Wednesday, 28 January 2015

Wisdom of old people

The Elders is an international non-governmental organisation of public figures noted as elder statesmen, peace activists, and human rights advocates, who were brought together by Nelson Mandela in 2007. They describe themselves as "independent global leaders working together for peace and human rights". The goal Mandela set for the Elders was to use their "almost 1,000 years of collective experience" to work on solutions for seemingly insurmountable problems such as climate change, HIV/AIDS, and poverty, as well as to "use their political independence to help resolve some of the world's most intractable conflicts".

Han van Meegeren = feminist


  1. Martti Ahtisaari, former President of Finland, Nobel Peace Prize laureate
  2. Kofi Annan (Chair), former Secretary-General of the United Nations, Nobel Peace Prize laureate
  3. Ela Bhatt, founder of the Self-Employed Women's Association of India
  4. Lakhdar Brahimi, former Foreign Minister of Algeria and United Nations envoy
  5. Gro Harlem Brundtland (Deputy Chair), former Prime Minister of Norway and former Director-General of the World Health Organization
  6. Fernando Henrique Cardoso, former President of Brazil
  7. Jimmy Carter, former President of the United States, Nobel Peace Prize laureate
  8. Hina Jilani, international human rights defender from Pakistan
  9. Graça Machel, former Education Minister of Mozambique, President of the Foundation for Community Development and widow of Nelson Mandela
  10. Mary Robinson, former President of Ireland and former United Nations High Commissioner for Human Rights
  11. Ernesto Zedillo, former President of Mexico

Honorary Member

  1. Desmond Tutu, Archbishop Emeritus of Cape Town, former Primate of the Anglican Church of Southern Africa and former Chair of South Africa's Truth and Reconciliation Commission, Nobel Peace Prize laureate

So please visit  their website, and listen to your elders.

Tuesday, 27 January 2015

Forgotten games: Orgy

 Roman Orgy

 In ancient Greek religion, an orgion (ὄργιον, more commonly in the plural orgia) was an ecstatic form of worship characteristic of some mystery cults.

We know orgies now  from movies like Caligula, one big explosion of violence, terror and sex.  An orgy in Roman days, particularly public orgy was not well seen by the Roman authorities. This of course didn't mean that personal services with male or female prostitutes at the Thermal baths were not a common occurrence - but they were personal.

A rich man's banquet may often  include entertainment by dancers and the entertainment could in some cases spill over into entertainment with the dancers in a general free for all. This wasn't far removed from general prostitution where even a waitress at a "pub" may well be expected to offer full services to the customers in the intimacy of the spare room.

Board game

But this post is not about a sex party where guests freely engage in open and unrestrained sexual activity or group sex. It is about long forgotten games. Games that were made some time ago and never ever heard of again.

I don't particularly like board games. My wife does. She was brought up with games. You think this is fun, a family all together on a table playing a game, but it really is not. None of them is a good loser. They all fanatically want to win, even there is nothing but their own ego at stake. When I joined them and tried to loose as a strategy they looked at me like I had two heads. I was clearly out of one. Who is playing to loose? I do. I don't really care winning or losing. It makes me unsuitable to their games, fortunately.

1. The name of the game is Orgy

There are more board games then you can imagine. And there are actually two board games that are called Orgy. This is the first, from the seventies: The name of the game is Orgy. The object of the game is to lie down and drink from the "porron" (pour it on) fill with whatever drink you like if it contains alcohol it is good, and drink without spilling any. The "porron" was supplied with the game itself. It comes with a bib as well at the bargain price of $10 at the time.

There are more board games then you can imagine. And there are actually two board games that are called Orgy. This is the first, from the seventies: The name of the game is Orgy. The object of the game is to lie down and drink from the "porron" (pour it on) fill with whatever drink you like if it contains alcohol it is good, and drink without spilling any. The "porron" was supplied with the game itself. It comes with a bib as well at the bargain price of $10 at the time.

