It’s ILSB prep time?
As I sit here with my morning coffee with a boy still in bed, a slave and grand slave in the slave quarters, and my partner sound asleep I am taking the time to think about my journey. First as a brown leather Daddy Bear to a cub, then as a Sir to my first boy, as boy to my SIR and then as a Sir to my many boys, dawgs, and pigs.
Now as a titleholder about to go to the next stage of my titleholder journey, thinking about how I have changed in many ways, yet at the same time I am still a brown leatherman at heart.
To some, brown leather is just a different color of leather, but to me its much more. It a way of looking at life and expressing Leather. Bondage only requires 4 pegs, some rope and an open sky and a boy, no more.
One of the many discussions I have had with my boy iain over the years is about being who and what you are and running with it. I was quite fortunate to have realized this when I was arm twisted into a Bear competition in the early 90s. I ended up leaving the competition with a new sense of self which was that if you don’t like the way I am fuck you, and if you do I’ll fuck you twice. Summed up, you are what you are run with it.
Since then I have always marched to my own drummer and by doing so I now have a wonderful, very complete Leather life and Leather Family.
As I sit here with my morning coffee and ponder my life, I realize my ILSb preparation has been my life and is now complete.