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Meet Tara Indiana, the Dominatrix Running for President Against Donald Trump

Source: Mic.com.

USA – There are two reasons why Tara Indiana, 48, is running for president. “I’m more honest than Donald Trump and have less skeletons in the closet than Hillary Clinton,” the sex worker and independent presidential candidate said in a phone interview.

“I’m running to bring attention to how messed-up the political process has become…and I’m representing the BDSM community. [We] can affect political change through humor.”

This dominatrix is running for president and she’s dedicated to taunting Donald Trump about his (presumably) tiny penis all along the campaign trail. And although Indiana’s campaign might be tongue-in-cheek, many of the issues she’s highlighting with her candidacy, such as sex workers’ rights, are quite serious.

Tara Indiana, 48, has been a businesswoman in the kink community for more than two decades. She founded New York City’s iconic BDSM club Den of Iniquity and trained hundreds of dominatrixes before relocating to her current home in Los Angeles.

Last May, Indiana announced that she’s running for president at DomCon 2016, a fetish convention in California. Then she started a public Amazon wish list with tiny dildos, urging her supporters to send them to Republican opponent Donald Trump to publicly humiliate him.

Indiana feels Trump’s virility is fair game in light of his sexist attacks against female reporters and politicians like Hillary Clinton, as well as the fact that he gloated about the size of his own junk on live TV.

Trump infamously mocked Marco Rubio’s hands during a Republican debate, saying, “if they’re small, something else must be small.” “I guarantee you there’s no problem. I guarantee you,” Trump said.

“He got up during the Republican [debate] and told the American people that he is well-hung,” Indiana said. “So now I feel like he should have to prove it…he has all the hallmarks of somebody with small penis syndrome.”

As a woman who boasts of dominating thousands of men throughout her career, Indiana believes Trump’s impulsiveness, his tendency to pontificate about his ‘powerful’ businesses and his penchant for putting his name on skyscrapers all point to his dangerous insecurity.

“As a sex worker, one of the things I’ve noticed over the years is that the guys with really tiny micro-penises, those are the guys who are the pickiest…and the most critical about female appearance,” she said. (Trump has notoriously attacked women for how they look, notoriously criticizing former rival Carly Fiorina.)

She believes that Trump must be taken seriously. “He’s just dangerous,” she said. “He must be stopped.”

Indiana isn’t that this isn’t just a media stunt. In fact, as a self-made business person, she thinks she’s far more qualified than Trump to run for president, especially because she believes that Trump lacks any semblance of self-control.

“If he had any sense of self-preservation he would have pivoted to the middle a long time ago…but he can’t stop himself,” Indiana said.

Currently, 43 states allow write-in candidates for presidential elections. Indiana, a registered Libertarian, is working with a campaign staff of 15 people to become an official write-in candidate in dozens of states across the country.

Each state has its own rules: for example, in California Indiana must acquire petition signatures to get on the ballot. But with her personal slave working as her campaign manager and several porn stars endorsing her candidacy, Indiana is optimistic about her prospects.

While one might think Indiana’s campaign is something of a joke, she’s serious about her campaign platform, which includes decriminalizing sex acts between consenting adults (such as sex workers) and ending discrimination against kink communities.

The latter issue is especially close to her heart. Law-abiding people in the kink community are often penalized for their sex lives, even if they strive to keep their predilections private.

For instance, it’s not unheard of for parents in the BDSM community to lose custody of their children, and there is scant legal protection for people who might, say, get fired because an employer finds out about their sexual preferences. “I can’t count how many of my friends lost their jobs when they got outed [as kinky],” Indiana said.

Indiana hopes her campaign will shine light on some of these issues and show how protecting the rights of kinky Americans is really a fight for individual liberty.

“It’s like we don’t exist,” she said. “We need our history written down… a people cannot have rights until they have history.”

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Should we teach teens about BDSM in sex ed?

Source: Mic.com.

USA – Could talking to students about BDSM culture help combat rape on college campuses? Psychology researcher Kathryn Klement thinks so.

Klement is the co-author of a newly published study out of Northern Illinois University, which showed that BDSM practitioners are less likely to believe victim-blaming myths or sexist stereotypes than the general population.

That’s why she believes that teaching college students about BDSM and kink practices can be hugely beneficial.

“A sex education program [with information about BDSM] would help people understand what’s consensual and what’s not,” Klement said in a phone interview.

Klement’s study analyzed surveys filled out by 60 college students, 68 random online respondents recruited through Amazon’s MTurk site and 57 self-identified BDSM practitioners.

The groups, which included a robust mix of ages and genders, answered whether they agreed with such sexist and victim-blaming statements as “when girls go to parties wearing slutty clothes, they are asking for trouble,” and “many women have a quality of purity that few men possess.”

