L&R April 2017

Liberty
Issue 8
April 2017
&
Restraint
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TOPPING FROM
THE BOTTOM
How Much of a problem is it?
Do we Dominants provide the platform
for it to happen and is there any tools
to help identify and prevent it?
THROWN TO THE
FLOOR
FEATURES
The conclusions from last months topic
Sub Frenzy and the notes of the live
debates
Letter from
the editor
Shivers Down
my Spine
Simply Online
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Letter from the editor
Editors
Flame Jie
Sir Arithon
Columnists
A. Sands
Chef Lew
Writers
Kacey Raines
Carosell
Sir Vice
This month sees a brand new look to the magazine and a
wonderful collaboration with Sir Arithon our shiny and talented
new Associate Editor.
Between the pages you will find the
usual high quality articles fun and
mischief, so happy reading!
Don’t forget to drop in to our brand
new bi weekly debate on a
Wednesday @2pm SLT, where we
throw out the old model of discussions
and dare to be different…..grins
Frenzy, the torment of confusion….
Frenzy is the tight skin feeling and suffocation of trying to be
other than I am, restless and railing at the complications, no
peace when looking at an empty Dominant’s chair with a
restless heart…
If you met me yesterday, I'm sorry
If you met me today, I'm sorry
If you meet me tomorrow
you're welcome
Tomorrow will be better than today the confusion settling, so I
use a sledge hammer to break out of that powerless feeling,
frenzy trying to keep me so small, I wake up each morning
and take up as much space as I can as I am not here to play
small.
Trying to be resilient, resolved in strength and foundation. I feel angry and out of sorts. At
those times I want to throw, break, smash, until I sob out the pressure I feel building up
inside me.
I refuse to stay small I find my centre and peace, where can I find it when you are
absent, work to do, thoughts to resolve, A foundation to remember, clinging to you, even
when you feel like you are not there.
Easier said than done at times, so walk through these pages, here’s hoping you find
some nuggets of wisdom, take what you will from the articles for your own dynamic.

In this Issue….
Contents
Thrown to the floor
The conclusions of last months live
debate at the L&R venue in second
life. Last months Subject was
submissive frenzy by Sir Arithon
D/shion
Our Introduction to second life
fashion D/s photography.
Whats on in second life
Our New look VIP section. This
section will introduce you to some of
the wonderful places you can visit
and enjoy in second life. Also some
of the educational groups you can
join for quality lifestyle and
community information
Kinky Kitchen
Amazing recipe’s by Sir
Cheflew
Articles
Topping from the
bottom
Evocative topic that
inspires a multitude of
opinion. Can we agree?.
Is it a real phenomenon
at all?
The Party (part one)
Two part drama by
Kacey Raines
Running(Over and Over
Again)
A reflective piece by
Carosell
“Resolution”
The second of 4
monologues describing
the journey to the collar
by Sir Arithon
“Frenzy”
Limits Unleashed, A
Dominant perspective by
Sir Vice
“Frenzy” by Loony
A frank review for our
simply online section.

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Contents
Classifieds
Information and advertisement for
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Articles
Gallery
Erotic art, Editor’s picks.
Useful links
Liberty & Restraint in
world review!
Review of stores and
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crumbs for fun and
information.
Simply Online
Specific content for those of the
lifestyle who only practice in Second
life or other online platforms and how
you might manage relationships in
these spaces.
Coming up…
A sexy glimpse into all that is
new, hot and exciting in
Liberty & Restraint Magazine.

Picture by A.Sands
In this Issue….

Liberty & Restraint
Magazine prides itself on
being diverse, we are not
limited in our view of
sexuality or dynamic
choice.
With that in mind we
would like to invite
writers with
experience of gay,
lesbian, bisexual or
transgender to
write about their unique
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Thrown to the floor
Well our first debate style of discussion was received it is fair to say with mixed
responses. I guess people are not used to this type of format. What we are looking for
is a forum where all opinions hold as much weight as any
other with the ability to challenge and probe peoples
views.
The conclusions of last
months live debate at
the L&R venue in second
life. Last months Subject
was submissive frenzy by
Sir Arithon
Typical SL discussions with the rather gentlemanly and
restrained discussion format tend to promote a
consensus view point and what i am hoping to achieve in
this forum is a more fringe and dynamic response.
Dominant and Submissive voices, popular and unpopular
views welcomed although be prepared to be challenge (respectfully of course)
because this a debate to dig out what people really think.
There is no facilitator for these debates and lets keep the challenge to the open floor.
Look out for the notices when the next one is happening. We would love to see you
there at the Liberty and Restraint Venue.
Suffice to say though we did get going and had a good look at a variety of perceptions
of the term frenzy. As promised here is the summary of the groups conclusions
although we didn't cover the topic in the depth it deserves or the time allowed.

Submissive Frenzy
Our conclusions based on a very limited number of participants
Probing the areas of Sub frenzy requires a certain amount of courage on the
part of submissive who are required to discuss with a group some of the most
emotional feelings often promoting feelings of vulnerability
and so first I’d like to say thank you to the contributors who
braved the floor.
Frenzy it was concluded comes in many forms. Discussion
even drifted to those types who mimic being in that way to
attract attention to their need. This group is often suffering
from some sort of abandonment or desperation to find any
dynamic at any cost. It is true to say that they pose a threat
to themselves in terms of some of the dynamics they might
find and they also pose a threat to any Dominant that may
attempt to help them and inadvertently find themselves
making it worse. Support groups thankfully exist to help
this group and every chance should be given for them to
be steered in that general direction.
Another view was that sometimes-heavy emotional stress
can bring on the felling of panic. We discussed here the
ways in which a Dominant can assist with these feelings
especially over distance. IT is a difficult thing when
separated by time and space to provide the up close
personal care that is wanted at these times but most
healthy dynamics it seems have built in mechanisms to cope with these natural
states especially in submissive people. Simple communication tools, ways to
contact, phones, Skype and email are just some powerful ways of bridging the
distance and touching when all around you the walls are closing in.
What causes frenzy? I think that it would be very hard to isolate a single or
even a small group of causes here and also very difficult to dig out the real
truth. Not because people are deceitful but let’s face it an emotionally violent
reaction to a perfectly benign situation with no explanation is pretty difficult to
explain.
We are not basket cases but the sheer intensity of the things we can
experience in the Power exchange dynamic opens the mind to the ravages of
this sort of thing.

Abandonment is a real problem when time and life constraints pressure people into not
being able to provide the level of support those that are in a 247 situation can provide.
Tools for contact are most welcome here and the ability to be able to agree steps we
need to take when we are confronted with this sort of problem.
The submissives in the group talked about support networks and people to
talk to and the fact that they have themselves
developed coping skills when they are able to
detect the onset of frenzy.
But what of Dominants? Do we experience the
same? This is an unpopular admission I guess but
yes the group stepped up and for sure we can
frenzy. The feeling of being powerless over a
situation is one way this can occur. The not
knowing how to respond does affect us all and can
lead to meltdown of that famous Dominant control.
mess.
We would generally not show that side of course
and prefer to retreat to a quiet corner to get it
pulled back together. In truth I am the opposite
and tend to tear at a thing
until I do have some control
over it. This does in truth lead
to a rather ugly bear
splashing around making a
Communication is always the key and setting up
mechanisms inside your dynamics that help you manage
these situations with the minimal amount of damage.
My thoughts echo everything I have recited here but in a
closing thought I would add:
Remember that inside a dynamic no matter its make-up
there are still two or more people with real human
emotions fears and dreams. This can sometimes spill out
of a person without them being able to do a thing about it
and I think life is all the more exciting for it.
Sir Arithon
“I am. Two of the most powerful words in the world because
what you put after them will shape your reality”

