Not your typical reader photo!

I love hearing from our customers, Twistedmonk customers are some of the coolest in the world and they continue to amaze me by sharing photos and stories of how our rope has changed their lives. This just came in from a long time customer and friend. It was too cool not to share.

"So during labor it's a good trick to 'tie up' the belly so that you are holding the baby closer to your spine and therefore gravity works more effectively. Normally this is just done using a strip of material. I informed my doula I could do a better job. And it just so happens I was wearing one of your shirts because it was fabulous as maternity wear. So here you go. :)"



Do you have a rope memory that you wish to share? Email them to monk@twistedmonk.com

Reader Porn

This yummy creature would be Merrick she likes rope, a lot. As part of my New Years resolution to do more art rigging, it looks like I will have the distinct pleasure of working with this delightful girl next month. Yeah, I know it sucks to be me. As a teaser, she sent along some shots of herself enjoying both the rope as well as the twistedmonk.com clothing.



Now as much as I love to see my logo stretched across the hip of some sweet tied up girl, I gotta admit that seeing it in a crumpled pile at the ankles of a tied up girl… way hot. I believe she has more from this set on her site, naughtymerrick.com

Now I was going to blog about upcoming events and the next color of the month... but then that hot little Canadian sex-bomb, RedSneaker, sent me this image and this link to something she just posted in her her always tasty journal.

Damn...


Double damn... so much for getting any work done today!


As some of you may recall, Red and I have one of those relationships where we get to play maybe once every 8 months and when we do, it is a go till dawn and the cops are called sort of thing. My calendar tells me that she is due for another visit soon.

Monk's not so secret internet crush



Let me just officially state that I totally have a crush on Ms. Nikki Nefarious, the resident web diva over at Socialkink.com. Now some may remember, I had the pleasure of first making her acquaintance (and subsequently tossing her about) at Folsom recently and now she sends me this little post holiday snapshot.

How could anyone not want to spend a lost weekend in Tijuana with a girl like that?

Ok, sure the rope she is using is not my hemp so I guess that could be counted as points against her, but the fact that she also wrangled in two other blog readers to be the victims in the shot (that would be the lovely Cat on top & DeVille on the bottom bunk, as it were) makes up for that, big time.

Perhaps I can lure her into my clutches with the promise to replace that fake, synthetic rope with some supple, organic hemp... she would have to come pick it up personally of course.

Do you have photos of your twistedmonk.com rope and sporting your wear? Want to share them with the world? Send me an e-mail blog @ twistedmonk.com

Today's To Do List Takes Up Two Pages

Today I must get the pre-show shipment out the door and into the hands of UPS. All the heavy stuff that I can't take on an airplane. So while I run about like a madman on fire, here is some "gnome based erotica" from a reader/listener.

Monk

I'm sure you've received quite a bit of garden gnome themed erotica since it's only been two weeks since you started joking about lawn gnomes on Matisse's podcast. In the spirit of better late than never attached is a pictures of our super sexy and special friend Henk. We hope you enjoy.

J and D

Not quite what I had in mind when I started featuring reader photos...

Monk,

So, I couldn't help but notice your appreciation for "Reader Photos" showing off the new TM-wear, and I happen to have one myself. Of course, it's probably not quite what you're expecting ... I hope it gives you a laugh!

Ruin

Bet you didn't know your new undies were edible! My dog has a panty fetish. (Lest there be any doubt, NO, I was NOT wearing the boyshorts at the time of the crime. I love my dog, man, but I don't LOVE my dog. Um, gross.)

And the culprit: Chai "Stitch Magee" Kajabooboo. Just look at the fangs on him. Those panties never had a chance.

Yep, it is Thursday! Never could get the hang of Thursdays...
In other news, goat fuck me Jesus is it cold in the Abbey today! If we were not shy half the crew and 2 weeks away from a major show, I'd be sending folks home. Yes we are talking it is THAT cold in here. Top it off with the threat of snow too. This one seems pretty serious too. Seattle has like 6 snowplows for the entire metro area and I passed 3 of them, warmed up and waiting at the top of strategic hills, on the way in.

