Madame Giggles - A good time was had by Al

"Give us more Al!" the fans cry! Well, here it is, kiddies. The adventures of Al.

Al was unhappy when he visited this page recently. He didn't see his branding pictures. He was mollified when I showed him that they're still here, but they really need to be on this page. So here's a link to Al's branding page.

MY BUOY-TOY

Al has fun again. Some of the things he and his buddies dream up are very reminiscent of Jackass. I don't mean that in a derogatory way, it's just an observation.

The latest was inspired by a recent party. The party venue had a pool, which opened up all kinds of possibilities. They came up with Human Ring Toss, and Al volunteered. Or was volunteered. Maybe it was me who volunteered him. I forget exactly how that went, but he was happy to be included in any case.

The victims were encased in expando-foam from neck to waist and floated in the pool. For a small donation (the proceeds went to a worthy non-profit cause) partygoers could toss hula-hoops at the buoys. The winner got to choose from among several fabulous Madame Giggles toys. The competition got really intense.

Al wore himself out dodging hula hoops. The smiling face you see at left was before the game started. He was plum tuckered out by the time it was done. He managed to evade hoops that were practically dropped on top of him. It was good for him to have this skill, because the weights that were wrapped around his feet to keep him upright (he was too buoyant, even for a buoy) kept dragging him down to the edge of the pool at the deep end.

One of the buoys was pretty nervous about then whole thing going into it, but she really enjoyed it once she was encased and floating.

MY PAIN PIG SWEETIE PIE

It's been a while since I've put anything up here, so I'm going to share a story with a picture!

Al has always had in the back of his mind this desire to be beat beyond where he says no more. We always figured we'd go there some day. Not long ago we had that day.

We had a play date with a friend. We hadn't played with her before, and this "beyond no more" thing came up in the chit-chat. Now, of course, we weren't going to go there this time, this being the first time we'd played together and all. We were planning to pound him pretty good though. She doesn't often get to play with folks who like a lot of pain and don't care about marks (actually, Al cherishes his marks). She tied him down tight to a bench (she's really good at that stuff) and we started beating him. She had a particular group of toys we were going to use, but after things got rolling she had some old favorites she wanted to use, and some cool stuff I wanted to use, and some stuff I knew Al would want us to use, so we just started going for it. It was marvelous. Al got all marked up, we got all sweaty, it was great.

We decided to go for "beyond no more". She gagged Al up securely and we went at it. Al screamed like I've never heard him scream before. The bench he was tied to was big and heavy and stable, but he was bouncing that thing around some. We were hitting his ass as hard as we could. It really worked well - although we are both right handed, she's got a strong forearm and my backhand is better, so we didn't get in each other's way.

Al's assessment was that it was great just a couple seconds after it stopped. And he'd like to try it again some time. Gotta love it.

Here's how his ass looked afterwards. He doesn't mark very easily, and he'd had a soak in the tub, but they still look pretty nice.

When you enlarge the pic, you'll see some marks on Al's butt. A pair of lips, a star, a Christmas tree over on the right. Those were made with a cautery pen. We really like the cautery pen. Here's a pick of the Christmas tree when it was fresh. The pic is a little fuzzy.

Let's add another pic of Al's ass while we're at it. Below are some singletail marks. Al likes the singletail.

Here's some more. I don't remember what we made these with.

AL'S NEW TOY

When Al told me what he wanted, I thought it was just silly. Impractical, probably unusable, definitely ridiculous, and a waste of a hide to boot. I like to keep the boy happy, though, and the hide had been an experimental buy anyway, so what the heck.

Al wanted a BIG flogger. The Monster floggers were apparently not enough. I remember thinking when I was making those that they were impractically large, but that has not been the case - they have some very devoted fans. But I digress...

Al wanted a BIG flogger. As big as I could make it. Well, I like a challenge. I was also interested to see if this thing could actually be used. I figured that if it didn't work out, I could cut it down or leave it the way it is and use it as a conversation piece.

Here's a picture of the thing. Click on the image for a larger pic. This is made from bison leather - American buffalo. The leather is about 1/8" thick. It's very soft and supple, with a pebbly finish on the grain side. It's not quite as soft as elk. It doesn't have the spongy texture or slightly velvety surface that elk has - it's a denser and heavier leather. It isn't quite black - it's a dark, dark, dark brown that is almost black.

The tails on this flogger are 34 inches long, 3/8 inches wide, and there are 70 of them. The handle is 14-1/2 inches long, and is 2 inches in diameter where it meets the tails, tapering to 1-5/8 inches. Small hands would have a tough time with it. My hands aren't particularly small, and it's about too much for me. Anyhoo - overall, the thing is slightly more than 4 feet long.