Running, by Carosell
Running(Over and Over Again)
By: Carosell
It was a year ago we met. Me, on he heels of a crippling
heartbreak, trying to pick my way alone through a world I
was never meant to be alone in.
You were not alone, not in heart nor circumstance. I
made note of the fact that you were claimed long before
we met and treated you with friendly circumspect. I was
vulnerable you see, and I was very aware of it. Yet you
found me in the crowd, over an over again, singling me
out, with a focus that made me run from you, over and
over again, throwing up my “friendly circumspect” as a
guard. You were relentless, without meaning to be so,
offering exactly what I needed- caring, respect, friendship,
loyalty, protection. Every feminine part of me was pulled
to every alpha part of you.
“We’re like Romeo and Juliet, aren’t we?” you said. Do
you even remember? I remember how the words rang
within me. Made me pause. Compelled me to show you,
only for a moment, my vulnerability to you, you could
breach my boundaries like no other could. Always the
gentleman you didn’t push to take advantage as others
would. You told me I was safe with you... and then proved
it... over and over again.
Running(Over and Over
Again)
a reflective piece by
Carosell
But I was already on the run, from you, again, pulling the
friendly circumspect behind me like a cloak.
I ran haphazardly, and headlong, straight into a spider web of disaster. Everyone could
see it would be disaster, but me. I was blinded by the glittery, dewy newness of the web.
The beauty of it up close disguised the web for what it was... A trap! So many others had
been caught in that web before me, and would be caught in it after me. I, like them,
confused the web for a haven, all the while unaware of how the web was being spun
tighter and tighter around... suffocatingly tight. How could I not see the web for the peril
it was? I was blinded. By then the web had been spun around my head, covering even
my eyes. I was lulled into such a sense of security that when the killing blow came I was
unaware and unprepared.

Suddenly I was free-falling! The perceived warmth and safety of the web destroyed.
The web in tatters revealing it for what it really was. Pain. So much pain. Pain on every
side. All I can do is curl up in a ball as pain surrounds me on every side. As I flutter to
the ground, bruised and broken, you’re there with offers of a safe haven, standing sentry,
arms crossed, imposing, strong, and promising that no one will get by you again.
My wounds are tended. I begin to heal. It seemed from one day to the next you moved
from sentry to intimate bodyguard. You’ve decided it’s time you stop letting me run...
you’ve decided to give chase. I vaguely recognise that I was only mildly the focus of
your attention before, but now I’m the complete centre of it.
My focus centres on you, as well. Now, I can’t wait to hear your voice, I can’t wait for you
to get home. Perfectly content to be cocooned in your arms as we talk about the
mundane. My thoughts filled with pictures of touching you, kissing you, licking you, biting
you, tasting you. I try to tell myself we’re just friends, I try to run away. I look for the cloak
of friendly circumspect but it’s in shreds, and those shreds don’t last past the first sound
of your voice, touch of your hand, murmur of your lips against my skin... I want to hear
your voice commanding me. I want to feel your fingers caressing a path possessively
across my breasts. I want to feel your lips on my skin. I want... I want...
I want so much, I can’t put it into words. I don’t dare put myself out there, vulnerable...
again... with words. Not even with you. So I do my best to show you, pressing close, my
breasts brushing your chest so you can feel my nipples dragging there. My teeth,
nibbling along your jaw to your ear, teasing, tempting, coaxing. I try not to let my
vulnerability show, trying to balance just the right mix of playfulness, intensity, and need.
I move up to straddle your lap, my mouth, nibbling and licking down your neck past your
shoulder, to your chest where I bite down, lightly, not wanting to hurt you. Not sure if
you’ll like it.
“Harder, love,” you order.
I shiver and moan softly because that’s exactly what I want, I was just to shy, to nervous,
to scared to show you the full extent of my needs, my desires, my... tastes. I bite harder
as commanded and you moan. I flick my tongue out soothingly against your skin and
your hands at my hips tighten briefly. My mouth moves down to rub against your nipple.
I flick my tongue out and feel you shift under me.
Your hands move up into my hair. Taking a handful of my hair, you pull my head
back and your mouth descends on mine. My lips cling hungrily to yours, my tongue
seeks yours out. My mouth does everything to yours that it can, and when you pull away
I can see my need reflected in your face along with demands of your own. I pull in a
stuttering breath, as my lust explodes into something ravenous. I look at you,
unexpectedly at a loss of what to do next, and so afraid of disappointing you. But before
I can panic, you take over and I’m caught up so quickly I’m not sure what happens
next....

You hands and mouth touch me and taste me everywhere. My clothes are roughly and
urgently removed as are yours. I’m lifted, moved, repositioned over you all in a whirlwind
of movements my mind can barely register because my mind and body are overwhelmed
by the heat and desire you’ve stoked to all consuming levels. All I know is I’m naked
straddling an equally naked you again. My breasts are cupped in your hands. I’m utterly
aware of your cock hot, hard, and drooling just beneath my heated wet core. I realise if I
just sink down a couple of inches I’ll finally have you inside me.
A sharp smack on my ass warns me and I stop, looking at you biting my lip. Your thumbs
rub across my nipples as you look at me sternly, making it clear without words that you’ll
take me only when your ready... and you still have some playing to do. Ass stinging,
pussy throbbing, nipples hard and tingling. I whimper, and nod slowly in acquiescence.
Still my hips rotate above your cock.
“Are you swollen? Wet?” you ask, your eyes on mine as your lips rub across a nipple.
I bit my lip unable to suppress a moan. “And throbbing,” I respond on a breath.
A brow raises in surprise. “Throbbing? Already sweetheart?”
I nod. “Please, baby. Please... I need-.” My words are cut off by a cry of pleasure as you
take my nipple into you mouth, sucking hard. You pull back, my nipple still in your
mouth, held in your teeth pulled, stretched reaching that point of pleasure/pain that
makes me close my eyes, and dig my nails into your back. You don’t release my nipple.
Instead, still holding my breasts in a firm hard grasp you drag me close and suck my
nipple into your mouth again. Bitting my nipple lightly you turn to the other breast, the
other nipple, giving it the same attention.
My breasts feel swollen, heavy and oh so sensitive now, but just as I’m thinking I want
you to do it all, all over again and again, you hands grip my waist and pull me down hard
on your cock! I scream your name! My nails dig into your shoulders. I hear you groan,
but I can’t stop to savour or respond because your moving inside me, hard, fast. Your
hands at my hips demanding, training me to keep up with your pace. God, Baby,
damned if I didn’t try. It’s almost too much all the sensations, you cock, long hard thick
inside me, filling me, stretching me, every bit as demanding as the rest of you. I cry your
name like prayer over and over.
I wrap my arms tight around your neck. My hands trailing down rake your back, leaving
my mark on you. You come into me over and over, my wetness coating you, your
hardness filling me. My nails anchor into your back my cries become hiccups signaling
my impending fulfilment.
“There it is.” Your voice catches on a groan. “Cum for me, Sweetheart.”