Gawd Damnit, I hate it when this happens.

Here I was having a right fucker of a day, a full on goat sodmozing bastard of a day. The last day to get orders out the door for Christmas, the temperature seems to have dropped so low that no amount of layers can keep the heat from feeling like it is being sucked out of the souls of your feet, the minion insist on playing fucking holiday music, I’m still feeling like day old crap from this lingering cold and top it all off the knuckles in my left hand have started making this strange popping noise whenever I flex my hand (no doubt from all the extra whipping I’m guessing). Yes dear reader, a right pisser of a day and your hero was all set to growl his way through it. Shoulders squared and scowling, oblivious to the discomfort or my overwhelming desire to crawl back into bed next to someone warm, “Press on, do the job, meet the deadline and rest when you are dead”, was my mantra.

Then this had to happen, a customer had to go and send me a thank you e-mail! The nerve of some people! Not only was she so happy with her early Christmas present to herself and she wanted to say thank you. But also she just had to attach a photo of herself in the rope as well.

Wouldn’t ya know it, no sooner than I saw the look of utter bliss on the girl’s face then my whole miserable day improved! See for yourself, how can you even contemplate having a bad day when your customers say thank you like this?


Cold? Nah, not so bad actually. Just gotta make sure you keep moving and those carols? Could be worse, besides how can you not love the Muppets? The last orders were just delivered to the post office so now I can sit back with a well earned glass of whiskey and take a long, deep sigh of relief.

Now she sent two photos, one that I can share with you and one just for me, the photo I am not sharing with you shows her full face, blessed out in a rope glow that makes these sore, tired hands very glad they can keep doing what they seem to do so well.

So, my sweet Eris, thank you. you derailed my otherwise harsh day.

Ugh

Hows the cold you ask? Bad. It seems to have settled into my lungs and is making me sound like a bad transvestite phone sex operator. While I would like nothing more than to curl up on the couch, drink hot tea and console myself with a couple of hours of kung-fu movies or maybe play bio-shock, no such luck for our intrepid hero. Nope, soon as this cup of coffee is done I must depart for the Abbey and see to all these Christmas orders. This year has seen a huge influx of international orders and the few remaining stragglers need to get into the postal system today.

So while I ponder just how slowly I can drink a cup of coffee, some updates.

We are officially on deck for this year's Fetish Flea Fair (In Providence RI this time) This one looks to be huge.
Dov , an excellent instructor and all around great guy, posted a very interesting observation about using our White Linen Hemp and its effects on hands.
Lolita Wolf, who is just awesome, was spotted sporting our new zip-up hoodie recently.



Oh and for those of you who are scrambling for last minute gifts? I've still got plenty of clothing in stock and turn most clothing orders around in 24 hours or less... just sayn.

ho'kay... coffee cup empty. Time to get my ass to work.

That Hannah Sends Me the Best E-mail!

What can I tell you about Hannah that you don’t already know? I met this brainy, sex-pot about 3 years ago at the first Austin Rope Craft Symposium. We tangled that weekend and ever since shared what has been a very cool friendship. She just keeps getting better and is easily in my top 5 “favorite bottoms” of all time list. I think the last time we played all I could do at the end as she lay in a pile of ropes was pant and swear, “ God damn girl, you are one tough bitch!”

She recently sent me this, um shall we call it a product endorsement?

