Interview with Beast
As part of the Kiss & Tell Group's K&T Con Beast graciously agreed to be interviewed by Mod Rachel Annie before starting the long weekend that happens in
*** Interview Transcript ***
This should be interesting...
Located off the North Carolina coast, the island has a private boat dock and small private airport with a single runway; it's partly beach, partly wetlands, and partly rocky shoreline with a wooded area in the center.
I step off the yacht and take in the view. All decadent luxury, the Chateau sprawls along a rise with an Olympic length pool, miles of sandy beach, a killer fitness center, a spa, and a host of nifty eateries.
As I struggle over hot sand dunes in a pair of flimsy flip-flops, I review the ‘Play Profile’ for Beast Ms. Larkspur gave me before I boarded the boat.
Physical Health: Excellent
Education level: College
Experience as a dominant: 15+ years
Top kinks: Bondage, Impact play, suspension, orgasm denial, wax play
Intensity limits (Scale of 1-5, 5 being most intense): 5
Sexual orientation: Heterosexual.
Sexual intercourse: Oral, vaginal, and anal.
Hard limits: Breath play, blood play, water sports
Other: Prefers athletic subs
"Suspension?" I wonder aloud before I look up to see a large man standing patiently on a boardwalk.
A boardwalk I somehow missed, and ended up trudging through difficult to navigate beach instead... Groaning inwardly, I head up to meet him.
Beast is forty-something and tall. He’s big, well-muscled under his t-shirt. The craggy face suggests he is nearer to forty than fifty. His green eyes are at odds with the dark skin and the silky looking black hair tied in a tail… His chest is lighter than his forearms, but not pale. Part nature, part tan. Native American? Latin American? The combination of hair, eyes, and skin tones could be almost anything… Michelangelo would have loved this guy. He's at least six three, with wide shoulders, heavily muscled arms, legs, shoulders, and buttocks.
Mildly amused by my awkward approach and poor choice of footwear, he helps me up to the walkway. After our introductions, we follow the path at a slow pace and I begin the interview.
"Tell me, what makes you happiest?"
"Taking a sweet little subbie into a dungeon," he says, his voice a low growl.
The name 'Beast' makes more and more sense the longer I'm in his presence and my heart beats a bit faster with him at my side.
"As a child, what did you want to be when you grew up?"
"Starting pitcher for the NY Yankees. But I would have taken any roster position, for that matter. It’s the NY Yankees."
"Of course," I smile. "What motivates you to succeed?"
"What motivates anyone?" he counters. "The drive to be on top and in control. To test my limits. There is nothing like the high of getting it right, whether it’s a business deal or a scene."
"Who is the person you despise the most, and why?"
"The most? How about at the moment?"
I nod.
"Orion. He’s a Dominant that likes to play on the island and he isn’t particularly ethical. Exploitative might be a good word."
"Hm." I make a mental note to steer clear of that one. "What, if anything, shocks or offends you?"
"Shocks me?" he asks with a chuckle. "Very little. Offends me? Cruelty. Not fun, dungeon sadism but real cruelty. The powerful victimizing the weak is the worst of humanity."
"That is very true... What would you do if you had insomnia and had to find something to do to amuse yourself?"
"It depends a little on the circumstances. If I have a sub available, a light scene will put me out. If not, I might practice tying knots. I really enjoy shibari. Or I might work with my whips. Both require concentration and physical control. There is a zen-like peace when I get into the zone. After an hour or so, and I’m usually relaxed enough to sleep. If, for some reason, none of those options are available, a long run will sometimes do it."
"Wow, okay." My head reels at the thought of Beast at work. "How do you deal with stress?"
"As you can probably guess from my last answer, exercise or sex. Ideally, exercise and sex. There is nothing like an endorphin rush to relieve tension."
Laughing, I nod. "Have to agree with you there for sure. Are you spontaneous, or do you always need to have a plan?"
"Both," he says, maintaining a leisurely stride so I don't fall behind. "I like to have plans, to work things out ahead of time and know that I can adapt to whatever happens. Of course, adapting is fun, too. That’s where spontaneity comes in. Particularly when playing with a sub. It keeps her guessing and keeps the excitement amped up."
"Mm, that does sound... Exciting. Would you rather explore a new planet, or the deepest parts of the ocean? Why?"
"A new planet. I grew up on Star Trek reruns and Star Wars movies."
"Ah! Very cool. I'm a sci-fi fangirl too. What’s your fondest childhood memory?"
"My dad took me to a Yankees game and they beat Boston. It was a great day. Ball parks have this unique smell of grass, bleachers, hot dogs, sunshine, and competition. To this day, that smell brings back that day and the memory of my dad."
Reminiscing, his gaze drifts to the cloudless blue sky.
"Do you believe in the existence of soul mates and/or true love?"