Across the board, Klement said, kinky participants had a healthier understanding of sex and consent than the other groups. A whopping 84% of BDSM respondents said wearing “slutty clothes” isn’t asking for trouble, compared to only 45% of the MTurk adults.

Kinky participants were also less likely than college students to support benevolent sexism, or stereotypes that misrepresent women as weak creatures in need of male protection. “It’s not assumed [in the BDSM community] that just because she’s a woman that she wants to be submissive,” Klement said.

“These results fly in the face of stereotypes about BDSM,” Klement added, citing the misconception that BDSM is all about violence, or that kink communities celebrate “unhealthy” sexual desires.

Although there’s much to be gained from the mainstream community borrowing BDSM mainstays like safe words during sex, Klement thinks the most important thing the kink community can teach us is the concept of affirmative consent.

Many BDSM practitioners follow a “yes means yes” mentality, where partners explicitly ask about specific sex acts rather than assuming it’s kosher until somebody says no.

According to Klement, most BDSM practitioners believe consent can be withdrawn any time. That’s the bottom line.

Because BDSM often involves physical danger and role-play, many practitioners advocate constant communication throughout every stage of seduction and sex.

Klement said some people worry all that talking will kill the mood, but in reality it can often have the opposite effect. “It’s actually quite sexy to talk about what we want to do beforehand,” she said. “People might be more informed [if they learned from BDSM] and have a better idea of how to handle sexual situations.”

It looks like a lesson in consensual humiliation and kinky foreplay might be the ticket to fighting rape culture.

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‘Toasties and oral sex’ What really goes on in one of the UK’s top kinky swingers club

A SWINGERS resort which describes itself as the “gold standard” of sex clubs in the UK is looking for new staff – and the requirements are jaw-dropping.

Source: Dailystar.co.uk.

UK – LONDON – The well-known Townhouse kink and BDSM club in Tranmere, the Wirral, has put an advertisement on its website looking for new team members.

Daily Star Online can exclusively reveal the requirements for the job are not as easy as you might think.

The lengthy requirements include picking up used condoms, cleaning mucky beds, cleaning toilets and working at a bar “whilst somebody gives a bl**job at the other end”.

Townhouse’s owners demand their 18+ staff are charismatic, have an understanding of fetish, flirty and tactile.

They prefer male candidates who are physically fit, are not “wallflowers” or “divas” and “CANNOT be shocked or have opinions on other peoples s***.”

It also warns that candidates will be expected to work at full steam until 3.15am.

The advert says: “I am sick of people floating in, thinking that it’s all about having a good time and dropping shifts when it doesn’t fit in with their lives.

“Our staff are workers…not on a jolly! You drop me…I drop you, simple.”

A potential candidate would also have to clean up other people’s cake and food, act as a counsellor to some guests and have no problem with personal space.

They also strangely insist that a potential candidate be good at handling meat as they will “be making a s*** load of toasties”.

Owner Vicky, who is a confessed dominatrix, spoke to Daily Star Online about the bizarre job advertisement.

Speaking about tone of the advert, Vicky said: “I guess a non swinger/fetishist would think it’s shocking.”

Townhouse, which has been owned by Vicky and Jim since 2012, considers itself the one of the top swingers clubs in the country and typically they receive up to 130 guests per night.

Vicky explained that with so many guests and with the taxing nature of the job, it can be very difficult for someone who is not the right candidate.

“The job can be taxing at times yes. Think about what we have here. We have consenting adults who are either using our facilities for extra curricular sex with other consenting adults”, she added.

“We have BDSM/fetish members who are possibly dressed in extreme BDSM attire or taking part in dynamic BDSM scenarios, we have members of the Trans community using our venue as a safe haven for them to express they really are.

“So the atmosphere can be highly charged and our staff need to be able to read situations and facilitate the smooth running of the club.”

Despite the firm’s website, which promises a “warm welcome” where guests will be “safe and respected by all”, their employment terms may seem shocking to some.

The advert states: “Don’t whine at me over discrimination over disability, being a parent or gender as we are classed as a ‘private members club’ with certain employment terms and we don’t need to follow the same legislation as other businesses.”

Vicky told us that the advert is meant to be “tongue in cheek” and that it would only be understood by people already in the scene.

She said: “I am also a dominatrix and have been for years, so our readers like to laugh at the abrupt tone and even come to expect it. But I’m a pussycat really!”

See much more larger photo’s & video: www.dailystar.co.uk.

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Sex Diaries: The Park Slope Husband Preparing for a Dominatrix Session

Source: NYmag.com.

USA – NEW YORK – New York’s Sex Diaries series asks anonymous city dwellers to record a week in their sex lives — with comic, tragic, often sexy, and always revealing results. This week, an editor whose wife doesn’t know he wants to be dominated: married, straight, Park Slope, 43.

