and her cohorts have done for our local scene. We would be so lost without you!<br />
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~Lady Koregan.</div>Lady Koreganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10481061670910081603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2839719693236852270.post-25649654287120849282011-08-09T17:52:00.000-07:002011-08-09T17:53:18.893-07:00Is There Femdom in Baseball?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTmptXQWq5fonDrtm5NSm3BbInb7cFoe1JVmWkaGQ1I3RO5BXTRzRVgBXwMB5wHu8BdxR_VCYubNPmVLcKfBfAoFPOhNmN3N2D7IbocLkw7QSavKwcFa_r2HzhgeTuxgJZdV_qu7mM2wNM/s1600/800px-Coors_field_1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTmptXQWq5fonDrtm5NSm3BbInb7cFoe1JVmWkaGQ1I3RO5BXTRzRVgBXwMB5wHu8BdxR_VCYubNPmVLcKfBfAoFPOhNmN3N2D7IbocLkw7QSavKwcFa_r2HzhgeTuxgJZdV_qu7mM2wNM/s320/800px-Coors_field_1.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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Is there Femdom in baseball?<br />
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There may very well be, at least in the stands anyway.<br />
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I was watching the Nationals cream our local Rockies the other day when I think I caught a glimpse of someone's Domestic Discipline dynamic.<br />
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An attractive older woman approached her seat, but stopped short. A man sitting there had his legs stretched out, blocking the row. <br />
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She gave him the look. <br />
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THAT look. <br />
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The look so well known by wayward males in trouble and the ladies who give it to them. That unmistakable look that, were it a hand, would be paddling the man right through the plastic seat. <br />
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He scrambled to his feet, apologizing as he did so. As the woman settled into her seat she leaned over to whisper into his ear. The man squirmed in his seat in a way as unmistakable as that look.<br />
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Whether he was in for a spanking, corner time, lines, or just extra chores, he was DEFINITELY in trouble when they got home.<br />
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I wonder if he enjoyed the rest of the game...<br />
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~Lady Koregan</strong></span>Lady Koreganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10481061670910081603noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2839719693236852270.post-48312858191241384942011-07-31T19:03:00.000-07:002011-07-31T19:03:13.383-07:00All's Fair In Love and Torment<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>Well, perhaps love is too strong a word. I like the kid. (kid? He's 25 actually, just a bit immature...)He's strong, well groomed, cute, and a serious pain puppy, but he's more an adored pet than anyone I could consider a real partner. <br />
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But he is fun! Just the kind of thing a Lady needs to cheer up her gloomy afternoon.<br />
<br />
He came by just before dinnertime, a stolen half hour crammed in between his work, his school and the toddler that rules his life.<br />
<br />
I put him over my knee for a bare bottom hand spanking. Then I used my new tiger-striped hairbrush. The brush popped against his already warm bottom cheeks, turning them a deep crimson.<br />
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But he's an odd little duck, that one is. The harder I spanked the harder he got. I could feel a tell tale dripping on my thigh.<br />
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Well now what was I going to do about that? With him still on my lap I slipped a rubber glove on my hand and coated the fingers with a special lube that had been spiced with a few drops of hot sauce. <br />
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He moaned as the first finger slid in. I left him waiting, gasping as the lube started to burn. Then I added another finger. And then a third. I worked the fingers of my right hand slowly in and out of his rectum while I leaned forward to spank him with a heavy bloodwood spatula in my left hand. He kicked, bucked, and panted. Each twist and wriggle caused deeper burning, making him moan loudly.<br />
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The dripping didn't stop. <br />
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I took the glove of and stood him up. With him watching me carefully I slowly pulled my thick, wide work belt off my waist. He whimpered in the back of his throat. He hates that belt. <br />
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I doubled the belt over and laid it on the edge of the bed. He lay down on the bed with a pillow under his hips, his eyes a mere few inches from that thick strip of leather. I placed a pillow under his hips, so that his erection was trapped between the pillow and the weight of his body.<br />
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"The rules are simple," I told him. "If you cum on my pillow you get the belt, do you understand?"<br />
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He nodded and whimpered again. <br />
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Then I began to spank him again with the spatula. He tried his best not to writhe or wriggle but I spanked him just hard enough that he had to. The more he thrashed the more he rubbed against the pillow. The more he rubbed against the pillow the closer he got to having an accident that would earn him a vicious strapping.<br />
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The boy is clever. He soon realized that if he inched his hips up just a bit he could wriggle his hips from side to side without brushing against the pillow.<br />
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Unfortunately, the position required him to open his legs, which left the insides of his thighs and a few other places vulnerable to the sting of the spatula. I targeted the soft flesh mercilessly. He quickly dropped back onto the pillow.<br />
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Soon he began to cry with soft, quiet sobs. His bottom was very, very very red and hot enough to melt ice. But I still didn't stop just yet.<br />
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No, I kept right on going until he just couldn't hold on any more...<br />
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~Lady Koregan</strong></span>Lady Koreganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10481061670910081603noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2839719693236852270.post-77756821424067525322011-06-10T17:08:00.000-07:002011-06-10T17:08:24.742-07:00Detention!<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>As I type this there is a gentleman sitting in the corner of my living room copying the Encyclopedia of Erotic Wisdom's entry on male orgasm out by hand. <br />