2. Comissatio Orgy

There is a second game from 1986 called Comissatio Orgy. It is a more "strategy game" and not a drinking game like the last one. It was invented by Julie Prior and published by Paul Lamond Games Ltd.

In the game of Orgy, players take the part of wealthy Roman nobles living in the heyday of the Roman Empire. These nobles would compete for the powerful and prestigious title of Consul. However, pampered by slaves, often intemperate and gluttonous, they enjoyed a hedonistic life-style and plentiful supplies of rich provender that were the spoils of conquest. Players are encouraged to enter into the spirit of the game - Roman dinners could be anything from a frugal meal to a riotous party.

Players move around the board as a result of dice rolls and following the instructions on the square on which the piece stops.Players aim to become the Consul by gaining wealth, 6 slaves, 1 villa and 1 chariot before moving up "The Consul Route".

Prepare your drinks and food in advance is advised on the back cover of the game. Dress in a toga.
Be prepared to gamble away your money (sesterces) and your possessions. When in Rome... No bra's in those days, no boxer shorts either.
I know. A dirty mind is a joy forever.

If you take a close look at the game board you see in the corners there is a slave market, four of them and one in the middle. The aim is to claim the Consul's laurel crown ( The Host may like to provide one) by throwing a six on one dice.

Listed as 2-6 players in the Second edition, the First edition featured at least eight player tokens. Oh yes, the games was recommended for 18 years and older.

Game rules

I was busy some days looking for the rules for one of these games. And I'm sure they are somewhere on the big Internet, but not at places where I looked. I could not find them. The game itself still sells on Ebay by the way. There are still a few copies of the game left in someone's home somewhere. So if you find one on an attic of your parents, hold on to it. I'm sure it has a lot of fond memories of the young naughty people who played it one night.

(And send me a PDF of the rulebook at

Monday, 26 January 2015

My Point of View

It is hard to explain to someone who is not into D/s what can be so arousing to see what I see in this picture. A woman naked on her knees, her hands resting on her thighs, aroused as well by sitting there against a fully clothed standing man looking down on her. If you don't feel it, well that's it you know. The only way I can explain it is showing you this picture and say, this is what it feels like.

From my POV.

Sunday, 25 January 2015


In Holland, a night out on the town, or a social event with coworkers, usually starts out at a local café, with a beer or two and something to snack on. This something is called a "bittergarnituur". The word translates as the slightly confusing "garnish for bitters", where bitters in this case refers to alcoholic beverages
The bittergarnituur will usually contain bite-size cubes of Gouda cheese, miniature eggrolls and meatballs, perhaps some slices of a local meat sausage and of course, bitterballen, Holland’s favorite snack.
Bitterballen are deep-fried and crispy breaded rounds with a tender, savory filling. Traditionally made with beef, they can also be prepared with chicken, veal or even with mushrooms, for those that prefer a vegetarian option.


  • 100 grams (3.5 oz) butter
  • 150 grams (5.3 oz) flour
  • 700 ml (23.7 fl oz) beef bouillon
  • 30 grams (1 oz) fresh onion, minced
  • 1 tablespoon fresh parsley, minced
  • 400 grams (14 oz) cooked meat, shredded
  • Salt
  • Pepper
  • Nutmeg

For the breading

  • 50 grams (1.8 oz) flour
  • 2 eggs, beaten
  • 50 grams (1.8 oz) bread crumbs
Melt the butter in a skillet or pan. When melted, add the flour little by little and stir into a thick paste. Slowly stir in the stock, making sure the roux absorbs the liquid. Simmer for a couple of minutes on a low heat while you stir in the onion, parsley and the shredded meat. The mixture should thicken and turn into a heavy, thick sauce.
Pour the mixture into a shallow container, cover and refrigerate for several hours, or until the sauce has solidified.
Take a heaping tablespoon of the cold, thick sauce and quickly roll it into a small ball. Roll lightly through the flour, then the egg and finally the breadcrumbs. Make sure that the egg covers the whole surface of the bitterbal. When done, refrigerate the snacks while the oil in your fryer heats up to 190C (375F). Fry four bitterballen at a time, until golden.
Serve on a plate with a nice grainy or spicy mustard.

