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This weekend marks the end of an era as the Two Knotty Boys teach their last class and head into the glorious and glamorous world of retired bondage educators. Ok the last part might not be true because I’d be hard pressed to name other retired BDSM educators but the fact remains that their books and videos have had more influence on my approach to rope bondage than anyone else.

What the Two Knotty Boys Did to My Style of ...


For months (or longer) I’ve been meaning to get out to a few of the local rope themed events. The truth is for as much as I bitch about St. Louis over all there does seems to be a decent amount of kinky things to do for bondage types. This past weekend the stars aligned (no nilla house guests, no games, concerts, or recitals etc) and I actually made it to the local Rope Bite group meeting. I’d met the gent that hosts it in passing a few years earlier and figured what the hell why not be one of the new folks at the munch.

Rope, Coffee, Conversation, and Just Maybe Playing my Top Card


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I have said countless times I’m not qualified to teach. In many ways it’s a selfish statement and in others it’s a total fucking lie. It’s selfish in that if I’m showing others what I know I’m in theory not learning myself, it is also a reflection that I don’t consider myself an expert by any means. I’m still a knot challenged rope enthusiast, not different, nothing more. The part about it being a lie is that if you asked me to teach you something after a proper disclaimer I’d teach just about anyone just about anything I know if they really wanted to learn.

A New Found Respect for Bondage Educators



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It’s a sad statement in a lot of ways “That Capitalism Trumps Sex.” It may not be true everywhere but it certainly has been in my world since as of late even when I wake up in the middle of the night next to a hot naked woman my mind goes to paper work, cash flow, and spread sheets. Here’s a clue I have unused plane tickets to see friends and spent the last two nights I was in Miami staring at financials not cavorting in clubs.

Capitalism Trumps Sex, Football Trumps Rope