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He is serving an hour's detention with me for repeated use of foul language. <br />
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About 10 minutes ago he arrived for his appointment carrying the list of required supplies: A pad of paper, two sharpened pencils, a pencil sharpener and an eraser. He carefully laid the items out on the table for my inspection. They met with my approval and so the detention began.<br />
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Detentions served with me always begin and end with a dose of corporal punishment. I believe a sore bottom helps a "boy" focus on his task and drives home the point that detentions are a very unpleasant experience that is best avoided.<br />
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I lowered his pants and under shorts and ordered him to bend over the desk. He took his position and braced himself for six sharp paddle cracks across his bare bottom cheeks. He yelped at the first, moaned at the third and shed a few tears at the fourth.<br />
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Then, with his pants still around his ankles he sat his well reddened bottom down on a hard wooden chair to begin his tasks.<br />
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Detention rules are strict. He is not allowed to speak. He is not allowed to get up. He is not allowed to lift his feet off the floor or even shift in his seat to relieve the sting in his bottom. No snacks, no drinks, no music. Just the tedium of continuous writing and the throb of his bottom against the hard wooden seat.<br />
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He will have two tasks to complete. <br />
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When he is finished with the entry from the encyclopedia he will draw up a list of words he could use other than the four letter ones he cannot seem to stop spotting at every opportunity. <br />
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Once this is done I will escort him to the bathroom where he will have his mouth washed out with soap. The list is coming with us. He will read it aloud as he bends over the sink. He will receive a lick of the strap for each word he reads out.<br />
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Then we will come back in the living room and end his detention with another six crisp swats of the paddle.<br />
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On top of this, his work will be inspected and graded. He will receive another lick of the strap for each error found.<br />
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I believe it will be quite some time before he swears again. <br />
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Of course swearing is not the only thing I give paddlings or detention for. There are as many ways for a man to get himself in trouble as there are men. And unfortunately, not everyone has the good fortune to live close enough to an experienced disciplinarian to have real, in-person supervision.<br />
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However, I do offer <a href="http://www.niteflirt.com/listings/show/9471001-Distance-Discipline-and-Training">online detentions</a> supervised via internet and telephone for those who may think their own behavior could use a little improvement.<br />
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If this applies to you, report to me immediately.</strong></span>Lady Koreganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10481061670910081603noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2839719693236852270.post-6686187160467749242011-04-06T17:41:00.000-07:002011-04-06T17:41:57.188-07:00My Version of Customer Service<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlwBqqZND4OoIT9MY-O1haB5FZAi5VmWyLMka9QmkgdvYRFhejQIZ-1NP5A9uopyS46V7VClq9iMoRu2zQIAzRbLuoYLXQFFpD_9ncBMnFeTKGWulMAWIyo4mXdVhYOjuF_n1dOyhRq2O4/s1600/ad+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="320" width="186" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlwBqqZND4OoIT9MY-O1haB5FZAi5VmWyLMka9QmkgdvYRFhejQIZ-1NP5A9uopyS46V7VClq9iMoRu2zQIAzRbLuoYLXQFFpD_9ncBMnFeTKGWulMAWIyo4mXdVhYOjuF_n1dOyhRq2O4/s320/ad+3.jpg" /></a></div><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>This will NOT do... this will NOT DO AT ALL!<br />
<br />
I attempted to pay my cell phone bill last week. BOTH the phone and internet systems for paying the bill were out of order.<br />
<br />
Finally, after multiple attempts a day for 3 days I got logged into my web account for the cell company and got a payment made. On the actual due date of the bill, mind you, not late.<br />
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Imagine my surprise then when I woke 2 days later to find my service disconnected. I call customer service. The computer won't let me through to the customer service desk unless I pay the bill. I can't talk to someone to tell them I've already payed the bill until I pay the bill.<br />
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I am NOT happy. Finally I crack the secret code and get a live person at the billing center who refuses to help me at all. So does his supervisor. They say the payment is pending and I shall have service restored as soon as it comes through. Which, by the way may be up to 48 hours after I've made the payment. <br />
<br />
So Monday afternoon the service is still not restored. I call again, I use my new secret trick. the payment is still "pending". They will not tell me how long processing may take. In the meantime I STILL don't have service. <br />
<br />
I called the Better Business Bureau. They are investigating but I haven't heard back yet.<br />
<br />
Yesterday when I came home I checked my phone again. Still no service.<br />
<br />
I made another call to the cell phone company. I explained calmly and clearly that I made a good faith payment on the day the bill was due, that I had filed complaints with the BBB AND the Colorado Consumer Council and that by the way I'd spoken to my bank and they were happy to help me pursue fraud charges if the company did not want to provide the service I'd paid for.<br />
<br />
I made the customer service representative cry. <br />
<br />
I still didn't get my service back but that at least got me a refund.<br />
<br />
So I attempt to pay the bill again today. And they have the nerve to try to charge me a "convenience fee" for paying the bill by phone.<br />
<br />
Ah, No. <br />
<br />
They waived the fee, but while we were disputing it their computers crashed AGAIN! They've now asked me to call back in 2 hours to try to make my payment... AGAIN<br />
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I think It's time for some remedial customer service training for the entire company... aided by my hairbrush.</strong></span>Lady Koreganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10481061670910081603noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2839719693236852270.post-21554831855903581792010-10-21T04:00:00.000-07:002010-10-21T04:54:16.813-07:00Love Our Lurkers 5<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>Hello, and thanks for stopping by.<br />
