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| July 2011 • Vol 1 • IssuE 7 |
In This Issue ....• Tales from the Librarian
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Tales from the Librarian |
Welcome to this month's edition of "Tales from the Librarian" - watch and listen as Vi talks about her adventures at TES 40.
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Newsletter ArchivesFebruary 2011 - Vol 1, Issue 2 |
New Acquisitions |
Tell Me More About This |
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One of my great joys is taking people through the Library and showing them the many hidden gems of kink history that are on the shelves. Exploration and discovery often lead to the question, "Can you tell me more about this?" Equus Eroticus
Do you need a cart? Check Equus Eroticus. Can't find a tail worthy of your high stepping prance? Check Equus Eroticus. You just don't remember what pony won best in show at Camp Crucible? Check Equus Eroticus. Do you want a pony of your very own? Until you get one … there is Equus Eroticus.
Bootblack History Project
This project will enable us to provide displays at certain events to "show" what bootblacking is, and has been, throughout history. This is a traveling project that will collect video, written and oral documentation of the history of, and stories about Bootblacking and the bootblack experience. About the Bootblack Brigade: Mission Statement: to promote and foster the art of bootblacking and to offer fellowship, guidance and camaraderie for both seasoned and novice bootblack alike. The goal of the Bootblack Brigade is to: Support members by offering a platform for fellowship |
That's Some Stuff Right There |
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There have always been things in Jill’s and my collection that are hard to put in categories. With the help of Jez the Library Genie we finally came up with a name for all the “stuff.” We are going to just call it “STUFF” and will be telling you about it as we find it. The newest additions to the "Stuff" category are two packs of cards.
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The Adventures of 
First on this list is the John Willie classic The Adventures of Sweet Gwendoline. Willie started publishing Gwendoline's escapades in 1946. She was serialized in several different magazines and then compiled and published by Belier Press.
Der Flagellantismus als literarisches Motive (The Flagellation as a literary motif) is another German tome that has just been added to the growing section of rare books. This 1930 original addition is replete with illustrations both photographed and sketched. The author covered the topic in four books of which this is the first. A 1957 series of twelve books (also in the Library rare section) also published in Germany are more sectionalized reprints of this book and the other three. 
In the very early 1980's, the woman I was serving told me that she had a fantasy about driving a slave powered chariot. Right after spinning this wonderful and elaborate daydream, I was informed that I should set about building the vehicle. Ok, I thought, this didn't sound too very difficult. So, I pulled out my books on Egypt and took a good look at the racing chariots of the Pharaohs then compared them to some old John Willie sketches of pony girl carts.
In the late "90's, Paul Reed began to publish Equus Eroticus for the men and women who shared a love of the two legged horse. Have you ever had kinky thoughts staring at the drawings of John Willie's pony girls imagining what it would feel like to have a long beautiful tail? Maybe you have fantasized about being drawn in your private cart by a beautiful mare or stallion. If so, Equus Eroticus is the magazine for you. 
Bootblack History Project (BHP) is being produced by the 
The first, a pack of bondage "trading" cards, was found on Ebay. There are 23 double sided cards in the box. The pictures range from the early 1920's to modern day.
TNG Corner: The Fabric of Fantasy |
by Jaki Grier I love fantasy. In my mind, I have crawled naked covered in gaping wounds through my own blood screaming for the opportunity to smell a warm crotch. I've been held down and penetrated by monsters, raped into unconsciousness only to awake into a fresh horror. I've met my match as a faceless woman loomed over me and her hot piss hits the side of my weeping face. Fantasy lets me try on my nightmares, tailor them to my liking and walk out into the daylight in a badass outfit. I don't like your fantasies.