When I was a young and budding kinkster, I experimented a bit with self bondage. Aren’t y’all just stunned?
Anyway, I figured out one day while masturbating that it felt really good to bunch the crotch of my underwear up and yank it up in the front. Felt really good, so I started doing it a lot. Problem was, I wanted my hands free for…other things, and while it still felt nice to have my undies all bunched up, without the tension it was lacking a certain something.
So being the clever girl that I was, I thought tying my panties into a bunch and somehow anchoring it so the tension remained constant was a good idea. And it was – it would have been a fabulous idea if I hadn’t used yarn. Yarn, as some of you may be aware, makes small knots. And they get smaller when the knots are…yanked on.
Which is how I ended up in the kitchen at midnight, rummaging as quietly as humanly possible (because my dad was watching TV in the basement and he had ears like a damn cat) through the junk drawer looking for a pair of scissors while my underwear slowly cut off my circulation under my flannel nightgown.
It’s been twenty years or so since I did that, but I just got the softest, most comfortable panties in the mail, and I have all this TwistedMonk hemp that’s just rough enough…
This works MUCH better.

She also sent a close-up, so you can take a closer look at her... um... knot work. click here for it. More than just a nice piece of ass, this girl can also write a damn fine sex blog.

A Long Overdue Reader Photo

I met Switch and Boy at last year's Winter Flea and they were such a sweet and charming pair. shortly afterwards they sent these photos of them enjoying their rope. For whatever reason (I blame a lack of caffeine) the images got stuffed away in an unnoticed archive and were recently re-discovered by yours truly.

Her smile is just contagious, isn't it? A shame that she asked me to mask her face. Oh well, limits are meant to be respected. Seemed like the company logo would look better than a plain old black bar or a mass of pixels, no?



So, my dearest apologies to them both! Thank you and hopefully we will see you kids again at this year's Flea.

In other news, at last night's Bondage is the Point party I got to test drive two new, awesome toys. Photos are soon to follow, but I'll tease you with this. This has got to be the coolest suspension toy I have ever played with. It is not cheap, but I think it could fundamentally change the way I approach certain types of suspension bondage.

If you have a photo of yourself or loved one flying the TwistedMonk.Com colors and want to show it off, please feel free to e-mail them to me along with anything you wish to share about yourself (blog, event, etc) and I’ll post them here.

Reader Photos!

I knew it was only a matter of time, my first reader photo of the new boyshorts in action. As sent to me by the super cool duo of Steed and Peel. For those of you who have yet to meet them, Steed and Peel are a local couple who I never get to see enough of. She is whip-smart, hella sexy and has a British accent that makes my eyes water while he is tall, blonde and sweeter than a Labrador retriever puppy and twice as cute.

Monk,
Thanks for the boy shorts! Next shoot will be with Steed wearing them.
Happy Thanksgiving.

- Steed and Peel

Happy Thanksgiving indeed.

If you have a photo of yourself or loved one flying the TwistedMonk.Com colors and want to show it off, please feel free to e-mail them to me along with anything you wish to share about yourself (blog, event, etc) and I’ll post them here.

Why work on a Sunday?



Ever wonder why folks love rope? Just take a look at the smile on elf's face and see for yourself. How can you not want to put in an extra couple of hours in order to make sure that nice folks like these can get thier rope on?

Reader Porn!
Sophia, a wicked darling of a girl, just sent along a little something to help “inspire” me during my recovery period. In her own words: “I spent almost three hours whipping rope ends on Tuesday. I now have enough rope to suspend someone. (Borrowing rope will only do when you are at the very beginning stages of learning.)
I can't help but wonder if working for Monk would be anything like this?”



And folks wonder why her name is on the short list of folks I’m planning on doing something terrible to as soon as I get out of this damned sling?

Now while I do also happen to have a cage in my office that has housed many a naked girl, but never a naked girl whipping the ends of rope. Hmm, perhaps I should re-think my production strategy in this arena. Lord knows that we always seem to be behind in the whipping department. I wonder what OSHA would have to say about this? As long as she was wearing protective footwear I think we may be ok.

In all seriousness, if you like the shot you may want to check out more photography by Sophia’s Daddy, . He has a show coming up in Seattle soon.