"True love? Maybe. I haven’t found it, but I’ve seen it in others. Soul mates? The one and only? That’s romantic nonsense."
*** Interview Transcript ***
This should be interesting...
Located off the North Carolina coast, the island has a private boat dock and small private airport with a single runway; it's partly beach, partly wetlands, and partly rocky shoreline with a wooded area in the center.
I step off the yacht and take in the view. All decadent luxury, the Chateau sprawls along a rise with an Olympic length pool, miles of sandy beach, a killer fitness center, a spa, and a host of nifty eateries.
As I struggle over hot sand dunes in a pair of flimsy flip-flops, I review the ‘Play Profile’ for Beast Ms. Larkspur gave me before I boarded the boat.
Physical Health: Excellent
Education level: College
Experience as a dominant: 15+ years
Top kinks: Bondage, Impact play, suspension, orgasm denial, wax play
Intensity limits (Scale of 1-5, 5 being most intense): 5
Sexual orientation: Heterosexual.
Sexual intercourse: Oral, vaginal, and anal.
Hard limits: Breath play, blood play, water sports
Other: Prefers athletic subs
"Suspension?" I wonder aloud before I look up to see a large man standing patiently on a boardwalk.
A boardwalk I somehow missed, and ended up trudging through difficult to navigate beach instead... Groaning inwardly, I head up to meet him.
Beast is forty-something and tall. He’s big, well-muscled under his t-shirt. The craggy face suggests he is nearer to forty than fifty. His green eyes are at odds with the dark skin and the silky looking black hair tied in a tail… His chest is lighter than his forearms, but not pale. Part nature, part tan. Native American? Latin American? The combination of hair, eyes, and skin tones could be almost anything… Michelangelo would have loved this guy. He's at least six three, with wide shoulders, heavily muscled arms, legs, shoulders, and buttocks.
Mildly amused by my awkward approach and poor choice of footwear, he helps me up to the walkway. After our introductions, we follow the path at a slow pace and I begin the interview.
"Tell me, what makes you happiest?"
"Taking a sweet little subbie into a dungeon," he says, his voice a low growl.
The name 'Beast' makes more and more sense the longer I'm in his presence and my heart beats a bit faster with him at my side.
"As a child, what did you want to be when you grew up?"
"Starting pitcher for the NY Yankees. But I would have taken any roster position, for that matter. It’s the NY Yankees."
"Of course," I smile. "What motivates you to succeed?"
"What motivates anyone?" he counters. "The drive to be on top and in control. To test my limits. There is nothing like the high of getting it right, whether it’s a business deal or a scene."
"Who is the person you despise the most, and why?"
"The most? How about at the moment?"
I nod.
"Orion. He’s a Dominant that likes to play on the island and he isn’t particularly ethical. Exploitative might be a good word."
"Hm." I make a mental note to steer clear of that one. "What, if anything, shocks or offends you?"
"Shocks me?" he asks with a chuckle. "Very little. Offends me? Cruelty. Not fun, dungeon sadism but real cruelty. The powerful victimizing the weak is the worst of humanity."
"That is very true... What would you do if you had insomnia and had to find something to do to amuse yourself?"
"It depends a little on the circumstances. If I have a sub available, a light scene will put me out. If not, I might practice tying knots. I really enjoy shibari. Or I might work with my whips. Both require concentration and physical control. There is a zen-like peace when I get into the zone. After an hour or so, and I’m usually relaxed enough to sleep. If, for some reason, none of those options are available, a long run will sometimes do it."
"Wow, okay." My head reels at the thought of Beast at work. "How do you deal with stress?"
"As you can probably guess from my last answer, exercise or sex. Ideally, exercise and sex. There is nothing like an endorphin rush to relieve tension."
Laughing, I nod. "Have to agree with you there for sure. Are you spontaneous, or do you always need to have a plan?"
"Both," he says, maintaining a leisurely stride so I don't fall behind. "I like to have plans, to work things out ahead of time and know that I can adapt to whatever happens. Of course, adapting is fun, too. That’s where spontaneity comes in. Particularly when playing with a sub. It keeps her guessing and keeps the excitement amped up."
"Mm, that does sound... Exciting. Would you rather explore a new planet, or the deepest parts of the ocean? Why?"
"A new planet. I grew up on Star Trek reruns and Star Wars movies."
"Ah! Very cool. I'm a sci-fi fangirl too. What’s your fondest childhood memory?"
"My dad took me to a Yankees game and they beat Boston. It was a great day. Ball parks have this unique smell of grass, bleachers, hot dogs, sunshine, and competition. To this day, that smell brings back that day and the memory of my dad."
Reminiscing, his gaze drifts to the cloudless blue sky.
"Do you believe in the existence of soul mates and/or true love?"
"True love? Maybe. I haven’t found it, but I’ve seen it in others. Soul mates? The one and only? That’s romantic nonsense."
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