DAY ONE

8:00 a.m. Today is all about preparation. I have an appointment booked with two dominatrixes tomorrow ($1,200 a session) and I want to be in the right state, physically and mentally, to submit to what we have planned. As usual, my wife knows nothing about it.

I have a light breakfast, knowing I won’t eat again for more than 30 hours. In the shower, I shave my ass carefully. It puts me in a deliciously slutty headspace to do these things. The buildup to a domme session is as much a part of the scene as what these two amazing women will do to me. I see them every two months or so.

To build up the fires, I forgo my usual morning masturbation. I usually get myself off once a day; when I was single it was at least twice. I’ve been married 13 years. My married sex life is very vanilla and in recent years has become very sparse. When we do have sex, she has orgasms regularly. But even so, I can’t tell if my wife wants to do it or if she is going through the motions to try to keep me happy. I have asked this question, but I still don’t know; she likes talking about our sex life even less than she seems to like having sex. Suggestions that we change it up, or that she should feel free to talk about what she wants, have led nowhere.

11:00 p.m. I drift off to sleep in quasi-sub headspace. Thinking about my preparations today and what’s coming tomorrow makes me squirmy. The dommes I am seeing are an incredible pair. I used to see them when they were on staff at a dungeon, but now I see them freelance. I scheduled this appointment weeks in advance, thanking them for the way they treated me last time and specifying a few more details to improve the experience. Seeing dominatrixes has allowed me to discover the things that really make me tick sexually. I try not to be too exacting in my requests or in person — like any relationship, there is negotiation and evolution.

DAY TWO

8:00 a.m. My wife leaves early to fly to an academic conference for two days. I haven’t eaten in 24 hours. But I don’t feel hungry; I feel light. And empty. Ready to be filled with the demands of my dommes and aroused by the idea of devotion. I pop a butt plug in to test out how ready my body is for anal play. I take it out after 15 minutes. Things look good. Making myself a good client for my mistresses is important. I have seen about a dozen over the years, and my current dommes are the best by far: the most playful, inventive, cruel, and supportive.

10:00 a.m. In a bathroom stall at work, I insert the butt plug again. Having my ass filled helps maintain my subby mentality and should make vigorous strap-on penetration easier.

11:00 a.m. I swallow a Viagra at my desk. I don’t have difficulty getting erections, but this will make sure I stay hard for the duration of the two hours I have booked — much of which will be spent doing things to every part of my body but my cock.

11:30 a.m. On the way to my “lunch meeting,” I sip 4 ounces of vodka mixed into an Ocean Spray cranberry bottle. This is to loosen up my tongue and quash any nerves. I wish they’d hurry up and legalize pot in New York.

12:30 p.m. In the bathroom at the midtown dungeon, I give myself a series of enemas to make sure there is no awkwardness during the session.

I proceed to a goth-themed room in the dungeon where my session is happening. The dommes arrive less than a minute later. Over the next 120 minutes, Mistress Sara and Mistress Kayla blindfold, gag, and hog-tie me. They also expand every expandable orifice in my body. It is kind of a blur. At times I feel an internal focus that mostly blocks out the room, in which I feel myself as an object, bent and bound, folded and forced, humiliated and penetrated. At other times I open my eyes wide to stare deeply at our reflection in the mirror, trying to remember every angle, every view and sign of my submission.

As Mistress Kayla bangs my ass with a dildo significantly larger than my cock, Mistress Sara slaps my face with her strap-on, insulting me for failing to accept her face-fucking. This is especially disappointing because I have been practicing at home, forcing myself to deep-throat a dildo during my daily jerk-off session. But there is a big difference between slowly working a silicone cock into my own throat and taking a porn-style mouth pounding.

Nearing the end, they put the strap-ons away and spread an absorbent pad on the floor. I am finally allowed to make myself come as they piss on me. Afterward, I lie still for four or five minutes, coming down slowly. Then, recognizing that we are over the time I’ve paid for, I stand and we start to clean up.

3:30 p.m. Back at work, I gorge on a burger and fries, ravenous and still floating on an endorphin rush.

5 p.m. Greasy food was a mistake.

9 p.m. My stomach still isn’t feeling great. But the residual hotness of today’s session is enough to overcome that. I get myself off easily, thinking about it.

11 p.m. I find a Cybill Troy clip I haven’t seen before and get myself off again.

DAY THREE

7 a.m. Enjoying my big empty bed and the soreness of being so well used. Celebrate with more masturbation, replaying yesterday’s session in my head, me starring as a helpless puppet. I suspect most straight dudes are completely missing out on this exquisite aspect of sex: the luxe indulgence of being an object, the joy of being fucked.

9 p.m. My wife returns tomorrow. Indulge in some languid self-love and get myself off once.

11 p.m.: Fall asleep in the midst of a second attempt.