Your words throw me off the precipice completely and I am fracturing all around you,
feeling completely torn apart and put back together all at the same time. I cry out,
something, some word that is somewhere between your name and gibberish. But it’s not
the end. It goes on and on, shaking me, wrecking me, making me, destroying me, and
creating me. I feel you erupt inside me and that pushes me higher and pulls me deeper.
Collapsed against your chest my breath shallow, my heart and limbs weak. Doubts and
fears begin to crowd in. I press my face to your neck, not wanting to face them and not
ready to face you. Your arms move up my back and wrap tightly around me. I feel you
kiss my forehead. I sigh and feel the doubts and fears fade into the darkness.
Against my ear I hear you whisper, “Good girl, you stopped running.”
Music: Ready for Love

Resolution
“Resolution”
The second of 4 monologues
describing the journey to the collar by
Sir Arithon
A set of four monoluges
by Sir Arithon. Short
pieces in the journey to
the collar. Until recently
the set had not been
completed and i would
ask that you review them
and give an honest
critique of the content.
This series will appear
over the next two
month’s in the magazine
and will also be available
on our blog and website.
Happy reading!
Resolution (Part 2)
Finally he decides to
engage with that side of
him and embrace the
girl.
Next month will see
“Submission” the third in
the series of the
monologues.

The man chuckles, putting pen to paper this poignant escapes numb fingers as each
word tumbles around, looping from head to heart. Surely something so special can not
evade him forever.?
The man chuckles what would you say to one so pivotal on all you think and do. How
would you write with no ambition upon the words, no expectant result but still convey the
depth of feeling so profound ?
The man Sighs. Perhaps a break from weary pondering, phrases slipping away the
moment they Crystallise. Each time he gets up to refresh tired coffee cup a thought
springs into being and his labours continue?
The man stretches. How can he express his heart and yet remain objective. A depth of
feeling so resolute, so strong yet vibrant and healthy. Is it rising panic that the message
will be lost that forces words to remain elusive. ?
The man frowns never before has such a task remained so impossible to reach. He
knows what it is he seeks yet with each passing hour the clutching and grasping of words
and ideas tumble into each other and refuse to gel on the page. ?
The man Laughs a flickering gaze at the paper basket reveals many failed attempt to
craft this emotional note. Contorted balls of paper with half written lines that yet failed to
bring them to life. Discarded for their imperfections, dismissed as nothing but flotsam.
How can it be that hard?
The man smiles the reflection of his tired eyes flickering in the window. A freedom
sweeping over him with the realisation of the answer. Slow once elusive words slip into
the pen an March at cross the paper somehow lending power to determined fingers.
The man stands finally content at his labour. The message complete and neatly folded
out of sight as if the merest glimpse would rob it of power. So simple in the end the
message to convey her importance, to demonstrate such feeling without the heady
weight of pressure laid upon those already burdened shoulders.

The man smiles and extinguishes the candle now spluttering in its own wax. The
darkness cool on tired eyes. The message resonating from beneath the folded cloak of
parchment. He felt sure it's meaning would be clear and envisioned beautiful fingers
pealing back the corners.
Secure in the knowledge that the two words written there would speak volumes..
Simply…
Thank You.?

“Frenzy?”
Introduction
So a question I’ve been asked often is, “What do we mean by “Frenzy”?”. This comes
up often when someone speaks about “sub frenzy” but
there is also “Dom frenzy” as well. I hope to shed some
light on these situations by looking at the bigger picture
and then how these roles might manifest in people’s
behaviour.
Frenzy Definition
In general, we can pretty easily visualise a “frenzy of
activity”, but what do we actually mean?
Copyright (C) 2015,
Limits Unleashed LLC.
By definition, the use of “frenzy” boils down to: (1) wild excitement or derangement, (2)
extreme mental agitation, (3) a violent fit or spell of emotions or activity characteristic of
mania. As an example, this might be a flurry of activity to get ready for a party before
guests arrive when accompanied by heightened emotions, or desperate rushing to
gather materials and books before rushing to class or work.
When used in the BDSM culture, the common use usually references someone relatively
new to the scene and who is experiencing overwhelming excitement. The frenzy is the
want to do all the things, all the time, more and more, and now all NOW!

This state often leads to poor decision making and therefore bad outcomes which range
from not enough sleep, food, water, to poor choices about partners and details of scenes.
Frenzy can also cause one to omit the mindfulness needed to properly recognise the
nature of risk inherent in various types of play; drop important details such as: mental,
emotional, and physical limits, needs, or after care; and miss proper signals during
scenes to help govern safety and response – often resulting in serious harm.
Frenzy Sources
Spinning
Spinning out of control can feel fun, but its dangerous to you and others without proper
self-restraint and control.
Let’s put these things together. What we have is an Emotional drive to Act, a feeling so
strong it distorts perspective and priority. Frenzy demands we take heed – often without
much consideration or regard to consequences. When someone is subject to a frenzied
state, they are Reacting (no thought) versus Responding (mindfulness), spinning out of
control. But what causes the frenzy?? Well lots of things, among them include, but not
limited to:
Newbie Excitement
Identity Insecurity
Proving/Approval
Posturing
Scene Rush/Drop
Loneliness/Desperation
Distraction/Coping
Newbie Excitement
Newbie excitement is pretty easy to recognise. They have no experience, want to do “all
the things”, and push themselves to fit everything in with a certain reckless abandon.
This is a type of frenzy. In their excitement and naïveté, all the precautions go out the
window – among them proper sleep, hydration, nutrition, and pacing. While it’s okay to
be excited, it is not okay to lose your mind in the process and ignore the risks associated
with decisions and responsibilities that will just “slow you down. It’s all about the wonder
of potential and the intensity of newness.
While it’s good to be excited and optimistic about your potential experiences, you still
need to keep a level head. Rushing into things completely clueless was fine as a child,
BUT you are an adult now, like it or not, and are responsible for your choices, or lack
thereof. You must, therefore, temper yourself and show enough self-discipline to use
good judgment. If you want to be a careless twit, that’s your call of course, but don’t drag
anyone else into your drama and try to use your “innocence” as an excuse.

Identity Insecurity
There is a misunderstanding that a person must fit into a category or label that describes
them. This is essentially seeking some confirmation of who they are, both to themselves
and to others, a specific label on which they can rely. Many people in BDSM, especially
those new, often focus or obsess over finding the right term or label for themselves.
Once they seem to have found a label or term, they either adopt it themselves or insist
another should recognise that role immediately and completely. Essentially, this is a
tendency to force BDSM into an all or nothing proposition – another form of frenzy. Do
not fall into the trap to test and find your identity in a hurry and without careful
contemplation or reflection.
Defining yourself, your identity, is not conveyed by adopting a label. Labels and terms
are only a tool to help describe what we have found to be partially true, and is essentially
a shortcut in communication. This shortcut is not meant to be the full dialog however, but
rather only the start of establishing some initial common ground as to what you are
looking for and what might be a good fit.
Proving /Approval
So you feel you are optimistic, but not overexcited. You are more than a label, but
perhaps found a few that helps others understand where you are coming from. Good…
you are on the right track. Now others might push back on how you are defining yourself
(are you a “true” Dom or sub?), or you might say to yourself “well, you said you are X,
now prove it.” If you are going out of your way to overly extend yourself in order to prove
yourself, prove your love or devotion, prove your ability to give or receive, then it’s a
dare. Whether from your inside voice or someone else, do not fall for the dare.
There is a tendency to lose mindfulness when our bluff is called. It’s what I call the “oh
yeah?!?” response and tends to go overboard to Prove the strength of your conviction.
Human nature often tends to double-down on a belief or conviction. That is another sort
of frenzy, to over commit beyond reason into something potentially dangerous because
you are allowing yourself to be baited, and the emotions are getting the better of you.
Posturing
Posturing as a form of frenzy is what you get when you combine “Identity Insecurity” and
“Proving/Approval”. This is a perfect recipe for disaster for the individual and those
around them, both for the drama and possible harm it can cause. Essentially, the
element of trying to establish their identity is assuming a role completely, and often
without the necessary experience or education required. With ego invested, there is now
a need to try to walk the talk, and if that fails, bluff and bluster. Learning has ceased to
occur, sensitivity to the needs or safety of others has halted, and we have a dangerous
situation where there is just enough knowledge to be dangerous and too little concern
about others to be reckless.