Wednesday, 21 January 2015

New book challenge

Another book challenge between Mona Lisa and Han van Meegeren. It is 1964. Han is much older now so his mom read him Charlie and the Chocolate factory by Roald Dahl. It was published in 1964. No I don't know if she did, but she could have done. I was five years old and my mum used to read quite a lot aloud. Later when my daughter was young it was one of her favourite  movies. I have never read the Dahl version to my daughter and I'm very curious if it's different and how it's different.

Mona Lisa has really a big challenge ahead of her. She chose a Charlie Chaplin biography and like the letters from Vincent van Gogh (Han's choice one year earlier) it is about 500 pages. So it seems Han will get his blogpost of Mona Lisa this time, or is Mona Lisa such a Charlie Chaplin fan she has no problem finishing it in three weeks time.

Watch the clock ticking down. It's time to read!

Clothes and manners do not make the man; but when he is made, they greatly improve his appearance.

Arthur Ashe, the famous tennis player, stated the quote above. A man that knew how to dress, Mr. Ashe.
Are there any men that like to fit their clothes? Are there any man that would like to shop with their wife because they need a new suit? I'm sure there are, but I'm not one of them. No Cherie.

Then I found this. I love it. Even I can understand it. These are pictures. How simple can it be? You just look in the mirror and compare it to the picture!
It should be in the fitting room of every clothes store. Along with a comfortable couch close to the women's fitting rooms.

Tuesday, 20 January 2015

You're mine

Lovers Bite

Lips of yours is which i speak
always wanting sweet blood to leak
once i took that lovers bite
and forever have love in site
hard nibbles on your neck
then quick and sweet pecks
bite marks on which i left
on your wonderful lips and neck

Sunday, 18 January 2015

Watching my weight

Yes, I'm still watching my weight. Since August last year I lost some 13 kg but boy, it this hard to do! My beloved is watching her weight all her life and has done one crash diet after another. In August I decided it was overweight myself, and if a man does not want to have tits, and believe me a man doesn't, he has to do something about it. So I did and I thought it was not easy but with willpower you would reach your goal.

After a half year my modest goal is not reached yet and that shows how hard it is to do, day in, day out, week in, week out. Every diet that says: Hey, let's eat again, you can eat anything just as long as you don't overdo it, is wrong. It is hard work to say NO to so many temptations.

But I will reach my goal someday. Because I'm convinced that only a lifestyle of healthy eating and exercise will make a difference. I will keep you posted.

Saturday, 17 January 2015

The Eastern Gate

This is The Eastern Gate (Oostpoort) in Delft, an example of Brick Gothic northern European architecture, was built around 1400.

The current Oostpoort is the only remaining gate of the city of Delft. The relatively lightly built gate on the ground floor high space with arrow slits, was built around 1400. The East Gate consists of a land and a water port connected by the remains of the old city wall to each other. The Watergate has a passage opening that can be closed off with gates. On the field side is at the top, in the middle, a throw hole is preserved. The stairway is located in a separate stair tower, from which also the parapet walk of the wall can be achieved. Above the tower is a guardroom.

In 1514, the Delft Oostpoort was extended with an octagonal floor, and a very steep spire. The gate was restored between 1962 and 1964 and is now an art gallery. 

You see the willow tree on the right? That is the place where Han and Wanita van Meegeren took their wedding pictures. The eastern gate has a special place in our hearts, because it is one of the most beautiful old spots in the Delft centre.

Friday, 9 January 2015

Keep drawing

Cartoonists all over the world are drawing united in protest to the senseless killing of journalists and cartoonists at Charlie Hedo in Paris. On Cartoon Movement I found this one from the Dutch cartoonist Tjeerd Royaards  Under this cartoon he wrote: What is our answer to extremism? Keep drawing! ‬ And that is the only thing we can do.


