Thursday, September 25, 2014

one of the nice things about Chicago....

Whether you know it already or not, Chicago has its own independent museum centered on leather and BDSM:

The Leather Archives & Museum

Visit their website right HERE

It has a great layout featuring a small theater area (for screenings and lectures), original artwork, punishment/play artifacts, galleries that change displays per season, and loads of material for those looking to learn about kink (or to dig deeper into that subject matter).

I've been there plenty of times and it's a really cool, interesting place.  Classy people.  A friendly and intellectual staff.  If you're new to all this, don't worry about feeling intimidated when you go in there because it's not that kind of place.  It's more about taking a scholastic and historic/cultural approach to Leather using information and displays to teach and communicate.  It's not wild or crazy in there.  It's for thinking, study, and inspiration.....

It's a museum, not a playspace.  All adults are welcome whether you're entrenched in the fetish lifestyle or if you're just looking to see something different than the norm.

Check out their calendar and go to one of their evening events.  It would make a good place to take a date (seriously) to do something a little bit edgy/unique.  Or take a friend--or just yourself--and stroll through there to see what's new.

Highly recommended.  

Thursday, September 18, 2014

pictures and words

For a minute, I was thinking that I should make my blog/communications more minimal......more flesh-images-eroticism.  More dirty talk and whatnot and, truthfully, there would be nothing wrong with that considering what my job is.  However.....

What is it with so much of Western culture when it comes to how we process the erotic sides of ourselves and others versus the emotional and intellectual (and spiritual) sides of ourselves and others?

Why the divorce?  Why the barrier?

It bothers me.  I don't think it's good.

As if the erotic side of our lives is, somehow, less important than those other though it's the ghettoized side of life.  As if it should be walled off with a secret-password-only entry admission needed to get through to that part of ourselves.  Nasty, dirty, to be pushed away.  A hidden lair.  An underground chamber.  The bad side of town within your own life; within all our lives.

That's a shame, really.  Stupid and counter-progressive.  And, also, when it comes down to it, not seriously reflecting on the erotic nature of human experience is pretty dangerous.  A lot of bad stuff--truly bad stuff--happens when people are repressed or ignorant about their own desires (whether they're aware of them or if those fantasies are subconscious).

Am I saying that we should all discuss our whips-and-chains inventory in front of grandma during Christmas dinner?  No, obviously.  There's a time and place for everything.

But, what I am saying, is that the layer of muck that our culture covers over the erotic sides of our lives is unnecessary, immature, and.....disappointing.  For some people it can be devastating (which is a very serious discussion that we'll get to some other time; I've known people like that).

Why should the "kinky" side of life be cut off and divorced from intellectual reflection, analysis, and respect?  Kinsey wouldn't agree with that.  Freud also thought that that division had more to do with denialism and laziness than reality.

As if the erotic part of our lives isn't incredibly important.  Of course it is.

We have--in no particular order--Work/Career, Emotion, Food, Money, Spirituality (whatever that may be), Sleep, Family, Social Interaction, Pleasure, Goals/Projects/Creation, Sexuality, and so on.  Those are all important gears in the clock, even if they're on different sides of the machine.  Not addressing some of them, or attempting to remove any of them, would be unwise.  I think that we can all agree on that.

So why all the angst when it comes to how adults address/discuss eroticism with other adults?

As for prudes?  Never, ever take them seriously.  They're always either lying or they're nuts or both.  Count on it.

All that I can do--on my blog and on my website--is reflect on my own kinky adventures and make observations about what I've experienced with others.  I could just visually present concepts of eroticism--with not much else--but, nah, I think that we can do more than that.  Kink and fetish deserve discussion, opinion, and observation.  And so, as long as I continue working as a professional BDSM Master (which I'm going to be for a while still) I'll do exactly that.

Thursday, September 11, 2014


The gear above, for example, probably wasn't put together in one afternoon.

According to the Old Farmer's Almanac, the first official day of autumn this year is Monday, September 22nd.

Even though, right now, it absolutely feels like autumn in Chicago (crisp weather, gray skies aka perfect).

But if the Old Farmer's Almanac says that the first real day of autumn is on the 22nd (equinox), then that's official.