Copyright (C) 2015,
Limits Unleashed LLC.

There is no simple cure or fix for reckless and wilful ignorance. If you see it, run from it
as quickly as you can. No need to comment on it, just shut it down and move on.
Chances are anything you might have to say of value to them will simply be ignored
because the door to learning isn’t open. If you find yourself getting caught up in the
moment, and starting to fall into this trap, give yourself a little time out. Get some air,
breathe deep, and ground yourself back to reality. There is no shame in humility, in
learning, and being open to others. Everyone makes mistakes, for that is how we learn;
it’s when we do not listen and learn from our lessons that we repeat our errors. Check
the ego at the door, and be your genuine best self.
Scene Rush/Drop
Frenzy can also come from the incredible highs of a good scene, as much as the drop
that eventually occurs afterwards. On one hand you may be so energised by a scene,
something so intense and charging, that you just want More of it. The neurochemicals in
your body are altering your perceptions, feelings, and thinking. All you know is that you
want more of this thing that was so amazing. Or maybe you had a great scene and are
still floating and buzzing, feeling better than ever. Things start to subside, the
neurochemicals correct, and you start coming down – and it sucks. There is the adage
of “a little of the hair of the dog that bit you” comes to the front of the mind. You need
something. NO, you NEED something NOW to help you through this.
You are, essentially, now caught up in “chasing the dragon”. You are now seeking the
same high – or at least something close enough to help you through. Make no mistake…
that is exactly what it is, a high created through your own body’s production of chemicals
and hormones. First, one must realise that when you are on a drug (any drug, even
ones your body produce) the first rule is remembering that you ARE ON A DRUG. What
you experience and feel is not part of the normal day to day. This moment is the
exception, not the norm. There is nothing like your first intense experience, much like
someone’s first great high. The two are NOT different – which is why the community
shuns use of substances in play, its already risky enough to have significant challenges
without adding yet another factor to complicate things and make it even riskier.
Loneliness/Desperation
I often hear about the challenges when dealing with long distance relationships or the
time between play parties, events, and visits with their significant others. Loneliness can
be a very tangible and heavy emotional burden. When it goes on for too long and/or
when the insecurity starts adding to that emotional weight, it can be unbearable. Add to
this the feelings behind why we feel lonely. To alleviate the pain, the hunger or desire to
go the extra mile and make up for lost time can be quite palatable.
This is yet another type of frenzy, where logic leaves the building in the face of loneliness
and feelings of desperation. The desire to eliminate this pain can be so strong that good
judgment is abandoned in order to lessen the feelings of isolation, doubt, rejection, etc.
A simple fact borne out by research is that much of addiction leads back to feelings of
isolation and loneliness. Coping depends on learning how to be brave and strong with
yourself as well as building and using your support network. Try reconnecting with
family, friends, partners, nature, or your spiritual practice – it’s about connection.

Distraction/Coping
For many, the feeling of being under stress is no trivial matter. Be it professional or
personal demands, whether in expressions of criticism, or events that leads to physical
or emotional isolation or abandonment. When feelings of rejection are compounded by
emotions of embarrassment or humiliation, this makes things even worse. Life can be
particularly challenging, especially when trying to manage painful emotions associated
with rejection. Therefore, it is not uncommon to seek a method of escape from the
awareness of pain you presently feel. It is the basis for much of our current
entertainment industry, to escape and distract, and why US consumer habits are often an
emotional based sale. Yet, this is also another type of frenzy state.
Use of reckless action to cope or distract yourself from life’s stressors, while common
enough, is still reckless. One might seek to relieve pressures at work, at home due to
children, or matters of relationship tension. When the use of a thing is engaged with a
certain wanton disregard for outcome or consequence, we can still say its part of the
Frenzy mindset. The need to play becomes a coping tool, and by proxy a method of self
medication through induced saturation of neurochemicals. If so, then it is no different
than the use of alcohol or drugs to “numb the pain”, which often has harmful
consequences to relationships, jobs, children, and a healthy balance in managing life.
Closing
Frenzy happens for many reasons, and while it is typically attributed to subs, it happens
for Doms as well. It is, put simply, a desperate drive to have your needs satisfied. The
implication is the mindless, reckless, and dangerous nature attributed to a frenzied state.
The only cure is being Aware and using Self-Discipline: do not feed the beast within
when you are in a state of frenzy, which is the exact opposite of what it’s driving you to
do. Throwing caution to the wind is not the answer, and will not yield better outcomes.
For subs – Frenzy can feel like being the proverbial kid in the candy shop. You want,
want it now, and will play with people too soon, too often, too intensely, and often without
drawing limits of your own. It’s highly important that a Dominant learn to recognize the
signs of sub frenzy and be a responsible Dom by resisting the urge to take advantage of
a submissive’s frenzy. When you see it, you need to take cautious control and pace the
sub so as to prevent a potentially ugly scenario from culminating.
For Doms – Frenzy can feel like the world is your oyster. You feel hungry, voracious, and
can make or break any sub of your choosing, you are sin incarnate. You will give, and
take, and take, and take – often without consideration to consequences, good
preparation, or basic safety of both yours and their minds and bodies. It is highly
important that a submissive learn to recognise the signs of Dom frenzy: reckless
eagerness, arrogance, lack of communication or respect. If you see this, suggest
perhaps getting to know someone quietly over coffee or tea and see if reason returns. If
not, simply politely decline – how they feel about that and manage it is their problem, not
yours.

*For more on natural neurochemicals of happiness, check out this article on Psychology
Today: http://www.psychologytoday.com/blog/the-athletes-way/201211/theneurochemicals-happiness

Topping from the bottom
Another round of the debate and still I think people are not
inclined to dig right in and say what they think. Can I just
say that at no time is anything in these debates
judgemental. This is the whole point of creating a platform
for open and lively talk.
Say what you want in these sessions as long as you keep
it respectful and on topic it will not be negatively received.
However also be prepared to be challenged on your
views. Be prepared for countering views and relish the
chance to speak your mind.
Evocative topic that
inspires a multitude of
opinion. Can we agree?.
Is it a real phenomenon
at all? by Sir Arithon
Topping from the Bottom!
To put this is some context we are talking about this
subject from a D/s power exchange perspective and not
what is often termed as Real Life BDSM play. the SL/RL
debate will have to wait for another day but it should be
noted that Tops and Bottoms when it comes to BDSM

play events tend to blur the lines a little and most of the terms we use in and around D/s
Power exchange have entirely different meanings. It is not true to say that BDSM
activities are better or worse than D/s ones but they are different. Interests in BDSM can
and often do have nothing at all to do with D/s and D/s can have not one element of
BDSM at all. So for the purpose of this debate the term “topping from the bottom” can be
described perhaps by this simple definition.
“Topping from the bottom suggests that the submissive is using manipulative behaviour
to change the mind, action or direction of the dominant for their own objective”
Firstly let me just say my view is this is ridiculous. I believe the term to be nothing but a
smoke screen for weak Dominants who have not inspired full submission and struggle to
maintain control and allows them to put the “fault” on the submissive. The notion that
your submissive does not have the full power and ability to consent at every level of your
dynamic is completely flawed. We did not have a lot of people at the debate and we did
not have one contrary view so we can conclude that Topping from the Bottom does not
exist.
Another way of describing it would be to call it “bottoming from the top” Dominants you
always get the behaviour you allow. Pure and simple. If you struggle in a relationship to
get the behaviour you want then think about why? Did you think about the things you
wanted and spend long enough discussing them with your submissive or submissives?
Are your requirements reasonable and possible? Have you considered that you are just
not a compatible set?
Taking the time to understand each other and letting the submissive come to your way of
their own choosing and even then build in a way they can easily express desires and
speak freely seems to be a recipe worth considering. However if it doesn't work out then i
don't think there should be anything wrong with parting ways with equal respect.
So when you hear it declared that this or that submissive always “tops from the bottom” I
think we can all indulge in a little eye rolling.
Sir Arithon
“Be with a person who refuses to entertain anyone who isn't you!”

