I'm interested in the ball-ended ass hooks you sell and want to confirm the quality of their construction.

I own a hook from another vendor and was disappointed to find that the ball was screwed on, and what looked like a solid stainless steel hook was in fact a stainless steel tube over a secondary rod. Its construction leaves crevices that means it needs to be disassembled for cleaning after each use.

Questions about your ass hooks:

Are the rod and ball both made of stainless steel?

Is the ball welded to the rod, or otherwise permanently attached in a way that leaves no crevices for dirt to settle into, and is the welding material also stainless steel and/or corrosion-resistant like stainless steel?

There are several cheap ass hooks on the market now. If I have learned anything in the last 6 years it is that you know you have a good idea by the number of imitators is inspires. Most are poor knock offs of the original, designed by our steel maker for the very demanding needs at Kink.Com and other professional bondage sites.

Unlike the cheap replicas offered elsewhere ours uses only the highest grade, medical use stainless steel. Other hooks are made from cheap, foreign made steel. If you have followed the news in the past year then you are familiar with the many he made health and safety issues stemming from cut rate products made from cheaper materials and sold by vendors only looking to make a quick buck.

The ball end is permanently welded to the hook and the entire weld surface is painstakingly polished and re-welded till it is a perfect, seamless connection. The entire toy is then buffed and inspected for even the smallest of imperfections before being given the maker's signature.

Such dedication to detail might seem a bit overkill to some, but SM play has the potential to be dangerous. I firmly believe that by using only the highest quality tools and toys you can reduce that risk factor as well as enhance your pleasure.

I refuse to sell any product that I would not use in my bedroom regardless of the possible profit it may make me.

8-Ball In The Corner Pocket

So lets talk about that giant ass hook I have been seen brandishing as of late. You know this one, the one with the amazing 2 inch wide ball on the end? The one that most folks look at and sorta wince? Well it would seem that a fine young lady of my acquaintance, upon experiencing said hook up close and in the flesh (as it were) expressed her disappointment with said ball. In fact she went as far as to say to me, “Ya know, I sorta thought it would be bigger”

Let me tell you, no man likes to hear those words, ever.

So while I made a mental note to request a 4 inch version, I had to do something to save face. Hence the threat, a quick laughing off the cuff sort of thing really, of stuffing multiple pool balls into her ass next time I got the chance. This, this dear reader was the wrong thing to say. See, the sexy woman in question is rather proud of her backside and it’s, how shall I delicately put it, capacity.

Her response was to laugh and tell me that if I can figure out how to do it with out the scene ending in an emergency room, I was more than welcome to have at it.

Can pause and I just say how much I love my life?

Anyways, I had not put much thought into that exchange until last week when a box arrived for me at the Abbey. Inside, a brand new set of regulation pool balls with a little note that read, “The ball(s) in your court”. Yes, dear readers, the gauntlet had been thrown and my ego (and libido) were now firmly committed to the idea of taking her up on her most generous offer, of course the responsible top that I am still had yet to first answer some very important safety questions. I needed to consult an expert, namely a gay friend of mine who “flagged red”, if anyone knew the ins and outs of extreme anal play it would be him.

We discussed the various options for just how to secure said balls so that they could be safely retrieved and not run afoul of any of the delicate tissues and, most importantly, not send the girl into the hospital with a perforated colon. So after much conversation and weighing of the all the safety factors to be considered, he paused and asked one very probing question that I had yet factor into my planning.
“It would seem to me,” He said thoughtfully stroking his goatee,”that you have yet to answer one very important question.”
“Well… I thought I had the major ones down, but what am I missing?” I ask with concern.
“Stripes or solids?” He chuckles, “I mean are you playing 8-ball? Cut throat? What happens when you sink the cue ball?”

This gives the whole “Ball in hand” rule a whole new twist now don’t it?

Gawd, I am such a size queen!
The last thing I pack when loading out for a show is my personal rope kit. By this point, as much possible luggage space has been devoted to the show stock. Each case, carefully loaded to the just shy of the maximum allowable weight save one with just a sliver of space set aside for my personal gear. It is always a game of attrition when it comes to just how much of my on, for play, kit I can bring to any event. Do I pack my extra tall boots or an extra hundred feet? My current minimalist style of bondage was not borne out of any artistic direction, rather necessity. A kit made from German 4 strand? No way, to heavy. I can pack almost twice the rope if I go with standard stock. While the rope bulky, the stuff that really kills is the suspension hardware. Carabineers, the suspension ring, swivels, top lines all add up. This is why I was beside myself with delight when my steel guy delivered this little beauty to me this week.



Look closely now, why am I geeking out on it? This would be a 4 inch, ultra light, aircraft aluminum ring fused with a brand new Petzl, mountain rescue grade, frictionless swivel. This little unit just replaced three items in my rigging kit and weighs in at, get this, less than 12 ounces. On top of that, the integrated swivel / ring removed the need for a carbineer to connect them and buys me an additional three inches of clearance. May not seem like much, but if you have ever found yourself in a cramped play-space somewhere with your hardware clunking against your bottom’s skull as you worked you will join me in a chorus of, “hook me the fuck up!”


I will have a limited number of these micro miracles on sale this weekend at the Flea.

A photo is worth 1,000 words...


Feast your eyes on this wicked custom ass hook that I will be delivering to a very happy customer. Yes, that is a series of balls, starting at reasonable 1.5 inch and progressing to a massive 2 inch monster at the end. Custom crafted and lovingly made by my amazing steel guy. If you look close at the photo in the bottom left you can see that he signs all his works of art.

Now to all those who keep asking me how do they get thier hands on some of the amazing steel toys I keep posting. Fear not, a major roll out is in the works so stay tuned. As usual you, the loyal reader, will be the first to know.