Even though all the calendars detail the equinoxes and moon phases, they're not as super-duper as the Old Farmer's Almanac.  The Old Farmer's Almanac is no joke.  I take it seriously.  I've actually scheduled photo shoots and other projects (ones that utilize outside environments) around the Almanac suggestions and predictions and, so far it's been great (knock on wood).  Rain concerns?  Check the Almanac.  Freezing cold?  Flip to the right page.  Climate change fuckery?  The Farmer's are on top of it.  So, basically, don't mess with the Old Farmer's Almanac.  

(According to analysts, what actually happens in reality, weather-wise, compared with whatever the Almanacs predict is spotty at best but maybe they're jealous.....because the Almanac is fun.  And, if you're trying to schedule something outside one or two months in advance, what other real choice do you have [aside from a Ouija board]?  The Old Farmer's Almanac.  Just go with it.)

But what (somehow) doesn't get mentioned in any of the Almanacs is the fact that there will be plenty of BDSM/fetish/leather kink events coming up.  Especially in October which, increasingly, is used as a big excuse to hold fetish parties towards the end of the month (of course).  I was looking at a few resources last night, just to see what's brewing, and there are already a bunch of fetish parties coming up this fall.  And that's just in Chicago.  And it's not even the middle of September yet.  As you can imagine, there will be a ton of other events that will be organized as we push deeper into autumn not to mention whatever parties are thrown together last-minute as Halloween approaches.

Autumn is a truly special time of the year for the BDSM/leather community.

If you're a kinkster, you should have some busy times ahead of you.

So what does this mean for right now?

It means that if you're ordering gear and/or getting leather/rubber pieces custom-made for something in October, you'd better get on it now.  I know people who create and sell their own leather pieces and, trust me, they're overloaded when Halloween rolls around and they can get cranky when people expect them to be able to whip things up late in the game or get pieces redone, refitted, whatever, 2 days before Halloween.  So avoid doing that kind of thing.  If you're going to show up at some parties in your coolest, most creative, Leather Lord getup, you'd better figure out the logistics and get crackin' on it.  

Even if you're thinking to yourself "Oh, I want to go as something sexy and unique, but I don't know what I want to do yet....", well, you'd better figure it out and get it or you'll only have picked-over shit to go through later on (unless going as a whimsical Ketchup Bottle Mascot or a crayon person is your fetish). 

If you're planning on wearing a revealing costume for Halloweentime fetish balls, hey, you've got a month and a half to make whatever lifestyle adjustments that will help you feel confidant once the time comes for you to march into those dungeons.  So, my kinky ones, do what you've gotta do and treat yourself well.

If you're planning on presenting yourself in some elaborate fetish outfit yes, sure, you may be able to scrounge up something decent last-minute but I wouldn't suggest it.  Pre-planning is typically the best way to go about it.

What am I going to go as this Halloween?  What's my fetish concept going to be?

I'm going to go as Master Aiden.  As I've mentioned before, most of the space in my closet is taken up by fetish gear (I have a lot more fetish gear than I do street clothes.  How 'bout them apples?) so I'll just utilize what I already have because there's a lot of it.  Even though I tell myself "No more fetish clothes! Enough already!" inevitably, new stuff trickles in from time to time and I get rid of old stuff.  So, yeah, this Halloween I'll just go as my scary, fetish self.  Plus, I'm running out of monsters to go as (I've done kinky demons, Frankenstein's Monster, vampires, mummies, zombies, aliens, etc.).  Maybe it's time to go as the ketchup bottle guy (no, I'd rather not).

September is already well underway.  October will be rolling in before you know it.  Click away from this blog and go order or buy your stuff, whatever it is.

Tuesday, September 9, 2014

Yes, Master (entry 106) : You Look So Nice When You Smile

Launched in 2009 as a regular column for Washington D.C.'s The New Gay website, "Yes, Master" is a series of essays, Q&A's, and rants by Chicago pro Dom, Master Aiden.  The new entries of "Yes, Master" continue here on  Feel free to write in, ask questions, etc.:



Even the word is enough to send some people over the edge.

I used to have a friend who hated clowns so much that even if I hummed a stereotypical circus calliope-sounding song, she wouldn't talk to me for the rest of the day.  Because she knew what I meant.  She knew that I was making fun of her coulrophobia, her fear of clowns.  Which made things fun, especially at night if we were coming home from somewhere late, driving down a dark road.....

