There is very little patience I have for than an Outsider with an Opinion on something they are not an Insider on.

Very little has been misinterpreted more than BDSM. 

I will tell you a story. 

I was married in an Open Relationship and I had a sub at this time. 

I had been married to my husband for 12 Years. It was hell.

I had known my sub for 6 months. 

This is how the two relationships compared.

I use the Analogy of Mount Everest to illustrate. 

I met my husband at the foot of Mount Everest and we decided to climb Mount Everest together. We need Preparations, Training, a Plan, and Supplies. We spent hours, days, walking through the bazaar and the shoppes at the bottom of Mount Everest. 

On every topic, we argued, we bickered, we fought. 

We argued about the training. We argued about the knot tying. We argued about the trails we would take, the route we would follow. The Supplies we needed. We argued about everything. 

The day came and we started to climb. We argued about the route. We argued about rests and breaks. We argued about when we would eat. When we would sleep. We argued about everything. 

The time came where we were climbing this exceptionally dangerous precipe. I was above, he was below, and we were connected by our climbing rope. While he was screaming up at me, the rope broke. I moved and caught him. Immediately, he responded by screaming at me. For not tying the rope and harness properly enough, while I screamed back in defense. 

Let’s change the Story. 

I met my sub at the Bottom of Mount Everest. We agreed to Climb Mount Everest together. In silence, he followed me, leaving every decision up to me. I asked him for his preference in training, in supplies, and in routes and plans. To every question he smiled and nodded and said, “As you wish.” 

The day came and we began to climb. I led and he followed my lead. We ate. We paused. We rested. We climbed all in peace. He followed my every step. 

We came to the same dangerous Precipice. I was above and he was below. We were working together when the rope frayed and snapped. Without thinking, I reached and grabbed the harness, catching him in time. 

Smiling, he looked right up at me with his eyes, and he reached and snapped the hinge to free fall. Without thinking, again, I reached and grabbed his hand, holding him tightly in place. 

He smiled wider with a look that said, “I knew you’d catch me.”

The Story is about Trust.

BDSM is really a Practice of Ultimate, Staged Trust.

Trust steeped in Nourishing Care that pushes the sub to their limits while pushing the Mistress to hers. She learns how to Take the Lead and Practice Nourishing Leadership in a safe environment, while the sub learns to Surrender to Submission and Trust.

Now, whatever elements you wish to add to the Bedroom — or out of the Bedroom — is your choice and IS your Choice, regardless of whether or not you are a Sub or not. 

But BDSM is not at all about Pain or Humiliation. It is about pushing your Self and your Shadow Self to learn — Safely — what you normally would not learn anywhere else. 

I had one Dom put a 9″ blade to my throat. I learned a lot about myself that day.

BDSM is not at all for anyone. And practicing BDSM without proper knowledge and Education IS DUMB FUCK DANGEROUS AND STUPID THAT ONLY THE MOST STUPID OF PEOPLE WOULD EVEN ATTEMPT. 

For this reason, I open The Devil’s Dungeon to Members ONLY to provide complete Safety Instruction and Direction.

SCC and RISK are both covered EXTENSIVELY. 

You must be 21+ to Enter The Devil’s Dungeon.