Speaking of self bondage, it’s been quite a while since I’ve been on the webcam and I’m planning to do a session early next week, probably Monday night, the 4th. I’ll post a notice for sure in a day or two.

To be honest, I’ve been having doubts about continuing on with many more webcasts. I get the feeling that it’s sort of run it’s course and that I’ve done about all I can do with it in my little computer room. With the set up that I have, I’m not able to take the cam out on location, so it’s always the same view from on top of my computer. I have been itching for a good self bondage session, though, so I figured that would be a good thing for the cam. But I don’t know if I’ll keep on doing the cam very much in the future. I’ve been really busy shooting video and shooting for my DVD and have been really energized by that. So we shall see. I’m sure there’ll be more webcasts but they may just be special events in the future.

It’s been a busy few days here and it’s been so darn cold (well, cold for Southern California). Delilah did a really nice job at the rope bondage workshop Sunday afternoon and I got to be tied up for a change! I love when that happens.

I also had a shoot a couple of days ago for the upcoming Trannies In Trouble DVD. I was a little short on Sandra-getting-tied-up scenes, so I shot what I think will be a nice self bondage routine with my friend Chainguy. We used a speakerphone during the scene, which enabled me to do some gag talking with the guy who was supposed to come set me free. It was a lot of fun and I have to admit I got into it quite a bit (wink, wink). I’m really looking forward to putting this scene together. It should be a good one.

This Sunday’s rope bondage workshop should be a lot of fun. My good friend Delilah Knotty’s going to be the presenter, covering some basic tying techniques and emphasizing the sensual side of bondage play. I’m looking forward to getting tied up this time! If you’re in the Los Angeles area come on out and say hi.

Delilah’s website

Rope Bondage Workshop at HollywoodLand Studios

Sunday, November 26, 2006
4:00 pm – 6:00 pm

Hollywoodland Studios
11300 Hartland St.
North Hollywood, CA 91605

Map: http://tinyurl.com/fnwd7

Notes:
Open to all interested members of the BDSM Community. Join Sandra to
learn the basics as well as some new tricks! $5 for Threshold
members and affiliates, $10 for non members, proceeds going
to Threshold.

Bizarre Bazaar turned out to be pretty fun. I was helping out all day at the event, so I showed up way too early and generally tried to be useful in getting set up. Even though it’s November we’ve been having this hot spell, so the ballroom where it’s held got pretty warm in spite of the AC. I was supposed to do a small bondage demo later in the afternoon, tying up Bettie Cho onstage, but around noon I started to worry about the heat. I sweat easily to begin with and didn’t want to be a big dripping blob onstage.

Thankfully things got better as the afternoon passed and finally we went on around 5:30 PM. It went pretty well and I tied Bettie to a chair and used some of that shiny bondage tape to wrap across her mouth and eyes. Several people said she looked very cute up there. It did start to get hot as we continued on, what with the hot lights and being up high on the stage. But it went well enough and I didn’t melt too badly. Sadly, no cameras are allowed at this event or I’d have pictures to share.

I’m thinking next year I may just have to rent a table there and have a Trannies In Trouble booth where I can tie up models all day long. We shall see.

So last night we had a pretty good turn out for Club Fantasy at Hollywoodland Studios. The space is quite large, with several semi-private rooms in the back, so oftentimes the scenes going on are spread throughout the place. I’m a shameless exhibitionist so I always like to tie or get tied up in the main front room. My friend Leah got there early so I put her into a nice hogtie with a couple scarves to gag her. She’s not really into pain so I didn’t want to push her but couldn’t help myself and lightly caned her on the insides of her thighs just to get a few squeals out of her. Fun.

Of course, a lot of people just come to watch and socialize and it’s a good place to do that. The music’s at a reasonable level and you won’t hear the typical Enigma and Metallica that you so often find at BDSM parties. But I try to keep a good variety of music going with an emphasis on trance / techno.

So tomorrow there’s a fun event called Bizarre Bizaar going on down by LAX in Inglewood. I’m going to be helping out at the event so should be there all day and may be doing an impromptu bondage demo with Bettie Cho later in the afternoon. I went last year and had a great time. There’s lots of kinky vendors and people to meet.

It’s sleepy time here.

Yeah, Club Fantasy is this Friday, Nov. 17th. Come check it out and bring rope.

I was out at my favorite Denny’s this evening in boy mode and there was a young couple who sat down in the booth next to me, with their backs towards me. The girl was cute and had a nice messy ponytail and a white blouse that really got to me. It was very bright and tight fitting, with those fitted seams down both sides on her back, and you could see the shape of her bra through it. I tried not to stare, but her whole look, and especially that blouse, was so attractive that my eyes kept wandering back to her. I got that familiar feeling again, a mixture of sexual longing and that wish to have been born a girl.

I’ve talked about this before, but I often wonder when I get that feeling of yearning, how much of it is a sexual turn on and how much of it is transgendered feelings? I could never see myself having a sex change, but I remember this horror story of a transexual woman who, after going through the surgery, realized that it was her sexual fantasies that were powering her desire to be a woman, and now that her testosterone was considerably diminished the charge was no longer there and she was left thinking, “I just made a big mistake.” Stories like that just go to show how much one’s sexual urges can be wrapped up in all this gender stuff, how it’s so messy and difficult to tell what’s sex and what’s gender.

I had a chance to get out of town for the weekend and see my good friend Mr. K., just outside of New York, across the river in Jersey. He’s one of the first people I ever shot with when I was first getting more serious about bondage photography and has offered a lot of encouragement over the years. We had a great time and I got tied up nicely several times.

Then later Sunday night I went into the city in boy mode on the PATH train and got some dinner. I lived briefly in New York for about a year in ’94, so I went over to check out my old neighborhood around 2nd Ave. and 9th St. I had dinner in this Russian diner called Veselka. It’s a good place and very popular. Unfortunately I had one of those experiences where you order something in a restaurant and then immediately realize that you’ve made a bad choice. I should have stuck with the omelette, but at the last minute I changed my mind and got some kind of chicken “sandwich,” which turned out to be a rather tough and mysteriously spiced chicken breast with two pieces of bread on the side. I actually like the restaurant, and have had excellent food there before, and perhaps if I were Russian I would have enjoyed it. But I found it, well, absolutely horrible, with some vague taste of garlic and lots of other unknown spices mixed in. So I had two bites, settled the bill, and took off kicking myself for my bad decision.

A couple blocks away I found another diner and this time stayed with the omelette. It was unexceptional but adequate and helped get the weird garlic taste out of my mouth.

Heading out of the restaurant I walked around the East Village some more. I was really amazed that I lasted as long as I did when I lived there. I actually really like New York. I think it’s a fascinating place and would be a terrific place to live if you were rich. But when I briefly lived there, my overriding memory was of being terribly depressed and lonely. I moved there thinking it would be an exciting adventure and then had a thoroughly miserable year. Now, walking around again, it was good to see the place, but finally it was getting late and time to jump on the PATH train back to New Jersey.