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Without our readers, bloggers would not have a reason to write. I deeply appreciate everyone who takes a little time to read what I have to say.<br />
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Feedback is important, too. We need to know we are reaching people, especially when a blog is new. <br />
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So if you haven't commented before, please take a moment and say hello.<br />
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My cane bites, but I don't...well at least not not strangers.<br />
<br />
Lady Koregan<br />
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PS If you'd like to participate in LOL day simply put up a post similar to this one and then email Bonnie at ...<br />
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<a href="http://bottomsmarts.blogspot.com/">My Bottom Smarts</a><br />
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Visit the link above to see the list of everyone participating in Love Our Lurkers Day. <br />
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The more the merrier. <br />
</strong></span>Lady Koreganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10481061670910081603noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2839719693236852270.post-12309347435119617672010-10-18T10:28:00.000-07:002010-10-18T10:28:26.899-07:00LOL day is coming!<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>For those of you unfamiliar with it, Love Our Lurkers day is a day set aside in the blogging community to acknolwedge our readers and invite those who have read but not commented to "de-lurk" and post a comment.<br />
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Participating is easy. On October 21st put up a post inviting your readers to comment, then email Bonnie at <a
href="http://bottomsmarts.blogspot.com/">My Bottom Smarts</a> to let her know you have participated.<br />
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Don't forget to visit other participating blogs! It's a great way to find like minded people!<br />
Lady Koregan</strong></span>Lady Koreganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10481061670910081603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2839719693236852270.post-85441532358301436542010-10-06T17:44:00.000-07:002010-10-06T17:47:33.169-07:00Understanding<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>We were driving in the rain- on our way to pick up a few supplies before the night's play began. <br />
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We passed through the parking lot of a small shopping center. Suddenly, he stopped between two rows of cars. He sat stone still in the driver's seat, a look of abject horror on his face. <br />
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I looked where he was looking and saw the sign for a type of combination restaurant/ arcade famous and infamous among anyone who has ever been in-- or even near one.<br />
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"Tell me we're not going in there," said he. There was actual terror in his voice; this from the man who does not fear whips, or needles, or even raw fire.<br />
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I assured him we weren't. <br />
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He began telling horror stories of his encounters with various pitchfork wielding imps.<br />
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I waited for him to pause, then told him "I'm in charge of the toy deparment.<br />
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Surprise, then comprehension spread across his wonderfully expressive face.<br />
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"I don't have to tell you then," said he. "You know."<br />
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"Oh, yes."<br />
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He looked at me, and seemed we understood each other a bit better than we had a minute before.<br />
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We continued on.</strong></span>Lady Koreganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10481061670910081603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2839719693236852270.post-57286364851006563882010-09-20T22:30:00.000-07:002010-09-25T19:40:17.437-07:00Drilling For Oil<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>"It's like drilling for oil."</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>That's what I think to myself as I poke at the tip of his cock with the sharp point of a needle. You have to hit exactly the right spot at exactly the right depth to get what you want. </strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>Poke here, you just get a little red spot. Poke there, nothing at all. Poke there and you get a gusher, not quite what you want, either. But what about there, just there, little bit over...just a little deeper. A-ha! Got it!</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>What am I doing? </strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>I am holding this man-- my playmate-- my lover-- by the shaft of his cock and I'm hurting him. Well that's nothing new; but this time I'm deliberating wounding him, intentionally trying to make him bleed.</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>Why would I do such a thing?</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>Because he wants me to. Because he needs me to. He has to give me this, and so I take it from him, happily and eagerly.</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>It is the day before the equinox and once again, unknowingly, he's stepped into the role of the Corn King; he who dies to bring new life to the crops next spring. His pain, his blood, his come, his very life force become a sacrifice offered up to me, and perhaps to something greater.</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>We revel in it, celebrating the joy of each other and of being alive.</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>Later in the day it rains. I stand on my patio, savoring the smell and the sound of the showers drenching the earth. There's a quiet peace, and a feeling of connectedness, as if I am the latest link in a chain stretching all the way back through history. The daughter of the house has at last come home and the old traditions are made new again. </strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>For a moment, it's as if the rain understands these things, as if the storm is a gift given in exchange for the gifts that we gave. </strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>I go inside, pour a drink, light a candle, collect my silent thoughts before bringing the glass to my lips. </strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>It was a very good day.</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>Lady Koregan</strong></span><br />
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