D/shion
by A.Sands
Our Introduction to second life fashion
& D/s photography.
D/shion presented monthly
by the talented A.Sands.
It’s not easy to describe a
piece of clothing or the
mood of a collection for
someone who has never
seen it. As an example,
take the most complicated
item in your wardrobe: Can
you recall all the technical
details, like a sweetheart
neckline, a tiered skirt, a
ruched waist? Can you
find a few words to recount
the overall feeling of the
garment? We can’t tell you
how many hours we’ve
spent thinking, It’s kinda
like … um, fashion-y? I
mean it’s pretty and cute
… What makes this even
harder is when designers
can’t provide you with
specific information to
base your analysis off
of….in D/shion we set the
mood, provide the
erotisism and also the
designer information to
fuel the desire for
shopping and pleasing.

This months subject is
Frenzy. A new word to add
to my English dictionary.
(yes, I am not an English
speaker, and I keep
learning).
Frenzy: a state or period of
uncontrolled and excited
behaviour or emotion that is
sometimes violent.
Something new in my list of
BDSM related words!.
Submissive and Frenzy are
the words you find together
most often when
researching “Frenzy” in
BDSM pages.
When considering that
Dominants are the ones who
take care of control in our
relationships, and frenzy is
the lack of control, why do
we speak about it as a
submissive issue instead of
something Dominants have
to handle or battle?
I always try to reflect in the
pictures i have in my section
the monthly subject, and
talk a bit about it instead of
just listing the fashion items.
Recently I do feel pretty
new, pretty naive, pretty
little in the lifestyle and
wondering how I dare to
write about my opinions,
experiences and thoughts in
all things related to D/s.
I often think “Dear”, speak
about what you know in SL
and focus just on fashion.
When i feel this way,
obviously I will not try to
discuss about frenzies with
a submissive or Dominant
opinion.
How could I?
But if something has
inspired me this time, it was
this subject.
Why should I not focus on
the Dominant this time?
And so I did.
So, for this months outfit and
look i started in my Master’s
clothes and wardrobe. I then
added my own outfit as the
little spice to complete His.
Also, focusing on Master, I
found I wanted the pictures
to reflect the steps in a
submissive’s mind and body,
the feelings that could have
whipped her into a frenzy
and the role her Master has
to play. Controlling her and
himself. And so, again, I am
awed by the task we put into
their hands.
On her:
- LeLutka.Trompeur -
Headpiece.
- JF Design "Hypnosis" -
Panties, Top & Nipples.
(Kinky Event)
- Asteria "Ela" Fringed Belt –
Hot. (Kinky Event)
- *JB* Elegant Arm Cuff.
- (r)M, Bow Me Up –
Anklebands & Wristbands
On Him:
- ED. Diesel Jacket Black.
- ED. Osaka Pant Beige.
- [ hoorenbeek ] Mesh Allen
Shoes – Black.

“You either know fashion or
you don’t”
- Anna Wintour
“You can never take too
much care over the choice
of your shoes. Too many
women think they are
unimportant, but he real
proof of an elegant woman
is what is on her feet”
- Christian Dior
“I loathe narcissism, but I
approve of vanity”
- Diana Vreeland

Monthly recipe section by
the talented Sir Chef, with
theme driven topical
writing on health issues.

Kinky Kitchen
Lets focus on women's nutrition this month as it has become a much asked topic at work.
Everyday life is hectic which brings stresses from work, home and even Dominant's.
A good nutritional diet helps you feel your best every single day. Just looking and
searching on line provides thousands of different articles and opinions of what is best. It
sends your head spinning as to what is and is not right.
First off I am going to say that you and your own body knows whats best for you. What i
am providing is common sense things. A good diet of fruits, veggies, whole grains with
fat free or low fat dairy items combined with lean meats, Rabbit, poultry, beans, eggs and
nuts is a nice way to keep that diet in check.
Of course I have that occasional " I am vegetarian". It still
applies with a good healthy diet that is key to your health.
So is daily activities that help you body moving such as
exercise.
Amazing recipe’s by Sir
Cheflew
It is healthy to get up and move around, you could ask the Dominant to untie leash or
ropes so you can go for a nice walk, jog or bike ride. If restraints are you particular kink
that is!.
Better yet ask your Dominant to take you for a walk in the park, and get in some
wonderful alone time together, you never know what fun might happen along the way.
This months Recipe's;
Pereronata (Italian Vegetable dish)

2 pounds green and red bell peppers(yellow or other colours too), peeled, *(see note on
how to do this)
2 pounds tomatoes, peeled, seeded and coarsely chopped (about 3 cups)
1 teaspoon red wine vinegar
1 teaspoon salt
Freshly ground pepper.
**(note)** To peel peppers, place on sheet pan and broil about 5 minutes or so until skins
black. Put peppers in a plain paper bag for about 15 minutes then peel.
In a heavy Skillet, melt butter with olive oil over a moderate heat. Add onions and cook
them, turning frequently, for 10 minutes, or until they are soft and lightly browned. Stir in
peppers. Reduce heat, cover and cook 10 min.
Add tomatoes, vinegar, salt and a few grindings of fresh black pepper, cover and cook
another 5 minutes. Then remove over and cook the vegetables uncovered over high
heat, stirring gently, until almost all the liquid has boiled away. Serve the peperonata as
a hot vegetable dish or you can also use as part of a antipasto or to go with cold roast
meats.
For easter special dish as this is a low fat meat.
Rabbit stew
Ingredients
olive oil
2 small wild rabbits , jointed (if using farmed rabbits, you
might only need 1 as they tend to be larger)
3 cloves of garlic
12 small red onions
½ tablespoon sweet paprika
2 sprigs of fresh rosemary

750 ml albariño wine
1 x 250 - 300 g jar of roasted red peppers
Heat 4 tablespoons of oil in a large saucepan or cast-iron casserole pan over a medium
heat. Cook the rabbit pieces in batches for about 5 minutes, or until browned, stirring
occasionally and adding more oil if needed.
Peel and slice the garlic length ways, then peel and halve the onions.
Remove the rabbit to a plate, then add the garlic and onion to the pan. Cook until
softened, stirring occasionally.
Add the paprika and rosemary leaves, season generously with sea salt and black pepper
and stir well.
Return the rabbit pieces to the pan, add the wine, cover and bring to the boil.
Simmer for 1 hour 30 minutes to 2 hours, or until the rabbit is tender and the sauce has
thickened.
Drain the peppers and add to the pan for the final 15 minutes.
If you like a thicker sauce, remove the rabbit pieces, then boil the sauce rapidly to
reduce.
If you wish, you can shred the meat, then return it to the stew. Serve with crusty bread to
mop up the sauce.

