TransformativeKink.com is now live!

Friends, kinksters, countrypeople,

Tuesday Advice has been on hiatus for a bit, mainly owing to nobody sending me questions of late. It is my hope that the launch of my new site will begin to remedy that, as well as bring me new opportunities to see people who would benefit from the kind of help I can provide.

To all of those ends, I present to you: Transformative Kink!

I advise you all to go check it out. 🙂

Seriously – it’s mostly worksafe in terms of pictures, though your office’s servers may record you visiting a domain with the word “kink” in it.

But I hope you will take a look and let me know what you think.

(Also: send me your questions. 🙂

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From the “things I never thought I’d enjoy” department…sounds?

So when I was a pro domme, there were things I simply Would Not Do. Some of them were about legality: I didn’t have legally-defined sex with my clients. Others (and that last one too, in a way) were about my own boundaries: I didn’t have strap-on sex with clients because I liked it too much and found it too intimate. Still others I didn’t do because of a lack of expertise: needleplay falls into this category, though I’d still love to try it. And then there were the things that just squicked me: I would not give enemas, change diapers, do saline injections, deal with poop or sound urethras.

Well.

I still don’t deal with poop, or at least not in a sexy way. And the other things pretty much still stand. But…oh dear. I seem to have found a new kink in urethral sounding.

It started with a conversation about strange sexual things done during childhood…and before I knew it I was playing around with a very clean thermometer, a lube shooter, and one of my favorite cocks…and my oh my. He actually wasn’t sure how he felt about it in terms of sensation, but said he’d do just about anything for the look I had on my face.

Soon he’d sent me an article on the difference between urethral sounds and uterine dilators, then proceeded to order this nifty silicone toy in the shape of a nail from Mr. S, and this set of uterine dilators, which tend to be cheaper, smoother, shorter and straighter than actual sounds. Not to mention getting all those sizes in one pack! Yee!

Last night I got to play with the dilators for the first time, scrubbing up all doctor-like, using surgical lube, then forgetting all the kinky medical details and marveling at the beauty and power of a smooth piece of cold curved steel sliding seamlessly into the end of his cock…watching him shudder and breathe sharp as it dropped all the way down to his balls. It’s one beautiful thing to fuck a man in the ass. It’s quite another to fuck him in the very thing he usually uses to fuck.

Were I still in the business, I think this would go squarely on the “too intimate for clients” list. Wow.

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