It weighs 5 pounds. Pretty soon it's going to weigh 4-1/2 pounds, maybe 4-3/4. I think I was a bit overexuberant in weighting the handle. I was kind of digging the idea of a 5 pound flogger, so I went overboard. It will be corrected before the thing's next outing.

We gave it a little test. It made me nervous. The monster floggers swung good and hard will almost knock the wind out of Al. This thing would do it for sure. The tails didn't spread any more than they would on a regular sized flogger, but because it is so big the contact area is proportionately larger, so it's harder to avoid the spots one ought to avoid. In addition, it's so heavy that you have to swing the thing pretty hard to get it all going in one direction and have any accuracy at all. I made a kidney pad. I cut a piece of thick, stiff leather and lined it with some fleece, and added some wide velcro straps to hold it on. It was a wise addition. No one is allowed to use this flogger without it.

So we brought the thing to a party. It was an attention getter. We went down to the dungeon fairly early in the evening so that we'd have room to swing it around. I discovered pretty quickly that I cannot use the thing. This was no surprise to me at all - I can't really do the Monster floggers, either. They're just to big for me. We have friends who enjoy them, though, and they helped out. Good thing, too. I had a misfire early on and pretty much wrapped the thing around Al's head. That was it for me.

Al has his own bondage rack in this dungeon - a really cool design he got out of a book of actual torture devices. It worked wonderfully for this, as there is a wide crosspiece that provides great support for the whackee, which saves strain on joints. He hadn't really gotten to play much on the thing before, so this was really a treat for him. The flogger was landing with mighty WHUMP!s. Al was loving it. He actually got to the point where he'd had enough, and he asked for it to stop. That's rare for Al - he almost never gets enough. He was floaty for much longer than he's usually floaty.

We discovered Al's long lost twin. Another party-goer gave the thing a try, and took fully as much of it as Al had. It was fun to watch, and he was smiling like an idjit when it was done, much as Al had been.

So I guess the thing isn't an impractical waste of hide. We have a few friends who are anxious to give it a try, and Al will be happy to oblige.

BURN BABY BURN

It was getting late, Al had already been beat that evening, so he was feeling a bit mellow and looking forward to hitting the futon. A fellow party goer had a new toy - a cautery pen. Oh, my. She'd had it for quite a while, but had never had the chance to actually use the thing. As I would usually do in such situations, I volunteered Al. He demurred. Imagine! Al demurring! I thought I'd never see the day.

I managed to talk him into it (not that it was all that hard to do). He dropped his drawers and leaned over the examining table, and she went to work.

The brand on Al's ass is getting pretty faint - you can hardly see it anymore. We decided it would be a good thing to outline it. In short, shallow strokes, about 1/4 inch at a time, she traced along the edges of his brand. She let me give it a try.

It was really weird. I expected some resistance from the skin, like if I was writing on it with a pen. There was none. It was like a hot knife through butter. Eeeoooooh... Didn't really know quite what to think about that.

Al knew what to think about it. He wanted MORE! Mistress Sharina Nicole was at the party and wanted to give it a try. Why not? But what to do? She was inspired. She freshened up her lipstick, planted a big smoocheroo on Al's backside, and proceeded to trace the shape with the cautery pen.

Al was in heaven. She is his favorite kind of woman - a fun and wicked brunette. She was having a pretty good time, too - this was something new and fun, and Al makes such wonderful noises! She carved on his butt, he screamed and yelped, the onlookers looked on, as onlookers do. When the carving was done, the she climbed up on Al for a picture with her handiwork. She was very pleased.

Al wanted more. She kindly obliged him. We shaved a patch on his chest, she reapplied her lipstick, and went to work. More yelping and screaming, and on top of that, her breasts brushing against his face as she leaned over him to trace the lips on his chest. Ooh, she was a tease, and my how the boy loved it!

After about a week and a half the brand on his chest was vague and pink, the ones on his butt held up better. As compared to the permanent brand, the pain of the cautery pen is immediate, the burn lasts a couple days, about like burning yourself on the cookie pan. Al loved that immediacy - the big pain of the initial burn and the lingering pain that came after. Well, some of the lingering pain that came after. He was happy not to get the serious burn pain that came a couple days after the permanent brand.

So now cautery pens are on the list of must have toys, and fortunately, they're relatively inexpensive items.

Stay Tuned for more of Al's Adventures In Kinkyland