There's a relatively small niche interest towards clowns within the BDSM/fetish world.

I think that it has to do with the extreme transformational aspects regarding clown appearance, clown behavior, etc.

You can never be completely sure if what they're expressing is sincere or sarcasm or a taunt.  They parody human expression, human feeling, human archetypes.  

And what's up with the white makeup and the colorful faces?  Is that supposed to be cute?  Funny?  What kind of message are they trying to put across?  (okay, maybe I'm looking into it too much but I'm one of those people who believes that every shape, color, texture, symbol, image that you intentionally apply to your appearance means something, even if it's subconcious).

So what are we supposed to gather from the appearances of clowns?  

That they're jolly corpses?  Aliens from another dimension?  Whimsical, abstract illustrations brought to life?

And, as we all know, clowns will do anything.  Anything they like.  They don't give a fuck.  There are no rules.

They can be the sinister aggressor or the submissive fool.  They can be anything.  They're unpredictable, Pan-like beings who look like absurd exaggerations of ordinary people (sort of....).

The more you think about it, the more terrifying they can be.  I don't blame my friend for being scared of them and I can't even imagine how she'd feel if she was to be tied up and "tickled" by one.

Or maybe it would conquer her fear.  Maybe she'd actually enjoy it?  

Maybe I should try it on her sometime.   just kidding

Tuesday, September 2, 2014

some Q's&A's

I haven't done a Q&A's posting in a while and it's that time again!  Sorry for not getting to them sooner but I've gotten a couple of new ones today (due to the new pics) and I thought to myself "Okay, there's a few that I meant to do a posting on and they're overdue", so let's get to it.  The newer ones first.

Q:  Hi, Master Aiden--I really like the new photos but summer's done.  Why advertise for summer now that it's over?

A:  Hi to you too.  When I post up new photo galleries (such as Holiday 2011 Gallery, Summer 2014 Gallery, etc., etc.), they're reflections of what I've been up to lately.  Posting the Summer 2014 Gallery yesterday reflects what I did, and where my head was at, during the last couple of months.  And my photo galleries are not exactly advertisements per se......they're just new photos of me featuring different scenes with slaves, ideas, scene concepts, fetish gear, perhaps some new additions to my leather inventory, etc.  They keep my image bank fresh and current which, for an adult entertainer/fetish worker such as myself, is part of my job of course.  Gotta have new pics periodically.  And those new pics being added on a regular basis keeps my blog and website interesting for my BDSM clients in the U.S. and, also, those who just enjoy visiting my blog (such as my readers in England, Germany, and so on).  I try to keep things lively and up-to-date.   So here's the thing--You can't show people pictures from Thanksgiving until Thanksgiving's already happened, you know what I mean?  The Summer Gallery shows what I've been up to this summer.  When I add new galleries and photos onto my blog and website, think of them as being creative image journals made specifically in order to update the pics overall and to spice things up.

Q:  Master, are you aging in reverse?  Get turned into a vampire since the last time I saw you?

A:  Ha!  Thanks.  Well, man, I'm just a guy in my early 30's who has been straightedge for a long, long time.  I try to take care of myself as much as I can without being obsessive or annoying about it.  I do go to the gym regularly but I'm a busy man with a very multifaceted life who's got other shit to do than spend 4 hours on the treadmill/with weights every day and nibble on kale salad or whatever.  I would do cleanses and all that but I don't have time for flaky, low-energy bullshit.  I've got to be hearty and buoyant or it will fuck up my schedule and I won't get all the things done that I need to get done (and there is a lot to do).  If you think that my BDSM life is a 3-ring circus, you have yet to see the freaks and bizarro situations that make up my creative endeavors and my grad school stuff (we'll talk about those some other time.....).  My life is pretty much an exhausting, over-the-top, weird cartoon extravaganza that somehow made its way into reality (but it's great, the people are great, and I'm not complaining).  I don't get to sleep as much as I should (oh well) and there's no such thing as a Lazy Sunday for me (inevitably some cousin has a birthday party that I'm supposed to attend somewhere in Michigan or whatnot, there are reports to write, plans to orchestrate, projects to edit, and so on and so on).  However.....I do my best to keep fit, drink lots of water, love the protein, use the deluxe moisturizers, etc., etc.  After 25 or so, all we can do is try to be decent to ourselves.  I realized that I couldn't get away with eating the same way that I did when I was 21, you know?  So I changed some things and I think that that probably helped (a lot).  No one is indestructible but I try to maintain, make nice adjustments, and move forward.  So, anyway, there's your answer.