That is why they call terrorists: terrorists. Because they are cowards that kill innocent people. I hope it makes them live their next life as a fly.

Wednesday, 7 January 2015

Quattuordecim result challenge number 8

We had scheduled the nipple challenge to Wednesday. An evening with the two of us and two hours of play time. This is nice example of Nadu I explained on Monday, this play began with Wanita in Nadu. Waiting patiently what would happen. We went to the bedroom and I closed the drapes (we live on the ground floor and have a lot of people walking their dog at night looking in, smile).

Anyway I got the wooden plain wooden clothes-pegs out and she confirmed she wanted to do the challenge. I have made a thin, strong  plastic line between them where I could put the weights on it.
I laid down a piece of paper, a pen and an envelope next to her. I told her to write to the minimum weight she would carry on her nipples. She would say more, Sir please to add another weight, she would say less, Sir please to decrease the just added weight. We would go on until the weight was reached she was going to write on her piece of paper.

I would release her blindfold and she would take the weights off herself and weigh them. If the weight was the same or more she would have won the challenge, if the weight was less she would lose the challenge.

If she kept her hands all the time behind her back she would earn another Q-point, thus making up for one lost battle.

I began with the blindfold did whatever I did to make the nipples hard and stiff and put on the clothes-pegs. She said seven times, more Sir please. Two times she forgot please and nothing happened for some time. The second time she realized sooner and added please.

She said her safeword and I took off her blindfold and after that the clothes-pegs.She did not manage however when the clamps came off to hold her hands behind her back. Her hands were on her breasts before she realized what she did. I look her on my lap and caressed her breasts so it soothed the hurt. She is a feisty woman however, so she wanted to know if she had succeeded in her challenge.

We weighed the keys I used to add weight to the plastic line. It was 128 grams. We opened her note after that and she had written 111. So a well earned victory on herself. I was very proud of her.
She earned herself another Q-point and another 10% of the cost of a day wellness centre.

I say, well done!
I am very curious how the other two brave women did who took on the challenge as well: Ami and Blondie. I wish them both the best of luck. Each challenge you win over yourself, even if the weight is 10 grams, is a victory of submission and should therefore be celebrated. Wanita and I are very curious about your experiences.

Tuesday, 6 January 2015

The Letters of Vincent van Gogh

In the Goodreads challenge I am joining Mona Lisa in a race against the clock. It's not going very well, I think and one of the reasons I quit the daily blogs is giving myself the time to do what I like best and that is finding a quiet spot somewhere and get lost in a book. When I read I read with all my heart. I like the public library. Not that the public libraries in the Netherlands are good (they are not), but at some floors it is quiet. And so I take my book there or my Ipet and spend a happy afternoon reading...

You might remember I lost the 1963 Goodreads challenge and was supposed to read "the Letters of Vincent van Gogh", a selection of his letters published in 1963

It took me an awful long time to finish this book. Granted, it is a thick book, but I like thick books, more pages, the better. So why did it take me such a long time? It is a combination of two things really. One is I should not have read in in English as it it in Dutch for sale as well. In translation some of the feelings are lost I think. The second is I should never have bought an e-book. Pictures do look different on paper than on a screen. And I'm trying so hard to find excuses why I don't care for this book. I feel a bit guilty, I should like it. I love art, so I should like this book. What is wrong with me that I don't like it?

Admire as much as you can, most people don't admire enough
Vincent van Gogh, letter to Theo, January 1874
 Maybe it is because the impressionists is not my kind of art. Manet is the only one I truly like. Gauguin is  hideous and still a close friend to Vincent van Gogh. "I have two beds, one for me and one for Gauguin if he stays over, van Gogh wrote in a letter.  Maybe it is because it is a selection of the letters and not all the letters. Maybe it is because all the letters his four year old younger brother Theo are not in the book, so the book is a one way conversation...