Shivers down my spine…

The Party
The Party (part one)
Two part drama
by Kacey Raines
I greeted him, when he arrived, and there was a very long pause as his eyes explored me,
in my new dress. The dress he choose for the evening had thin straps holding what was
there of the top in place. It did cover my nipples, barely, but it was cut low enough to show
off my belly button, and hung to just above where the stockings started showing a touch of
bare skin. The back was very low as well, coming down to near where the small thong
ended, however unlike the front it trailed down to mid-calf.
He still did not speak but took my hand spinning me to see the back, keeping me there a
few moments before pulling me into his arms, finally speaking “Good god woman, when I
said that you’d be stunning I was apparently mistaken, that is a very large understatement,
and while you are stunning without it I have to say you look very good in make up as well,
I particularly love the dark red on your lips.” He pulled me in kissing me deeply, touching
me softly as he did. He looked very good as well, dressed in a fairly formal black suit, with
a dark red vest and tie. When he pulled away from my lips looking in to my eyes I spoke
“You Sir clean up quite nicely yourself.” He laughed softly, “I’m very glad you think so little
one, and I may have been mistaken again, while, you will be the envy of every woman that
see’s you, I suspect that I will be the envy of every man that sees me as well.”

I blushed softly, and he smiled trailing his fingers softly over my pink cheeks. He took my
hand leading me to the car, and helping me in as always. I still had no idea our plans,
and I was quite curious as we drove out of town.
We arrived at a very large house, after about 45 minutes, and he gave me a little wink as
he parked. “Visiting friends Sir?” I asked. “A party little one.” “oh, fantastic Sir, because
I’ve never actually attended a party, and am very good at socialising.” I giggled softly
and he smiled, “you little one will be fantastic, you may stay as quiet with others as you
please, stay close to me, and follow my lead.” He brushed his fingers against my cheek,
speaking again. “Now little one, this is not a typical party, there are going to be events
happening all over the room. We will not be joining any of these events although if
you’re comfortable enough, and trust me, we may have our own.” “As you have
questions, please feel free to ask, but I’ll be watching you very closely, and try and
answer things as you see them.” I was a bit more nervous now, and confused as well,
he noticed. “You’ll be great little one, just be your amazing self.” I tried to smile and
replied “Yes Sir.” He leaned over kissing my cheek softly, then came around helping me
from the car. We knocked at the door at 8:00pm promptly.
We were greeted by a gentleman, and woman, the man stepping forward first taking Sir’s
hand firmly. I stayed slightly behind Sir, waiting quietly. “Zachary, what a pleasant
surprise, you have not attended one of our gatherings in quite some time.” Sir smiled
shaking his hand. “Yes, I was in hiding a bit I suppose you could say, but it’s good to be
out.” The woman came forward next, wrapping her arms around Sir giving him a warm
hug. He leaned down kissing her cheek, “Vivian you are as beautiful as ever, it’s a
pleasure to see you.” She smiled looking at me now “Speaking of beautiful Zachary, who
is this lovely woman hiding behind you?” Sir took my hand leading me to his side.
“Vivian, and William I’d very much like you to meet, Kacey, an amazing woman, that I’ve
recently met.” William took my hand shaking it firmly as he had Sir’s, And Vivian,
wrapped her arms around me hugging me tight. I was not accustomed to people
hugging me, let alone people I did not know but I returned her hug smiling, “A pleasure to
meet you both.” I spoke softly, trying to move back behind Sir by a step but he did not
allow it, he held me firmly at his side.
He turned me in his arms, pulling my back to his
chest, and wrapping his arm around my waist, facing
me towards the happenings in the room, which I had
been trying to avoid. He chuckled, as I sighed.

Several people looked us over as we were led to what I think would normally be a very
large ballroom. For the evenings events, however, various furniture had been arranged
around the large room.
The first thing that caught my eye was a very large bed, which I suspect was actually
several beds arranged together, in the middle of the room. Out from there a large
assortment of, chaise lounges, sofa’s, beds, oversized chairs, and floor cushions were
arranged. William spoke as we neared the centre of the room, and the very large bed.
“Please enjoy your evening, and if you need anything please let us know.” Sir shook his
hand again, “Thank you William, I’m sure we’ll enjoy the event very much.” With that the
two of them took hands and wandered off.
As we started to step further in to the room, a gentleman in a very nice suit walked past,
followed by a woman, in only heels, and what appeared to be a necklace with a small
chain attached to it, leading to the man’s hand. Sir smiled at me as my grip on his hand
became very tight and I froze in my tracks. “yes, little one, she was on a leash, I have
actually brought one for you if you’re interested, at a party such as this, it would signify
that you are taken, and you may not be touched without the express consent of the
person holding the lead.” I replied very quickly “Oh, I think I would like to wear one very
much Sir.” He chuckled pulling a delicate leather choker from his pocket, with a small
heart on the front, and a thin metal chain already attached to it. He fastened it around
my neck, slipping the leather lead over his fingers and then taking my hand, moving us
slowly through the room, once more.
The party was already in full effect in some areas of the room. We walked past several
couples in various stages of undressing and playing. My face was quite red I’m sure as
we walked past a large gentleman, with a woman bent over a table, his hands on her
hips thrusting behind her. Sir caught glimpse of my red cheeks, stopping just past the
couple, “Should we stop and observe little one.” I cringed a little “Perhaps later Sir,” I
replied receiving a soft chuckle in return as we started moving again. We moved to the
back of the room finding a small area of dance floor that was reserved for actual dancing,
and Sir wrapped me up in his arms pulling me in close, his hips starting to sway softly to
the music. I followed his lead wrapping an arm tight around him, pressing to him tight. I
could feel his erection, as we held each other moving slowly.

He didn’t speak for a bit, just watched me glancing around the room, chuckling each time
I gasped a little moving my eyes quicker to a new area of the room, my cheeks a solid
red, with no sign of calming. The leash was quite interesting to me, I slipped my hand up
brushing softly against the thin leather, enjoying the chain as it brushed against my bare
skin. He of course noticed because he notices every little thing. “What are you thinking
little one?” He asked, waiting patiently as I tried to sort out exactly what I was thinking
and respond. “You’ll not laugh at me Sir?” I asked, “no little one I will not laugh at you.”
He leaned in kissing my cheek ever patient as I continued gathering my thoughts. “I
think I like it Sir, I like how it feels against my skin, and I very much like that it means I’m
yours. And this surprises me just a bit, but I feel like I’m yours in more than just a your
date sort of way, but more that I’m your property, Sir which I’m also enjoying very much,
although I’m not certain as to why.” I cringed a little waiting for the laugh or teasing but it
did not come, instead his lips did, taking mine eagerly, kissing me very deeply his arm
around me pulling me in even tighter as he enjoyed my tongue and mouth. I purred
softly against his lips, my tongue playing with his, teasing it, as I slid my hand up and
down his back, pressing in softly.
His tongue started moving a bit quicker, mine followed, my head tilting a bit more to the
side as his hand came up brushing fingertips against my neck softly, his other arm still
tight around me, his thick shaft pressing to me tight. When he pulled away from my lips
he was smiling very wide.
He turned me in his arms, pulling my back to his chest, and wrapping his arm around my
waist, facing me towards the happenings in the room, which I had been trying to avoid.
He chuckled, as I sighed, pushing my ass to his cock tightly, wiggling just a bit to tease
him, receiving a deep growl in my ear as a reply. I placed my hands firmly on his hips, as
we rocked to the music still, and felt his lips pressing softly against my neck, kissing
slowly down to my shoulder. “Sir will we be playing at this party this evening?” I asked
very directly. I felt his lips turn up in a smile against my skin, “I would like to little one, if
you can trust me to take care of you, and feel safe.” I paused but only for a moment, “I
can Sir, and will we be playing with others this evening?” I asked also quite directly. I
had seen couples joining others now and the large bed in the center of the room was
filled to near it’s limit I think, bodies tangling together in every direction, causing a small
ache in me each time I glanced that direction. “No little one, we will not, you are mine for
the evening at the very least, and I’m not prepared to share you just yet.” That caused
me to shiver hard against him, part in excitement, and part a nervous reaction. He
twitched against me as he held me tight to him enjoying my soft shiver.
He leaned his mouth very close to my ear now, whispering “relax little one, let yourself
enjoy the night, and remember your word, you do not have to yell it, I’ll be listening but if
you’re are uncomfortable to the point that I need to stop at any moment use it.” I took a

