I don’t know if this will work or drop the server from the load, but I’m posting a small QuickTime movie of my cracking my new almost broken-in Mike Murphy 12-plait, 7-foot bullwhip. You need QuickTime to view it, natch.
Aug 162010
I think I’m finally done with whip buying.
Whips are kind of like golf clubs. No one who plays golf can get way with just one club, because there are many different ways to smack a golf ball around. My last couple of purchases were to gratify the urge to outside on a nice day and make loud noises in the park, maybe learn a couple of different cracks, and see if I can get the full range of motion back in my left arm.
The new toy is for winter days when it’s too nasty to go outside, and you’re stuck inside with low ceilings and nothing much to do but target work.
May 022010
I got a new whip. It cracks like it wants to crack for me. It took about a day to get a solid crack out of it. Now I can’t get it to not crack (unless it’s windy; the whip is pretty light). It’s called a Performance Hybrid, which is pretty much a fancy name for a Florida cow whip. Continue reading »
Aug 152009
Last month I wrote about whip practice in the park. A month later, post car accident and all sorts of excitement we went back. I’ve now got enough muscle in my right arm that I can crack for a much longer time before I get sore. The downside is that I can now crack long enough to give myself blisters. My skin tends not to toughen up, so I put in an order for golf gloves as some of the other participants suggested. Also, my strength is greater than my control over the lash, and my arm hasn’t learned how little force I need to get a decent bang out of the whip. The upshot:
The welts faded a bunch before I got pix. From my point of view, some of them hurt enough to give me pause, though that was less the pain than the buzz of endorphins making me dizzy. In any case, no whip welt on the planet can hurt as much as a migraine, and I’ve never got an endorphin rush from one of those.
I still have work to do before the signal whip is all the way broke in, and I’m already thinking of picking up an inexpensive 6′ 8-plait bull for a different feel and–this is important–louder noises. The folks using 12′ and longer whips got some really nice echoes coming back from the water.
Jul 202009
Raiders of the Lost Ark came out when I was about thirteen years old. I have only vague ideas of why that bullwhip hooked into my consciousness at groin level. Years later I had various friends in the S/M scene who owned signal whips by David Morgan, the same whipmaker responsible for Indianna Jones’ bullwhip. Though it was well-known that Morgan wouldn’t sell to anyone who planned to use one of his whips on human targets, there were few enough alternatives that his whips were the ones to own. I bothered some of my friends into letting me borrow theirs. It took me way to long, but wearing a bike jacket and a borrowed helmet I finally learned to crack.
Jun 302009
One of my long-time favorite sites on the web is Adam and Gillian’s Sensual Whips and Toys, a purveyor of the finest bdsm accessories on the planet. You won’t find precious wood paddles here. Such items have their place, but Adam and Gillian are aiming for that price/performance sweet spot. The few items over $200 are priced appropriately for the solid workmanship involved. The paddles, floggers, canes and single-tails they sell are beautiful, but in a functional way.
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