Really? All slaves need to do this? And with that, I've been ripped from my seat in front of the computer and shoved into those tiny shoes. Instead of the model, now I'm perched over that table thinking, "What the fuck, I didn't ask to be here!" I hope the photographer doesn't take the next photo of me where I'm lying in a glass-covered bloody mess after losing my balance and face-planting into the dinnerware. Or better yet, the picture later that night where I'm pulling my swollen feet out of those slippers. I don't like your fantasy. I like mine. Stop pulling me in because you think people with my label are interchangeable. Stop using words like "all" or phrases like "only good slaves" because you're saying that everyone outside your specific wank fodder isn't quality. If I like you, maybe we can build the right fantasy together; a two person Snuggie. We can wrap ourselves under the fabric, breathing the same air and pulling the warm down around our bodies. We can sweat, claw, scramble and dive in our space, drinking each other for nourishment in the little universe we've created. If I don't like you, maybe I'll pull you into my dark thoughts where all us bad slave minions swarm your house like obedient zombies clamoring at the windows trying to get a taste of you. Such a delicious Dominant smell you have, Master. This slave would be honored to dine. You want a mindless sex slave? Be careful what you ask for. |
The Tradition of Passing on History through Story-Telling |
Written by ~Gypsie~, Producer - Leather History Conference 2011~ October 21-23, 2011 The tradition of passing on history, any type of history, by word-of-mouth has been in existence since before humans could actually verbalize and understand the oral word. Pictographs from ages ago, tell the life stories of thousands of our predecessors. Much of that history was lost as the caves were scavenged or destroyed to make room for civilizations encroachment. The same thing is happening to us again in this century with the advent of computers and the everpopular (and much needed) Internet. While the Internet, the chat-rooms, the Wikipedias and Google-search-engines are all wonderful creations and gifts we are thankful for, these same gifts have taken away our need and desire to hear about, listen to and watch our Elders speak about and regale us with their own, private accounts of their personal life history. Their perceptions and remembrances of others that have passed before they were given the opportunity to tell their own stories in their own words, in person. Computers relay information in a way we, as humans, could not have comprehended even as little as twenty years ago. Fantastic machines that send our inquiries for data, history, facts, figures and even to find a date for the night out into cyber world and within seconds, find and provide instant gratification for our minds (or bodies) desire. Most of us at least, could not imagine living without a computer at work and home as well. Yet, while the computer and the Internet offer the requested information in a very clinical, automated and sometimes but not always factual fashion; one can not appreciate the true emotion an actual Story-Teller reflects when sitting face to face with him or her as they reveal secrets and memories locked away for years within their astute minds. Emotion is energy. Energy and emotion simply can not be relayed nor received through a computer screen. The power of speech, more importantly when the speech is coming from the actual Elder or person that lived through an event or period in time that has passed, has the power to stimulate, to change and to rejuvenate us in a way a computer could never compare to. A Story-Teller can and will relay and regale us with stories from their own personal point of view; testimonials of their past and the past as revealed to them through the oral verbalization of their Elders. It is in and through Story-Telling that we, as a Community can connect and reflect as a group. As a group, we as a Community are powerful. We can change laws, affect attitudes, educate and stimulate the masses to understand who and what we are and why we do what we do. Through participatory interaction, we experience communal unity and purpose. We invoke feelings of the past when our forefathers and foremothers met in secret behind closed doors for fear of retaliation by the law and their own friends and neighbors. It is only through direct and personal interaction with those that have lived and are still living a life we have now labeled as Leather, that we can truly absorb the energy, the desires and the history of those who paved the way for us as a Community and the way we as a Community live now. Leather History Conference 2011 celebrates our Elders and others and the stories they have to tell. At Leather History Conference 2011, Story-Tellers will share their own personal stories of growth, the challenges they have incurred as they walked the path of their own journey in Leather, the joys and disappointments they faced and most importantly; their own personal perspective of, "How it was back then!" Come to Leather History Conference 2011 in Wilmington, North Carolina, October 21-23, 2011. Come and touch history. Stay and become a part of history at Leather History Conference 2011. |
At least, not the ones you try to force me into. They don't fit me right. Not enough room in the leg. They weren't made for me. Every now and then, someone else's fantasy causes me grief. I log onto Fetlife.com and view the newest picture all my friends are drooling over. There is some petite woman in ballet shoes doing a yoga-inspired slave position while carefully placing a crystal wineglass onto a dining room table. There are fifty comments that laud the photo saying, "What a perfect slave!" "That's how a bitch should serve!"