We continued to dance in that fashion, my ass and back tight to his waist and chest. He
slid a hand up my waist, and over my breast, finding the thin little strap, slipping his hand
under it, pulling it gently to the side, his fingers between my dress and skin, moving
slowly down my breast and waist, pulling the thin fabric to the side as he moved,
exposing my breast to the room. He did the same to the other side now, looking down
over my shoulder as the second came free, a soft smile on his lips and another twitch
running through his shaft against me. He left them bare a few moments, perhaps letting
me get use to the idea, we received considerably more glances now than we had earlier
in the evening, my face may remain red for the rest of the night. He slipped a hand back
up giving my breast a soft squeeze, and starting to play with it gently as we danced. “I
love you little one, how are you doing?” he whispered softly in my ear. “I’m very well Sir
thank you.” I turned my head a bit kissing his cheek softly.
A gentleman approached us, standing a bit closer than I would have preferred, “Zachary
how good to see you out.” “Scott, how are you?” Sir asked, his fingertips toying with my
nipple as they spoke. He made no apologies, nor did he stop or try to cover me in any
fashion. “I’m very well, we’ve missed you at these events you know.” “I’ve missed
coming, but I was waiting to meet the right person to join me.” He looked down at me as
he said it smiling bright. “You know Zachary any of the singles would have been more
than happy to join you for the evening.” “Perhaps,” Sir said softly, “I however prefer to
arrive accompanied.” The gentleman looked me over now smiling back at Sir “I can see
why, an excellent choice.” “Yes, she is quite amazing.” Sir said pulling me in a bit tighter
to him, kissing along my neck once more. Scott excused himself, and Sir leaned close to
my ear once more, whispering “You know little one, you make it very good to be me.” I
giggled softly, but Sir put an end to that quickly nipping my neck, causing a half squeak
half moan to escape me. I kept my hands on his hips as he enjoyed my breast,
savouring each little twist and pinch and soft squeeze. Our hips still moving softly
together to the music, a few more people came up and spoke with Sir, and some with me
as well.
He turned me in his arms once more, looking me in the eye as he leaned down kissing
me deeply, hungrily, his mouth tight to mine as our tongues danced a s mall dance of
their own, my hands wrapping around his waist holding him tightly. He grinned as he
pulled away from my lips, moving his hands to my hair, slowly removing the bobby pins,
slipping them into his pocket. My hair fell down over my shoulders and down my back.
“Little one I do believe it’s time we found someplace a bit more comfortable.” He spoke
softly, taking my hand once more leading me towards the centre of the room. I
attempted to pull my dress back into place, however that attempt was quickly countered,
his hands coming up to mine, his head shaking softly no “I’m quite enjoying that dress
the way it is little one.” I put my hands back to my side and he held one softly as we
started to move again. There went the hopes of hiding in a dark corner, at least I was
pretty sure we would not be joining the large group on the bed in the very middle of the
room.

He found a very nice chaise lounge near the centre of the room, sitting with his back
against the arm, his left leg stretched out along the back and his right foot still firmly on
the floor. He turned me till my ass was facing him, lifted the back of my skirt holding it up
against my waist as he pulled me back onto his lap. He placed my left leg on the other
side of his, and then placed my right leg over his, his right thigh pressing against mine
opening my legs wider still. My little white thong now as exposed as my breast. I placed
my head against his shoulder, and my hands on his thighs, whimpering softly as his
hands started to explore me.
His right hand found my breast once more, squeezing it tightly, his left trailed down my
waist, working its way between my wide-open legs. Brushing very softly over the thin
fabric, gently teasing me as he started kissing along my neck and shoulder once more. I
shivered against him, as he played, and I heard a soft groan escape him. Now that we
were not hiding in the back of the room on the dance floor, I became aware that there
were several people watching us, and several more came up to speak to Sir as he
enjoyed teasing me thoroughly. Nerves overtook me a couple of times as he chatted
with friends, and I found myself trying to close my legs, he grinned each time whispering
in my ear, “be still little one, let the others enjoy the site of you.”
A very beautiful woman approached us now, she smiled at Sir, but I’m not sure she
meant it, there was something else there. “Zachary, how delightful to see you.” “Ruby a
pleasure as always” Sir replied as he moved his fingertips up the fabric of my small
thong, slipping them now inside it instead. I squirmed in his lap gasping softly. She
looked down at me now, that was not a friendly look either. She eyed me quite carefully,
as she started to speak once more. “it’s nice to see you have time away from work,
you’re usually so very busy, it’s hard to even get you on the phone.” He leaned in kissing
along my neck before replying. “Yes, sometimes I can be quite busy, although I’m finding
a bit more time to relax these days.” He smiled at her, and it was not exactly a pleasant
smile, however it was very polite. “So, it would seem,” she said her tone now matching
her smile, “I hope you enjoy your evening Zachary.” He smiled a very nice smile, and
then looked in to my eyes before answering “I’m very sure I will, thank you Ruby.” With
that she was gone, and I couldn’t help but giggle softly, whispering “I do not think she
cares for me much Sir.” He chuckled a little “That is quite possible little one, but it does
not matter in the slightest, as I care for you very much.
I gasped a little as his fingers found their way deep
inside me, my back arching against his chest.

His fingers slipped between my petals, as he took my lips, muffling my moan with his
tongue. I was suddenly very aware of the fact that he fully intended to make me cum,
just like this my face towards the crowd and not him, my legs pried very wide open, and
held there very firmly, and my breast fully exposed as well. My face turned very red now
and he smiled “what was that thought little one?” he asked playfully, his fingers now
slipping over my clit, causing me to jump slightly in his lap, and then back down to my
tight little ring where he slipped them deep inside me, spreading them wide, massaging
my walls. I gasped a little as his fingers found their way deep inside me, my back
arching against his chest. “little one?” he asked again, oh he expected a reply, fabulous.
“It was more a realisation Sir, than an actual thought I think.” “Oh, I see little one, would
it perhaps be the image of what I intend to do to you tonight?” He smiled very wide,
sliding his fingers from me, back up to my clit and over it, and then back deep inside me
very quickly. “Oh, god Sir,” I whimpered, louder than I had intended catching the eye of
several more onlookers now. Sir’s fingers were moving quickly now, caressing my slit,
dipping inside of me, toying with my clit.
I squirmed uncontrollably in his lap, and he smiled brightly as he watched, his other hand
still firmly on my breast. Oh Jesus, another woman was approaching and I was not sure
how long I could hold off before climaxing very loudly. This one was quite different than
the last, she was watching me very closely. “Zachary, where on earth did you find this
delightful little treat?” She did not look at Sir but continued to watch me writhe against
him, I whimpered loudly as his fingers slid in deep, quickly, pushing in as far as they
could, my back arching against him. “Hello Samantha, a pleasure to see you, she is
quite lovely, isn’t she?” he asked her, his fingers not slowing.
My back arched hard against his chest once more, my head pressing back to his
shoulder, panting softly. “She is indeed, and she seems to be enjoying you very much, I
love when a woman squirms for me, and what amazing noises too, you lucky bastard.”
Sir chuckled softly shoving his fingers back in deep my body jerking in his arms, I
pressed my hips up hard against his hand now, and he slipped his fingers from me up to
my clit massaging it roughly. “Indeed, he said, although it’s not all luck, I do go after what
I desire very hard.”
He leaned in biting down softly on my neck as my body tightened in his arms, quivering
in his tight grasp, his fingers still massaging, as I wailed loudly, a large part of the room
looking over now. “Yes, you do play to win, so Zachary does your little treat enjoy
women as well?” He slid his fingers back down pushing them deep between my
spasming walls, “Oh God SIR!” I cried out, the woman’s eyes still on me intently. “You
know Samantha I’m not certain, we have not had that discussion yet, although she does,
very much, enjoy her taste against my lips.” He wiggled his fingers inside me, my body
jerking hard against him, more pants and noises escaping me. I had managed most of
my climax with just pink cheeks, however the last comment sent the blood rushing
through them making them bright red once more.

