First, Ferns asked for a very special birthday present in a blog post, “The beauty of submissive men” – she wanted photos of submissive men. She asked for diversity and truth. She got both. Because the resulting video can’t be played on my iPhone or iPad, I didn’t see it until after I read this blog post by the ever-articulate submissive Tomio Black, “Unexpected beauty“, which made me cry and cry. Then I finally saw the resulting video, hours later, here: “Submissive men: A celebration of beauty“. I love it with all my heart. Bravo Ferns. And happy birthday, Mistress. If you’re as happily moved as I am, please pass this on as many times as you can (this blog posts, or just direct links [read more...]

I’ve built successful communities before: at church, at work, in online gaming, and socially. And I’ve organized group meetings and get-togethers all those places, too. So I had a high level of confidence that hosting my first kinkster community event would be a success… Until about 2 hours beforehand, at which time waves of doubt crashed over me. What if the discussion format bombed? What if nobody shows? What if the food is terrible? When I first organized the event, I was expecting 15 but secretly hoping for 20 just to feel badass. I got 38. That’s right, thirty-eight people showed up to mingle, listen to me give announcements about upcoming community events, and participate in the discussion groups (which were widely referred to as [read more...]
In my typical way of doing more things at once than I can reasonably keep up with, this weekend, I am: hosting a community event designed to help newcomers to the kinkster lifestyle get their questions answered attending an after party in my home, organized by my husband and Devant (my husband’s live-in girlfriend), which I will attend after my vertigo zombie-brain calms down spending the night with my lover after the play party, probably just for cuddles, due to aforementioned vertigo zombie-brain issues having a friend switch my hosting providers on my domains, which will probably generate a lot of questions which need rapid resolution mentally gearing up for a second photo shoot with Devant, tentatively scheduled for Monday I think that’s it… The [read more...]

Two years ago, I took my first phone sex call. I’ve never told you about it, have I? My first phone sex call lasted 1 minute. My listing had been approved and active for a week, and I’d been dying from the suspense of wondering who would call. He said he was curious because my listing was so different, I said “Thanks, I think!” in a tone that I meant to sound playful, and he hung up and never called back. Not. Exactly. Encouraging. The next day, I got an email asking if I would exchange for-pay emails about desires for extreme humiliation, sissification, and being pimped out as a cocksucking whore. Sssssure, cuz I’m such an expert on all that (look up “sissification” on [read more...]
My calendar page is useful again! There’s a new widget there showing you times in the future which I would love to fill with an appointment with you. You can request an appointment, cancel an appointment, or reschedule an appointment through the calendar, in 30-minute blocks. If you have questions, please write me. You have to give an email address when you request an appointment, and it has to be a real one that you check to see if I confirm the appointment (it’s not for sure til I confirm it). I will be able to see your email address, but I’ll never sell it, and I’ll be far too lazy to use to market to you. I’m already not using NiteFlirt mail to market [read more...]

Against all odds, and perhaps also against all better judgment, I went to a play party this weekend. I wasn’t in great shape after the traveling, but I made it. The host lives in a collegiate part of town where noise ordinances are unlikely to be enforced, and neighbors are more likely to peep than report if there are nekkid people in an inflatable “hot tub” in the back yard. So I wander in the back yard, and there are five topless women and three appreciative men in the inflatable “hot tub” (water heated by the scorching outdooor temps and refilled by garden hose), and I was easily coerced to join. The woman next to me, who I’ve groped and smacked and licked several times [read more...]

A weather situation in Chicago caused me to miss the last flight of the day home, so although my dear husband offered to make the drive to pick me up, we agreed it would be easier on everyone if I just did the “distressed traveler rate” at the hotel for the evening. The Hyatt Regency O’Hare felt posh to me, although I couldn’t tell if the decor was retro-chic or actually 1970s, because I suck at decorating, but I immediately thought, “I have to do a robot shoot here some day.” The combination of ultra-modern silver and chrome with wood-like wall paneling and dark patterned carpet made me want to squeeze into a silver bodysuit with big marked squares on my tummy and stand in [read more...]

I am discontinuing my Facebook profile, because when I was helping my aunt set up Facebook, she imported her address book, which contained ONLY my legal-name email address, and Galiana Chance was one of her suggested friends! Let me be clear what happened: Facebook somehow connected my personal, non-Galiana email address, which my aunt had, to a Facebook account which never contained that email address. I triple-checked the csv file we used to import her contacts into Facebook, and NOTHING galiana was in it. Nothing. I have no clue whatsoever how Facebook knew that the two of us are connected, but it freaked me the fuck out. So Galiana’s FB profile has been discontinued. Permanently. I was only using it to announce blog posts to [read more...]