The beauty of dominant women
I’ve absolutely no idea what’s going on here. Well obviously, I know that there’s some ball squeezing going on, but I’ve no knowledge of the wider context. Not sure if this is a shot from a well known series, fan art featuring particular characters or just random femdom hentai. Either way, it’s an interesting piece. Kind of lighthearted, until you see the knife one of them has.
Here’s a fun image to start the weekend with. It looks like she’s gripping his balls with some finger tip claws while spanking his ass. That’s a great combination of sensations – prickly and sharp versus flat and stingy. Not to mention the predicament aspect of the position. Although in my eyes, the absolutely best thing about it is how wide her smile is.
I’m afraid I’ve no idea who this is. Judging by the setting it looks like a professional play space, but I don’t recognize the lady involved. If anyone can help with an attribution please leave a comment. I found it on the Continuous State of Desire tumblr.
A few days ago I had a good rant about the incredibly obnoxious expression of ‘selling their bodies’. Today I stumbled across this Bustle article by Casper Rose that touches on similar ground. I’m happy to say Casper’s article is far better written, reasoned and more personal. She highlights the hypocrisy of how society sub-divide different types of physical labor, as well as the complexity sex work introduces into her personal life. It’s an interesting and moving article.
For an image I’m going to feature somebody looking particularly proud of their days work. This is from the Kinky Domina.
If ever there was a headline designed to attract my mouse it’d be one featuring the words ‘Monica Bellucci’ and ‘dominatrix’. It should be impossible to screw up a photoshoot feat featuring one of the world’s sexiest women and hot fetish wear. Yet somehow the latest version of Marie Claire from Mexico manages to do it with shots like this one. No idea what they were thinking with that lighting, makeup and outfit. The pointy bra look wasn’t particularly sexy when Madonna featured it, and nothing has made it better since.
For something actually sexy and subtle, with still a fetishistic hint, we have to turn to the Italian Vanity Fair. The image below featured in the December 2014 edition. Fan of Ms Bellucci can also look forward to her in Spectre, the upcoming Bond movie.
Somebody is clearly enjoying themselves, perhaps a little too much. Hopefully he will not tear his rather fancy lacy briefs in all the excitement.
I’m afraid I don’t have an attribution for this. It looks to me like it has been cropped from a larger image, but if that’s the case, I couldn’t track down an original. I found it via the Femdom Fairytale tumblr.
Apparently athletes drinking their own pee is a thing. I had not realized this. A few weeks back I covered the attractive and famous measuring it. Now it’s the fit and the fast that are drinking it. Are all these people simply watersports fans in denial?
Apparently the theory for athletes is based on returning nutrients to the body. Which seems pretty dumb, given the body has just made it pretty clear it wants to be rid of them. However, it does suggest a potential marketing opportunity for pro-dommes who are both good athletes and offer watersports. Not only can clients get their kinky itch scratched, but they might even get healthier in the process! It’d certainly be an interesting line to try at the next physical check-up – “No, I don’t do a lot of exercise, but I do drink the pee of someone who does.”
This artwork is of course by the great Namio Harukawa.
After my previous angry ranting post, here’s something sweet and happy to change the tone. I’m afraid I don’t know who the artist is.
I found it via a Femdom Artists post.
Excuse me for a moment while I rant. I doubt it’ll do much good, but it will make me feel better. Given the time I spend on this blog, I figure it owes me the occasional indulgence.
The recent Amnesty proposal to decriminalize sex work (covered in this past post) has generated a lot of column inches in the press and a lot of stupid generalizations. It’s has also frequently featured a phrase I absolutely despise – ‘selling their bodies’. Let me state clearly that the only time a news article should be discussing the selling of bodies is if the profession concerned is grave robbery. In any other situation it’s completely fucking obnoxious.
It’s strange that anti-sex workers insist on objectifying the people they profess to care about so much. It’s almost as if they care more about their personal beliefs and morality than the people they claim to be helping. Perhaps Cindy McCain now thinks John owns her body after having sex, but there’s no reason to inflict her screwed up reasoning on the rest of us.
As an aside, I suspect anyone using this phrase has some deep rooted issues around sex. It seems to stem from the same kind of thinking that considers sex as a reductive act that somehow devalues and ‘uses’ up women. In everything else in life practice makes you better, yet somehow something that gives great pleasure, and almost everyone does, is the exception. John Oliver touched on this mentality brilliantly in a recent show.
Anyone who talks about sex workers selling their bodies should have to explain their reasoning to someone like Mistress Natsukiss (below). Then they should spend an hour or two ‘enjoying’ their purchase, and see just how in charge of her body they feel. I’d like to think she could beat some sense into them, but that’s probably too optimistic.
I’ve featured Mistress Natsukiss in several previous posts, including here and here.
These images come courtesy of the Sexography (aka Celia Photo) tumblr. The rigger is Vlada and the model is Falco. I was looking for something striking to start the week off with, and these two images certainly fit the bill. There’s both great ropework and a real sense of emotion and connection in them. Plus it’s nice to see a domme in a regular non-fetishistic dress.
Flicking is one of those things that seems like a pretty mild sensation but can actually build to something really intense.The trick is not to aim for a single strong flick, but use a repeated series of flicks to the same spot. The exact periodicity or rhythm doesn’t matter, you just want to get a small group of nerves constantly singing.
From a psychological perspective it’s a bit like an itch or someone constantly poking you. After a bit you just want to yell ‘Goddamn it! Stop that.’ From a physical perspective focusing in one spot can really exaggerate the sensation. I’m not sure what the underlying mechanism in the nervous system is, but it seems to be a cumulative one, where the pain gradually builds. This is particularly the case when the spot is a sensitive one to start with.
I’m afraid I don’t know the source of this image, although if I had to guess, I’d say it was one of the kink.com sites. I found it on the Please Take My Control tumblr.
Updated: Thanks to a very helpful comment from François I can confirm it’s a kink image, specifically from Men In Pain and features Miss Brooke and Andy Mann.