His fingers slipped back to my clit, causing a whole new wave of sensations to wash over
me, “OH FUCK SIR!” Samantha smiled very bright as she watched me. “Well Zachary if
you discover that she does, please look me up, I’d even break my standard rules and
play with you as well, for the chance to slide between your lovelies, legs.” “Samantha
the image of you between her legs is quite tempting, even without the offer to let me join.
I will keep your offer under consideration.” He finally held his fingers still, I still squirmed
hard in his arms, my body trembling.
“Thank you, Zachary, I appreciate that, and how long can you keep her going? Just out
of curiosity of course.” My body finally started to calm in his arms my head now resting
against him, my breath slowing. “I keep testing it adding a bit more each time, I suspect
for quite a long while though.” She smiled very big again, her eyes still on me “That is
very intriguing you know” She finally looked at Sir, giving him a soft smile “I do, I’m very
interested in testing it further.” “Lucky bastard” she said again, giving him a wink and
wandering off into the crowd.
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As I'm French, I had to check the definition of "frenzy"... I picked that one:
fren·zy (frĕn′zē)
n. pl. fren·zies
1. A state of violent mental agitation or wild excitement.
2. Temporary madness or delirium.
3. A mania; a craze.
It appears to me as a pretty extreme emotional state. At the same time, when translated
into D/s and into SL, I could start picturing myself in some situations and I have to admit I
can relate!
Why SL over RL? I don't know if that definition is the right one, but in my own case... I
think I have RL boundaries that keep my emotional fits leashed enough to have a certain
control over them. That doesn't mean that, in RL, I don't scream or never lose patience
or control over words I regret after, but I don't think I ever went into a frenzy state in RL.
As many, I use SL to explore my submissive side,
because RL decided otherwise and I am more on the
Dominant side. I've had a bit of RL experiences, but they
were limited in time and more "bubbles where the time
stopped RL" than a real "lifestyle".
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So... When I say I use SL to explore, I'd better say that year after year on SL, I built a
balance between two sides of myself: the happy one in RL, but with many
responsibilities, including emotional ones and the more fragile one on SL, who shows a
personal side that is mostly unknown RL: the submissive.
I accepted a long time ago that this second side of me is very emotional on SL. Why?
Because she doesn't keep her emotions on a leash like the RL one and on the contrary,
she lives them fully. She gives a lot of herself and is also extremely needy. She trusts
more, she displays her needs and emotions openly, but also needs attention and
understanding at a point where, when she feels betrayed... she can become frenzy.... I
can become frenzy.
I'm sure I'm not the only one who gets sometimes involved in a crazy fight, loses all her
nerves, ends crying RL, feels hurt and when her RL day is coming, she thinks to herself
"How is it possible that it affects me so much, when in RL, I'd have solved it in a few
minutes and would be serene, when my heart is still beating fast at the thought of this SL
battle and I just feel hurt?!"
I do think that, for me, being frenzy at times and desperately looking for soothing words
after, is connected to the amount of emotions I free when being this submissive part of
myself on SL. I sometimes feel like a child, looking to trust blindly, looking for authority
but also understanding and indulgence. It can disturb me at some points, because I, a
grown up woman, who leads her RL easily, who appears often as a rock, feel like a child
having a tantrum and looks so much for a mix of dominance and benevolence, that at
times, her ways of being frenzy even lead her to hurt herself. I mean, no, I won't
physically hurt myself (except for finishing that bottle of wine, as a revenge against my
stupidity :) ), but at times, I took decisions on SL that I knew would hurt me, like
unfriending everyone, or locking myself in a cage for days...
There is a notion of violence in that frenzy definition. Violence toward others, in words
and actions, but also toward myself. Like I'm punishing myself for being needy and
emotional.
This is where the way Dominants behave is crucial. I can only talk about myself, but if we
assume that what I described before is being frenzy, I've met wonderful people who
helped and solved the crisis fast and others who aggravated the situation, voluntarily or
not. And except for the rare ones who seem to take pleasure in hurting others, I'd say
most of the time, it is because it's just hard to understand a submissive who enters a
crazy spiral of negative emotions and actions.

So, what works with me?
At the moment it happens? Nothing, I'm afraid. And the most important is simply to... stop
me from talking. And I know it's super dangerous, as I suffer verbal diarrhoea when I feel
bad. So... there is a command on my collar that stops IM’s, chat, TPs... Basically, the
idea is to stop me. And I know how difficult it is for a Dominant to take that responsibility.
But with a short message saying "I know you feel bad. We'll talk about it tomorrow. You're
not alone."... I swear that for me, it's the most efficient.
Now, the aftermath....
I do really think that my frenzy moments happen when I feel misunderstood, insecure,
little... Little as a childish thing, but also little as a feeling that everything is too high to
reach. That means I just pity myself.
That means the aftermath is often crucial, as I need dominance, but also security. It's a
balance to find again. Now... The terrible moment has passed. So... The roots should be
treated at a point. Thing is... even in a D/s relationship, these crisis are so painful that I
don't think "punishment" is in order. That doesn't mean it should be simply forgotten. But
a discussion on the problem, eventually asking a notecard explaining my feelings,
pushing me to apologise if others were involved, or at least to try to explain... I think it
works better. Why? Because I think frenzy moments are caused by pain, fears,
flashbacks of situations, deep wounds. These negative feelings can hit even the most
balanced people and when on SL, where we have less of the filters I mentioned at the
beginning, they can be extremely violent, but also can be reversed into a strengthening
of bonds, trust and... submission.
That's only my view, of course, as it is my experience.
L.

Liberty & Restraint in-world review
This month I went off to see
what Eronyx Fashion store
was all about. So sporting my
best casuals and a note pad
and pen I headed over there
to take a look at the evocative
designs for myself.
Second life doesn’t often offer
a lot in the way of men’s
clothes so at once I was
pleased to see over 80 items
in great designs form tops to
jeans all at a price that wont
break open the piggy too
much. Plenty of demo’s
available too so good options
to try before you buy
especially if you have a
complex avatar body.
100 Mesh though so I
didn’t encounter any
problems. Personally,
though guys the online
shop provided me with all
the access I needed so if
you would rather stay in
and buy that’s an excellent
option with this store.
Ladies won’t be
disappointed either with a
good number on display in
store and a fair few on
offer giving a hud for up to
18 changes for what I think
are very reasonable
prices. Designs too are
definitely unique so I
would recommend taking a
look at the online store
and trying some of the
Demos.
If you do want to stroll
down there you will arrive
in a beautiful location by
the water in a naturally
autumnal glade. Plenty of
new display booths have
been erected to I suspect
we will see some
expanded stocks soon.
Plus info boards for the
next events as well as
group joiner information
and their workshop.
All in all I have to say I am
super impressed with this
fashion house and for a
complete techno noob like
me you have to love
clothes that look great and
don’t need to much fiddling
about.
Overview.
Thoroughly recommend you
try out the store. Everything is
online and the price is super
friendly.
Sir Arithon

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