Q:  Where are the nudes?

A:  Don't you mean:  "Where are the nudes, please, Master Sir?"  (just kidding)  Seriously, though, I'm on the fence about it.  Maybe one day.  Maybe tastefully done.  I don't know.  Undecided.  By this point, might as well.  I could.  Maybe?  We'll see.

And now to a question that probably deserves an entire posting unto itself but here we go:

Q:  Hello, Master Aiden.  I would like to be Dominated by you along with a group of hot, young guys.  How can we make this happen?

A:  This is a question that I get asked a lot.  I'm going to communicate the answer to this question as clearly, honestly, and thoroughly as possible.  Okay, lets brake this down.....

When you see porns and whatnot that feature a guy getting Dominated by a group of handsome young men, you must realize that you are:

* watching a porn.  It's not real.
* watching a porn in which the men participating are being paid very well.
* watching a porn in which, if they weren't being paid very well to be there, they wouldn't actually be there and the scene wouldn't actually be taking place.  Got it?

Now to you may be thinking of sub-questions within this main question which may sound along the lines of:

Q:  Well, if all it takes is some money to make this happen, how can I make this happen?

A:  Unless you're the owner of an oil company with breath-taking amounts of disposable income, I'm a bit skeptical that you can orchestrate this magnificent, huge cast porn fantasy into being.  You may want to cash in your block in Manhattan before you pay for this situation to truly materialize.  Good luck.  I hope that everyone actually shows up.  I'm not being cynical.  I'm being something much, much more frightening:

I'm being realistic.

Q:  Are you saying that these types of scenes never actually happen?

A:  Basically, yes.  That's precisely what I'm saying.  Pre-internet?  From what I've heard, maybe.  These days?  Nope.

Q:  Don't you have any gay friends that you could bring in to do this with us?

A:  Of course I have some good-looking gay friends.  But they find BDSM to be spooky, niche, confusing, overly intense, and high-maintenance.  Which brings me to.......

Q:  But what about the gay BDSM community?  Where are the cute, young guys?  Where are the scene guys?

A:  They're drinking.  They're talking about BDSM, they're wearing fetish outfits sometimes, they're thinking about how neat it is, and they're looking at cool pictures.  But 99.99% of the cute, young, gay(ish) guys, aren't doing a fucking thing about it.  I've been to the parties.  I've been to the events.  I've pushed the curtain aside and I'm not going to gild the lily, so to speak.  Most BDSM scene guys just enjoy looking, not actually playing.  This is reality.  However, there are some extremely rare exceptions.  Let's talk about them:

The players, the active and honest-to-God whippers/snappers/torturers, are typically not 25 years old.  The true BDSM champs--in real life--tend to be the seasoned leather veterans who range from 40ish/50ish and over.  They absolutely can be attractive, cool, and sexy but, no, they aren't frat boys.  Sorry.  These gentlemen have the confidence, the balls, the guts, the grit, and the life experiences that are needed in order for them to play the role of Master for someone new.  You want to get tied up, whipped, and humiliated?  There will be a few Daddies and maybe some bears who can make that happen for you.  A few within the major cities.  A few that won't flake-out on you, who will be able to follow through.  Even within that demographic, you've got your work cut out for you.  Again, good luck.  You're gonna need it.

But there are extremely RARE exceptions.  There are a couple of extraordinarily unique, almost impossible to find, younger Masters around to Dominate you.

I am one of those extremely rare exceptions.

And there is another young, male Dom in Chicago who is an extremely rare exception and a genuine, experienced, serious bondage Master.

Aside from us?  No one.

That's it for Chicago.  There are no others, my friend.

There's a few young Masters here in America that you can arrange to torture you (maybe 4 or 5, maximum?) and that's the extent of it.  There's probably a few young Dom Masters in Europe too but, like I said, they're going to be exceedingly rare.


There are plenty of rentboys and party boys around but why is it so darn difficult to arrange this elusive BDSM orgy that could go down in history alongside one of Caligula's mythic shindigs?  How about finding, perhaps, some random gay guys to come participate in this fantasy?  Why pay (or pay extra) for this?  Where's the fun?