The letters

Some people think Vincent was a good writer too. To me he is not. His letters are full of references we do not know, endless talk of colours and details of his painting. But never about the man himself. In his best period in Paris where he made some of his most famous paintings I'm reading he moved in with Theo so obviously there was no reason to write. In the end where he admitted himself to a mental hospital because of his depression, the writings go on and on about:
"Hirschig is beginning to get a better idea of things, it seems to me. He has done a portrait of an old schoolmaster, who has given him a "well done". And then he has some landscape studies which are almost the same colour as the Konings at your place. They may turn out to be just like these, or like the things by Voerman we saw together. Goodbye for now, keep well and good luck in business etc., remember me to Jo and handshakes in thought,
Ever yours,
Vincent van Gogh, letter to Theo, 24 July 1890

This is how the last letter in the book ends. Really.  On July 26th Van Gogh shot himself twice in the chest and died in his brothers arms a few days later.

As you can see, the original letters are lovely to look at. The handwriting in Dutch and French are sometimes hard to read, but so are my own handwritten letters. It is the never ending details about the painters or paintings I do not know (and do not want to know either for that matter) that made it so difficult to read.

Why go on? 

Why did you not put the book away and read another book, if you didn't like it? you would ask.
Two reasons really. The first is there are some nice lines hidden between all those details and every day misery of his existence. I liked:
Ah, my dear brother, sometime I know so well what I want. I can well do without God in both my life and also in my painting, but, suffering as I am, I cannot do without something greater than myself, something which is my life - the power to create. And if, deprived of physical power, one tries to create thoughts instead of children, one is still very much part of humanity. And in my pictures I want to say something consoling, as music does. I want to paint men and women with a touch of eternal, whose symbol was once the halo, which we try to convey by the very radiance and vibrancy of our colouring."
Vincent van Gogh, Letter to Theo, 3 september 1888
So there are gems somewhere if you have the patience to find them. The second reason I wanted to read on was more mundane: I knew how his life ended so I wanted to know if it could be found in his letters as well.

I give the book a 2 out of 10 points. And I should have given more. Because I love art, even Van Gogh's art. I love reading letters. And yet, I would not have been honest to give more points.

 I end this post, like Van Gogh did most of his letters:

With a handshake,

Monday, 5 January 2015

Postures: Nadu revisited

Some months ago I wrote a blog post about Nadu. Nadu is a fantasy word used in the books of John Norman. He wrote a fantasy series about a planet called “Gor”. The book was published in the sixties and in time proved to be a real cult series of books. Norman introduced several “slave positions”. He wrote in almost every book in detail the difference between “free man and women” and “slaves”. In the post I have written before are several lines from different books Norman writes about Nadu

"Kneel, back on your heels," said the trainer to the dark-haired woman. "Straighten your back, suck in your gut, put your shoulders back, thrust out your breasts, spread your knees, widely, lift your chin, put your hands on your thighs. You are not going to be sold as a Tower Slave, Lady Tina. You are going to be sold as a Pleasure Slave."
"Kajira of Gor" (page 141)

Wanita and I often begin a play with kneeling. I think kneeling is important. Nadu is the first kneeling position. You know: waiting. Waiting what is going to happen. Unsure, but full of expectations. A bit trembling with anticipation maybe. It is a silent way of asking attention, and to me paying tribute to submissiveness itself.

Asking for attention

If my Wanita kneels before me as I sit on the couch, just like that, out of the blue, it is a clear sign that she wants to talk about something that is bothering her. She assumes the Nadu position, but doesn't speak yet. She waits until I address her with her name: Wanita. It is the start of a D/s conversation and we both know it as such. She is not allowed to sit cross-legged. She kneels with grace and pride. It shows. 
Kneeling though is a position that can be assumed easily and beautifully. Kneeling is a sign of respect, expressing her submission to me. In kneeling, her back should be straight, their chin high, and she should be properly poised. Wanita does not slouch in such a position.