DAY FOUR

8 a.m. I manage to get in one last unhurried masturbation session. The furious urgency is fading, but it feels good, like the reverberation of my domme session two days ago. My muscles are still sore, my jaw tender from being stretched wide. An incredible privilege to feel this way. I wish I could share this with my wife. Secret glances, a whispered command, the playful gestures that make sex a delight and not a chore.

10 p.m. She is back home and tired. We watch an episode of SVU, a dumb show she loves that is full of sexual violence and moral outrage. A while back, we watched the first episode of Billions on Showtime. In the show, Paul Giamatti is a U.S. Attorney who is sexually submissive to his wife. I tried to use that as a conversation starter with my wife. She said that every aspect of it was disgusting to her. Haven’t brought it up again.

DAY FIVE

8:30 a.m. I am back to my usual routine, jerking off hastily in the bathroom.

9:30 p.m. My wife is still tired from work travel. I give her a backrub, trying to show that I can be physically affectionate without it always having to lead to sex. (Not that I would mind.) We kiss good night, as we always do, without an ounce of passion.

DAY SIX

5:30 a.m. I wake up early and take my phone into the bathroom. Find a hot new dominatrix account on my porn Tumblr. She appears to post her own photos, specializing in strap-on selfies. She livens up my usual fantasies, and I get off easily. I hope she keeps it up. Having followed sex writers for almost 20 years, from the era of usenet groups through Blogspot, the rise and fall of Google Reader, Reddit, and Tumblr, I know that a lot of new posters burn out quickly. Somewhere I have a bookmarks folder full of defunct sex blogs.

9:00 p.m. My wife asks me if something is bothering me. No, I say: just tired. I know that our disconnect is damaging, but I feel unable to address it without making things worse. If I talk about my feelings and desires, she will (1) get angry at the implication she’s not good enough, and (2) tell me what I want is disgusting. She’s done it before. Still, I don’t want us to split up.

DAY SEVEN

8:30 a.m. Huzzah, my new favorite Tumblr domme is still at it.

Noon A delightful lunch out with my wife. We split a bottle of wine and have a great time. I want to connect these two lives. But it seems more likely that I would lose both — she would despise me and the cost of splitting up would probably make domme sessions rare.

Ugh. I like to think I am not a terrible person, but I might be.

My odd desires have only grown as I have explored them. I don’t really feel shame about my kinks. But the potential for hurting my wife makes me feel awful.

2:30 p.m. Back home, I Google a list of sex-positive therapists, not for the first time, and imagine for a few minutes that my wife and I could go to counseling, awaken her libido, and work our way up to occasional domme-sub play.

9 p.m. I scan eight weeks ahead on my calendar, hoping my mistresses will be available.

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Britney Spears talks bondage and giving up men on Carpool Karaoke as James Corden dresses as a schoolgirl

It was another classic commute on the Late, Late Show

Source: Mirror.co.uk.

UK – Britney Spears has become the latest celebrity to sit next to James Corden for Carpool Karaoke and she busted out some of her biggest hits, while chatting about kids, romance and bondage.

The pop princess, 34, who appeared on The Late Late Show to promote her new album Glory, looked like she was having a blast as the pair belted out some of her biggest tracks including Ooops! I did it Again, Toxic and Womanizer.

It wasn’t just about hearing Brit showing off her back catalogue though as Corden got pretty racy with the singer as he probed her about her personal life.

The twice-married star hinted at the heartbreak she’s suffered over the years as she swore off men: “I think I might not ever go to men again. I don’t think I’m going to do the whole men thing, or get married.”

“I’m done with men,” she added.

When an astonished James asked if she meant forever, Britney replied: “I might French kiss someone, but I’m not going to marry anyone. I don’t believe in marriage anymore.”

While she might not believe in marriage, she does believe in babies and revealed that along with her two boys Sean Preston and James Jayden she’d like to have three more.

It wasn’t all about family matters though, Britney brought out her wild side by asking James about a new sexual fetish.

Claiming she’d been told about it by a “friend” she asked the host: “Have you heard of this new bondage thing?

“They say that instead of doing bondage and hurting yourself, men get off on being tickled for a very long time.”

When Corden said he could think of “worse things” than being tickled, Britney wasn’t as sure, adding: “I would be so pissed off, I get so angry.”

Perhaps the highlight of the drive though, was seeing James decked out in pigtails and a school uniform to perform her biggest hit Hit Me Baby (One More Time).

17 years on though and Britney hasn’t changed a bit!

The full nine-minute video was shown on Thursday night’s episode of the Late Late Show.

Britney follows in the footsteps of Adele, Jennifer Lopez and Michelle Obama by taking part in the hugely successful feature, though not everyone has been complimentary of her appearance.

When teasers of the ride around were released earlier this week disgruntled fans claimed the singer appeared to be miming along to the words rather than singing live.

See more and larger photo’s: www.mirror.co.uk.