Lolita Wolf's Predictions & Predilections

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42% voted yes on San Francisco’s Proposition K, which decriminalized prostitution and sex work. It didn’t pass, but that’s a big number for a first time vote. This fight is not over yet either.

Em & Lo have a good guide to cleaning sex toys.

The Chocolate Show is in NYC this weekend. Mmmmmm.

Mayor Bloomberg want to tax every plastic grocery bag. It raises cash for the city and it’s more eco-friendly. I think it’s a bit of a regressive tax, but I have already cut down my use of plastic bags. I try to always have one of these compact reusable bags with me. I tried the canvas totes but they were too bulky. These are strong and come in a lot of colors.

My favorite combination is caning and butt plugs. These plugs from Madame S are acrylic so that you can see inside your partner’s butt and watch the muscles contract and relax.

Ass seen on whippedass.com

Pizza Delight 2 on GoodDykePorn.com

Thursday, November 6

Friday, November 7
NYC Munch
DSF: A Reading From “The Master: The Unauthorized Autobiography of Master R”

Saturday, November 8
Pocono Warriors Bar Night

Sunday, November 9

Monday, November 10
CV Meeting: “Foiling the Escape Artist: Working with Body Mechanics to Remove Advantages” with Dov

Tuesday, November 11
TES: “The Ebb and Flow of the Submissive Heard” w/ Lady Elaina

Wednesday, November 12
TES Novice SIG: Basic Skills: Rope Exploratorium w/ Delano & Michele Serchuk
GMSMA: “Erotica In The Arts” (open to all genders)

I had a really good time at Black Rose this year. It was good to be back after skipping a year. I got to see lots of people (family, old friends, new friends) and spend quality time with some of them. I taught three classes which went well, volunteered some time at the NCSF table, and played in the dungeon.

There was a lot of smooching this weekend.
Especially between Pat and Sharrin.

Janice, Danielle, Lochai and Boymeat on Monday.

Lobo, Billy, Sara Faye and Claire Dames on thetrainingofo.com

February 13-15 – Washington, DC
Dark Odyssey Winter Fire teaching TBA

February 27 – March 1 – Dallas, TX
South Plains Leatherfest: teaching Decorative Piercing, Co-Topping and Metal Bondage

March 19 – San Francisco, CA
The Citadel: teaching Fantasy Role Play

March 19-22 – San Francisco, CA
IMsL: coordinating the Celebrity Auction

April 9-12 – Atlanta, GA
Frolicon: teaching three classes TBA

May 15 – NYC
LSM: teaching “Single Tails – The Epitome of SM”

iPod porn on the NYC subway.

Fat women have more sex. Yup, but don’t worry, it’s not a competition.

Leather Leadership Conference XIII will be held April 3 – 5, 2009 in Atlanta, GA at the Crowne Plaza Airport Hotel. The call for presenters is now open. Deadline for submissions: November 30, 2008.

Rachel Kramer Bussell has just launched a site with Sarah Palin erotica.

Nayland Blake gets quoted on ArtFagCity.

I am so happy about our new President. Everything. And he mentioned gays right away and everybody. Very happy.

And the Oval Office goes from freaking funny to fucking beautiful.

Still watching Prop 8. I don’t want to believe we lost that.

It was Thursday night at Dark Odyssey and we were hanging out on the porch of Oink. We had just finished the second and final part of a ritual scene where a boy had earned a pair of leather gloves. It was a perfect night. Momma Bear had gone into the cabin and had just come back out with her cane case. “Who are you gong to cane?” I asked.

She drew a long rattan cane from the tube, and declared, “You!”

“Um, I dunno…,”I began to protest.

“Just stay in your chair.”

She began to cane my thighs. I had not bottomed to canes in a very long time. I did not think I was up for it. I squirmed in my chair.

Seeing my discomfort, Momma Bear quipped, “Or you can find someone else for me to cane.”

So, there was a possible way out. I considered my options. And then came a taxi! There are golf carts at camp that are driven around as taxis by campers. Each camper has to do 4 hours of chores. Driving a taxi is a coveted job. This cart was being driven by Herb. I had met Herb a few weeks before at the Black Phoenix in Philadelphia. I had caned him and he had like it.

Herb, like most taxi drivers slowed down when going past our cabin. There always is some kind of action on our porch to see.

“Hey, Herb!,” I called out.

Herb stopped the cab. “You need a ride?”

“Well, not exactly. Would you like a caning? And I will drive your cab?”

“Sure!” Herb loved this idea and bounded up onto the porch. This was truly a Huck Finn moment for me. But as I hightailed it out of there with the cab, Momma Bear called after me, “I want you to find me another bottom within 20 minutes!” Oops! I was not totally free and clear.

I thought about my next challenge. Driving a cab was certainly advantageous in fulfilling this request. I would shortly know who was where and who was doing what with whom. I picked up a couple from the barn and drove them to their cabin and then picked someone up on the road and brought them up to the dungeon. I then headed over to the white house.

Donna was there in a long cape. She wanted a ride to the pool. “Hop on!” We took off and chatted on the way. By the time we had reached her destination, she had heard the whole story of how I was looking for someone for Momma Bear to cane.

“Melody would love to be caned by your Mama Bear.” Melody is Donna’s partner and her submissive. She is also a heavy masochist and perfect for Momma Bear. I was thinking that was totally going to rock. I would deliver! “But,” Donna continued, “she may be asleep already. She usually wakes up at 5am every day.”

“Well. Let’s go see if she is awake.” I gunned the cab. Uh, um, but there is no “gunning the cab” at camp. No matter how much you put your pedal to the metal, these cabs are slow. Especially up hill. See, this is a real story. Anyway, we drove back up to the top of camp to the white house. Donna’s swim was not happening. I needed her with me to give permission. And she was excited about the idea and had totally bought into my scheme.

We got to the white house and Melody was right there on the porch chatting. “Wanna get caned by my Momma Bear? Hop on!” Melody hopped on and Donna explained the deal. Melody got a miraculous second wind and was ready to play.

We got back to Oink. Herb saw us, stood up, pulled up his pants and came flying off the porch yelling, “I need my cab back!” We got out of the cab and Herb grabbed it telling me, “That woman is nothing like you. She doesn’t know anything about warm-up.” Then he took off.

Momma Bear was pleased when she saw that I brought Melody. I think she was a bit surprised, but she was very happy. Donna and I sat on the porch together and chatted while Momma Bear caned Melody. It was a nice night. I thought about Donna being naked under her cape.