Random hookup buddies from internetland act randomly.  They float.  They appear out of nowhere and then vanish back from where they came, similar to bugs or steam-phantoms out of Dante's Inferno.  You cannot control them.  You cannot count on them.  Lost souls floating around with airy, empty (but well-coiffed) heads.  Insect-balloon people from Hell itself, buzzing around, acting stupid, giggling, appearing, vanishing into electronic shadows.  Selfies.  Lots and lots of selfies.  And some blurry, curiously disembodied penis shots as if to say:  ".....and here is a penis.  Ever seen one of these before?"  The clothes will be attractive on many of these emotionally-stunted, interchangeable zombie Ken dolls but--whatever you do--don't scratch the surface.  Drunks.  Druggies.  Flaky grown men from Grindr who act and sound like trendy, 22-year-old girls.  Not good.  They want you to prove to be a possibility of a possibility and to reinforce their egos by giving them your attention and then whoosh! off they go, disappearing into the ether.  Not much scares me, but those kinds of people do.  I stay as far away from them as possible.  Drifting, pointlessness, and emptiness are the currencies of the realm in the Land of the Soulless.  But you'll see some really sharp haircuts, undoubtedly.  Beware.

Do you think that those guys will be able to congregate at one place during one time to Dominate you?  The randoms?  Those guys?

Now how about if, instead of that, you hired some pro Masters to complete this mission?  Well......

Professional S&M Masters and Mistresses are a rare breed.  That's putting it mildly.

Orchestrating BDSM sessions (actually leading them, composing them, and carrying them out) requires a cocktail of personality traits that is deeply uncommon.  Here are some just to boil it down to 10 but I'm sure that other pro Masters and Mistresses could add in more that I'm forgetting:

*You must be something of a psychoemotional acrobat who can be simultaneously cruel and caring.

*BDSM can not scare you, "creep you out", overwhelm you, or intimidate you.

*You must have a natural born (I'm not joking) temperament that allows you to understand BDSM dynamics within what must be at least a halfway-positive context.

*You must be strong enough to pull this off on a professional level.  You must be a professional.  An adult.  A grown-up.  Who understands what client means and how to treat and deal with clients.  Yes, for more than a month.  Not in a chuckly, let's-do-this-once-just-to-say-that-I-did-it kind of way.  That shit won't cut it.  Anybody can play pretend for a couple of weeks and then run away.

*You must be able to embody what an S&M Master or Mistress is when you're called to duty.  Yes, even if you're having a day where you don't feel like it.  If you can't easily conjure up that demon king within you, you're fucked.

*You can't act like an asshole or a sociopath.  But aren't you supposed to be mean?  Isn't that your job--to hurt people?  Yes.  And No.  If you don't understand this, then don't do this.  Do something else.

*You will probably need to spend hundreds and hundreds of dollars on gear BEFORE YOU ACTUALLY HAVE ANY CLIENTS so that you can start off with an at least halfway-decent bondage arsenal to carry out your S&M scenes.  I hope that you don't mind spending money.  Fact:  I worked at a part-time job for a year just so that I could spend that income on gear in order to start my other job as a pro BDSM Master.  Be prepared to invest and pre-plan.

*You must be humble.  No, this is not a conflict of interests.

*You must have an old soul and a sense of perspective because you are playing--in a way--the wicked father/brother/teacher overseer of people who are generations ahead of you.  Convincingly.  You have to be able to pull this off.

*You must be able to at least keep up with the leather world/BDSM subculture and maintain a general understanding of it (kind of like following the latest news, politics, etc.).

If someone doesn't have at least all of those qualities (and, like I said, there's probably some that I'm overlooking), then you can't count on them just showing up at your house at 9 pm and whipping your ass well.  This is your reality check.

Is it possible to arrange some randoms to drive over to your condo and watch you suck on various toes?  I used to think that that could happen but, unless it's San Francisco Folsom Street leather weekend and all the leather gays are congregating to this one specific location at this one very specific time, I absolutely doubt it.  Not with social media distracting everyone constantly, tempting them from one possibility to the next within seconds.