When a girl kneels, it is customary for her to remain a few feet away from her dominant. This distance symbolizes, along with the difference in height between a standing Dom and kneeling sub, the status of the submissive. It also puts her in a position where she can be readily viewed. In addition, it puts enough space between the slave and master so that if the master desires to ravish the girl, such desire will require an active decision to bridge that distance toward the girl. Thus, his desire will not be reflexively triggered. If Wanita was to purposefully kneel very close to me, this would be an indication of her desire to be ravished, hoping her master will act on his urges without consideration.

How to perform Nadu?

The position of a woman's knees when kneeling is very important. Free women will always keep their knees tightly closed, thus being modest. Pleasure slaves, and all submissives that give the master pleasure I regard as such, generally always keep their knees wide open while kneeling. They are bereft of modesty and open for all to see. In general though, even if a girl is kneeling with her knees open, you are most likely only to see some pubic hair. Such a position is not as revealing as many would think.

The position of one's hands while kneeling is also important. Pleasure slaves rest their hands on their thighs, either palm up or down, though in some cities they will keep their hands crossed behind them. The palms of the hands, when facing upwards, is a way of signalling a girls' need, helplessness, and desire to please. It is a silent signal of a girl's desire for her master.

Nadu may also be commanded as part of Wanita's discipline. If this is so, my girl must remain very rigid in her position. If it was not ordered for discipline, she has much more leeway. Her body is permitted to move some, such as allowing her to rise a bit on her heels, turn her head or such. The key remains that the girl should be appealing in her movements.

The posture in the picture above with her head down is not good. She should keep her head raised. The exact posture will depend greatly on the specific discipline the girl is undergoing and the preferences of her master. By keeping her head up, this will eliminate the need to command her to raise it. It also shows her facial beauty. If you like to play with other people - and we do not -  the slave can see who is in the room and is able to better judge the moods, needs and desires of her master or any other free person in the room. She can be more pleasing if she is fully aware of her surroundings. Wanita may not break any of these positions until she receives explicit permission to do so.

Do whatever you both like best

As you can see in the pictures Nadu is performed differently. Yes, they are all kneeling, but in details they are all different. The books don't  give specific details and so there is room for free interpretation. Nadu is waiting, but not falling asleep waiting. Nadu is looking down submissively but being aware of the Dom's needs. Being ready to act accordingly. Clothes or naked does not really matter. A big shirt like in the picture below is just as good. It is just as open and accessible as being nude.

And it really doesn't matter if you need a comfortable spot where you decide to kneel. Kneeling can be a strain on the knees or the legs. So if you are more comfortable with kneeling on a cushion or a pillow, why not? Why would you spread your knees so wide as the woman in the second picture with the red gown? Unless you are very flexible you will not be able to hold that position for a long time. And the aim of Nadu is: waiting. So waiting can take long. So be sensible. Open the knees as far as you can without hurting.

Nadu is the beginning of all positions and postures. Nadu is the start of a D/s play. Nadu is waiting.
Let the games begin!

Friday, 2 January 2015


In my series of poses this one I like very much. Not easy to hold for a long time, but this pose is executed very well, I think. I like the hands reaching out to us, the butt lifted an open. Very, very open.

I love it.

Thursday, 1 January 2015

A personal letter to you

It will be a wonderful year with only happy events. The Netherlands will be world Champion in every sport there is, the religious fanatics will understand that God is equal to Love whatever his name may be, the world leaders will understand that this short term climate thinking is destroying our earth and will take measures to prevent it to go any further.

I wish that all the people that feel this is no future for them anymore would call someone that will truly listen. I wish that people would realize life is not always funny and some people need a helping handshake to carry on life. I wish that people will find strength in places they would never look for it.

I wish that all the good wishes at 00:00 hours will come true. My wishes for the new year is to stop my daily blogs and post more infrequent, but better blog posts. I have fulfilled the promise to myself that I would blog daily until the end of last year, and now it is time to add not only quantity but also quality to my posts. I have a lot of ideas I want to write about, let's see.

I wish you and those who love you a healthy, happy year. 
And above all, I wish you will win the lottery this year.


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