We are really looking to ramp up suspensions this summer. We have been far too inactive since Emrys left. So that said, if you are interested in Ritual Human Suspension, get in touch with me.
First time or hundrendth time, it doesn’t matter. We aim to be clean, safe, and fun.
Alan Mandic
Rites Of Passage Suspension Team - AustinAlan@Mandic4x4.com
I am a bad Hund.
for pixel
(Source: mochacafe.net)
Rebloged for pixel
(Source: sickgirly)
Austin Body Suspensions
Days when you feel like a sicko.
Confession: I’ve not really reconciled my sadistic side. It obviously exists, but for some reason I resist indentifying as “a sadist.” I reflexively classify things, but this… I mostly avoid thinking about it. I don’t want to be a sadist. I don’t know what I am there and I tell myself it doesn’t matter (unless someone’s asking, in which case I avoid answering if possible); whatever I am, I’m it. Even if I sometimes feel kind of bad about it. But sometimes I’m asking, and… I don’t really know what to make of myself sometimes.
Why am I thinking about this? Because I look at this picture and my reaction is startling me. My thoughts are an incoherent yearny jumble of basically “aargh, tears, need/want; would make this so perfect…” I feel like they’re so close—seconds away!— and I’m actually feeling a kind of low-level full-body distress that I’m going to miss it. Eh? Like, I’m tense and buzzy all over. And though I keep looking at this, the feeling isn’t going away. WTF? I am this close to photoshopping some in. Which is vaguely embarrassing.
So, yeah. Here I am wishing this guy who I don’t even know was in pain or whatever, just so I could observe it. I am wishing pain on a total stranger, with barely any context or provocation. Desired pain, yes— it’s important that he “want” it (bdsm quotes, there). But still. Bottom line, I want this guy crying and hard, for basically no reason at all. And I don’t even want to fuck him; it’s not stirring me in that way. (I almost wish it was; I think I’d feel better about it?) I feel kind of bad, but not NEARLY enough to even consider an alternative reaction.
I feel kind of bad, but TBH I think that’s a habit, not so much innate; most of me doesn’t feel bad (too busy feeling want), and so I feel kind of worse, but I STILL WANT IT.
I loved reading this rambling.
(Source: levibound)
S&W .500
Sploog.
If Riddick carried a gun, it would be this.
I wants one!!!
Fish tank tubing flogger. I had a creative outburst and this is the result.