Real-deal BDSM players are extremely rare, even straight ones.  So you can imagine how small that number is within the smaller percentage that is the gay community.

If you can score (whether paying or nonpaying) a fetish world co-conspirator to actually show up and follow through with a real-deal scene, then you've accomplished a rare and beautiful goal.  Be happy.  Appreciate.  "Don't look the gift horse in the mouth" (even if you're the one doing the gifting) as the old saying goes.  Two guys Dominating you at once?  You've pretty much just won the lottery.  Rare.  Beyond rare.  More guys than that?  The Gods won't allow it.  Not these days.  Not unless you're one of the producers of Sean (or along those lines) and the cameras are rolling.

Group scenes?  Young dudes?  Nowadays?  On a Saturday night of your choosing?  For real?  Unless you're a millionaire?

Not a chance.

Case closed.

And then here are some examples of other common questions (even though they were answered to their respective senders a long time ago but you get what I'm saying)--

Q:  Hello, Master Aiden.  Could I schedule a 6 am session on a Monday?

A:  Yes.  I'm not the nicest person in the morning so that would probably work perfectly well considering.  If you're looking for a guy to smack you around at 6 in the morning, I'd be more than happy to be that guy.

Q:  Hello, Aiden--Would you be willing to teach my boyfriend how to Dominate me?  He's nervous about it but we want to give it a try.

A:  I love doing instructional BDSM sessions.  Let's schedule it and make it happen.

Q:  Dear Master Aiden, I'm new to Chicago but I'm looking to go to a leather night at a bar with some friends this upcoming weekend.  I don't have any leather outfits.  Where should I go?  It's kind of an emergency.  Thank you, Sir.

A:  There are two places to go that I would recommend.  I like to keep things really clear and simple, especially if you need to get this done in a jiffy, without going to the wrong stores and wasting time running around all over town.  There are two great shops for you to go to.  They're both in Chicago in the northeast section of the city.

*the Leather Sport/Cupids Treasures store in Boystown (click HERE)

*Mephisto Leathers (click HERE)

Just check with them so that you're there during open hours.  You will find what you're looking for at those places before your leather night happens.  You're welcome.

Monday, September 1, 2014

Summer 2014 Gallery

Fun and Games.  

Thrills, Skills, and Drills.

Summertime is meant to be enjoyed.

As my slaves know, there's no better way to beat the heat than to treat yourself to some good, old-fashioned training.

Whether that training is typical or unorthodox, give it a go.

Stay active.  Get out there and put your best foot forward.  

Challenge yourself by being the greatest submissive that you can be.

Very Special Thanks to Slave S. for being the slave in these photos and, also, Special Thanks to Ms A.H. for stopping by last-minute late on Saturday to do some behind-the-camera work (you're very nice and it's always a pleasure to hear your sassy comments).

All photos were taken in August 2014.

Saturday, August 30, 2014


The new Summer 2014 Gallery will be posted late(ish) tomorrow--Sunday--night.

There's a couple more images that I want to add to tell the "story" in this series of photographs (even though there's not really an actual narrative to it, exactly, but bare with me).

Thursday, August 28, 2014

the last week of August

Well, the summer's almost over (almost) but here in Chicago it's hot and muggy and humid as it possibly can be.

I've been a very busy Master lately--busier than usual (lots of regular BDSM sessions and lots of non-BDSM projects as well)--so I apologize for the lack of "Yes, Master" essays for a while.  I do enjoy posting those in-depth, substantial blog entries but it's been very difficult to plunk down 3 dedicated hours to write one (that's typically how long a halfway decent "Yes, Master" entry takes).  And now grad school is starting up again (ugh) so, obviously, I have to attend to that while whipping and binding people and doing bizarre creative projects with some fellow Chicagoans, etc., etc.

Yes, lots going on and more to tackle.  This is why I keep a very serious planner/calendar situation so that I can have all this crazy business figured out.  Some nights there's only time for 3 or 4 hours of sleep.  Oh well.  But there are times when that exhaustion magically feeds into my ideas for weird BDSM photo concepts so it's funny how that works.  I'll be driving through Chicago (which is inspirational unto itself, no matter if you're a creative type or not), heading home from a session at some dungeon at 2 in the morning, and then a new idea will pop into my head "Hey, it would be interesting and strange if we did......".  That's probably where half of the photos that you see here come from.  Lucidity.  It is what it is.

