In Loving Service. Always.

Living life by his personal code of love, loyalty and obedience , Tank (your writer and host) is a 24/7 sub exploring what it means to live life by the collar.


Told though photographs, musings, video and occasional fiction, "In Loving Service. Always" shares Tank's world of consummate service and his journey of personal growth.


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"I love a sunburnt country,A land of sweeping plains,Of ragged mountain ranges,Of droughts and flooding rains.I love her far horizons,I love her jewel-sea,Her beauty and her terror -The wide brown land for me!” - My Country (Dorothea Mackellar)


20/08/2014: For all the beautiful people who have journeyed with me so far,I give my most profound and heartfelt thanks. Australia, you’ve been very good to me and we’ve had some pretty grand adventures.
Let’s continue exploring.
Bigger. Harder. Stronger. Better. Deeper. Everyday.

"I love a sunburnt country,
A land of sweeping plains,
Of ragged mountain ranges,
Of droughts and flooding rains.
I love her far horizons,
I love her jewel-sea,
Her beauty and her terror -
The wide brown land for me!” - My Country (Dorothea Mackellar)

20/08/2014: For all the beautiful people who have journeyed with me so far,I give my most profound and heartfelt thanks. Australia, you’ve been very good to me and we’ve had some pretty grand adventures.

Let’s continue exploring.

Bigger. Harder. Stronger. Better. Deeper. Everyday.

meholt:

Drinks out last night to say farewell to Jack before he heads off on his big San Francisco adventure. Bon voyage my friend. #farewell #goodbye #gay #bear #beard #hairy

meholt:

Drinks out last night to say farewell to Jack before he heads off on his big San Francisco adventure. Bon voyage my friend. #farewell #goodbye #gay #bear #beard #hairy

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14/08/2014: Today I handed over the keys to number 13.

The house has been in my family for three generations. I’ve lived there for twenty-two years.

As important as the house was to me, the house was becoming too expensive to maintain and living there felt like a continuation of my father’s ambitions rather than making my own.

I sold the house to a young carpenter who plans to fix up the place.

14/08/2014: Today I handed over the keys to number 13.

The house has been in my family for three generations. I’ve lived there for twenty-two years.

As important as the house was to me, the house was becoming too expensive to maintain and living there felt like a continuation of my father’s ambitions rather than making my own.

I sold the house to a young carpenter who plans to fix up the place.

12/08/2014: Ray is the sort of guy who’s likely to let his birthday pass without much notice. Not this year. It’s a major one. We went to a candle-lit French restaurant and shared an amazing seven course meal featuring accompanying wines.

Happy Birthday Ray!

11/08/2014: I found this cute ginger roaming around the back alleys of Melbourne. So, I dragged him behind some dumpsters.

There, we shared a few drinks and played jenga. 

Bye Matt. We’ll cross paths again in the future.

(Sister Bella is a very charming secret bar. The only way in is to walk down an unlit, inner-city alley, pass by the dumpsters and then walk up the nondescript flight of stairs)

06/08/14: The Spirit of Adventure
Things are starting to wrap up in Australia with my move to San Francisco looming in a matter of days. With my time left over I’m resolving things around the house before the sale is settled and making time to spend with important people.
In the lead up to this massive change, I really feel that I’m stepping up to this challenge, seeking to absorb as much information as I can, to try as many things as possible, have as many experiences I can. The infinite seems possible.
Lately I’ve been having all sorts of ideas for small businesses and learning about budgeting and money management. 
Life is an adventure. Seize it by the balls and or ovaries.

06/08/14: The Spirit of Adventure

Things are starting to wrap up in Australia with my move to San Francisco looming in a matter of days. With my time left over I’m resolving things around the house before the sale is settled and making time to spend with important people.

In the lead up to this massive change, I really feel that I’m stepping up to this challenge, seeking to absorb as much information as I can, to try as many things as possible, have as many experiences I can. The infinite seems possible.

Lately I’ve been having all sorts of ideas for small businesses and learning about budgeting and money management. 

Life is an adventure. Seize it by the balls and or ovaries.

I'm exploring my sub side (it's been a long time) and my Master put a training collar on me. I tried wearing it at the gym, but doing back squats with it just felt dangerous (I did one squat with just the bar to test how it would feel). I got permission from my Master to take off the collar for the gym, but ideally I'd like to be able to wear it all the time that I'm not playing rugby. Do you have any suggestions on safe squatting while wearing a collar?
bearberlycrusher

*Sudden plot twist*. Congratulations on earning your training collar!

I don’t want to be the guy to tell you that you’re squatting wrong, but your bar placement is off.

You’ll notice that powerlifters don’t use pads on their bars when they are squatting heavy weights. That’s because they rest the bar against the meaty part of their upper trapezius, not at the back of the neck. The bar should have have no contact with your collar area.

Good luck!

Last week I was given a few resources by Japanese delegates at the international AIDS conference.

I don’t know for sure what’s going on, but it looks like fun :)

The most important people to me have been either busy or away, so I’ve been feeling a little lonely.

I’ve started cycling to work lately and along the way I pass a community farm. I decided to pay them a visit and make some fur-friends.