UnspeakableAxe
A Story Of Sex, Submission and…wow I can't sum it all up here
Yep…I haven’t had a birthday that good in a very long time.
What you can’t see is my arms bound above my head.
Ok, there’s lots more you can’t see. I’ll save that for a paid member section. (50 cents a month membership!) someday.
I know, I know. I haven’t been posting much lately. Frankly with two jobs and looking for a new place to live, I’ve been super super busy.
I’ve got lots of drafts on the way though!
Tomorrow I’ll be sitting down with four women in the lifestyle to record and episode of the podcast.
It’ll be a roundtable discussion to talk about…well..that part is partially up to you.
Have a question about something you’d like to ask four smart, funny and dominant women?
email me unspeakableaxe at gmail.
My friend Miss Victoria X has pointed out more Found Femdom images to me than I can remember. It’s a good thing I don’t pay commission for every image. Once again she emailed me with another good collection.
In her note she said of one of the models, Lara Stone,”should get an award for doing the most found femdom-y shoots of any model.“
Awesome awesome awesome!
If you have any images you’d like to send just shoot an email to unspeakableaxe at gmail.
A conversation with my friend Raul about his intruduction into BDSM, his experiences dating dominant women, why limits are a good thing, his ideas for porn movies and more.
Also featuring the first voicemail to the podcast.
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Well we’re back from the farm and I can honestly say it couldn’t have gone better.
I was a little nervous for a number of reasons. I knew losing the farm would be an emotional time for the family, it would be a lot of hard work getting everything ready and I knew she would be seeing me in a new light. She’d be seeing me with the people that have known me the longest.
Two days before we were going to arrive on the farm I learned that it would be less of a vacation and more of a job. There was still a lot of work to do. Instead of spending the time showing Sade around, we’d be spending the time working, working and working. Not exactly what I had in mind when I knew she was coming back with me. I wanted to take her on a vacation, not take her to a place where she’d be working her ass off.
“I’m thinking of this as an adventure, not a vacation” she assured me.
I swooned.
Yeah….she made me swoon a number of times while we were there. She also made me ache, moan, awe and lots of other mushy feelings.
Now I could go into all the details of how much my family loved her, how great she looked in ragged down farm clothes, how I finally got to feel what it’s like to sleep next to someone I was involved with on the farm (and not just anyone either) how having her there made the trip go from a sad occasion to something I’ll never forget…but I’ll save that for another time.
Long story short, she and I had fun and can’t wait for another trip together. Next time it’ll be somewhere warm though.
Meanwhile, I’m saving my pennies for another adventure with her.
it was pretty hard to say goodbye to this place that has been in my family for over 100 years. Farming isn’t what it used to be (if it ever was), money was always tight when I was growing up, I’m lucky and happy that I got to have the experience I did when I was growing up. I hope to one day be able to buy it back. Will I be able to? Probably not but one never knows. Either way I’m eternally grateful that she came back with me and got to see that part of me.
She’s seen me as a slave and a man and now she’s seen me what I started as. She’s seen me as a farmboy from the great plains.
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