I'll do more "Yes, Master" essays when I can--I will, don't worry--but I think that you readers should start anticipating more leather event notifications and Short Spank quick entries being more frequently posted.  I'll do longer writings when I can--once or twice a month, typically--but having to keep things short and sweet, when it comes to my weekly blog entries, will probably be the case more often.

But yet.....

Tomorrow I'll be doing another photo shoot for my Summer 2014 Gallery which will be up this coming Sunday right here on masteraiden.blogspot.

This summer gallery is well-done gay S&M basics.  Nothing too crazy or elaborate--we do it in my Werkstatt dungeon--but it's still good stuff.  It has a sadistic instructional but humorous angle to it.  The theme is "Slave Training" and it mixes some conventional bondage scenarios with personal training and humiliation.  It's kind of silly and ridiculous but you'll like it.  The more I think about it, the more I realize that there's a lot of truth to it and it's definitely appropriate for what I do.  I don't usually have a clipboard and a coach's whistle during real sessions but, for the new photos, those props are fun and they work with the scene being depicted.  As you know, I like to squeeze a little bit of humor in the photos sometimes.

The Fall 2014 Gallery will be pretty elaborate with a kind of gothic/post-apocalyptic thing going on with cool, unusual outside locations and whatnot.  It's kind of hard to explain but you'll see what I mean later on.

Of course I feel very, very lucky and grateful to have my own, private, geared-up dungeon space but--when it comes to doing upcoming photography for this blog and my website--I want to start exploring more unexpected and unusual locations to utilize (without causing a ruckus or traumatizing anyone, clearly).

So will there be more fancy-pants galleries and long "Yes, Master" entries coming up?  Well, fuck, yes, of course there will be!  My point is that I just have to be very structured and self-disciplined with my time (because there's less of it to dick around with for a good, long while).

Am I taking more sessions?  Yes, of course.  That's my job.  Schedule whenever you're ready and I'll put it on my calendar and set that time slot aside for your submission (this is the part in which my life is kinda/sorta similar to your dentist's in a certain way.  Well.......kind of.).

Alright, back to work.

Saturday, August 23, 2014

Short Spank: Sneaky Bastards

The first-ever photograph featuring human beings was taken by French artist and chemist Louis Jacques-Mandé Daguerre in Paris in 1838.

It features a striking image of sunlit rooftops......and if you'll notice, in the bottom left section of the photo, is a man getting his shoes shined.  Or maybe it was his boots.  No one knows.  And, even though the details are rough, it's easy to see that the Master in this image is thoroughly in charge.


Deliberate Dominance/submission roleplay?

A leather fetish scene?

Probably not.  Most likely this was just a typical shoeshine that took place every morning between these two gentlemen.

But you never know........

Saturday, August 16, 2014

Motor Madness

Detroit's going to be having its own bondage/kink-focused event weekend.  September 26th through the 28th, 2014.

This is going to be the 6th time that they've had this.  I'm very surprised that I didn't know about it.  I'd be willing to bet that it's probably fantastic (there's a strong fetish/leather community up there and there will, inevitably, be people coming from all over the Midwest, Canada, etc. to go to this).

I want to go, that's for damn sure.

The website for the Exotica Detroit Fetish Weekend is right HERE.

Saturday, August 9, 2014

Short Spank: Gradually

There's no rush.

It's not a race.

If you're Dominating someone, work them up to the point where they can handle more intense scenes.  Even if it takes a while (3 scenes, 8 scenes, a year or so of embracing the submissive sides of themselves, whatever is necessary--everyone is different).  Working people up gradually is the way to do things in my opinion and, also, acknowledging that everyone has their own specific limits (which they all do, let's face it).

Doling out punishments incrementally means there's less likelihood that anyone will get turned off or freaked-out (too freaked-out, that is) and that they'll feel more comfortable--and empowered--diving deeper into their BDSM journeys.  Especially for people who may be new (or new-ish) to BDSM.

Take your time.  It's best for the submissive and it's best for the Dominant too.  Starting things off with too much intensity is typically not a great idea......despite the fantasies of some submissives.  Sometimes their imaginations are bigger than their stomachs.

If you're working up towards some good bondage and punishment, feel free to make the climb itself part of the experience.