Femdom Resource – Page 250 – The beauty of dominant women

Pardon me

This shot made me smile. I typically don’t like images where the dominant is staring a the camera rather than engaged with her submissive. It makes me aware of the camera’s presence, and forces me into the role of voyeur rather than an invisible fly on the wall. However, this image makes me think that I just inadvertently stumbled into the scene. It feels like something from a comedy of manners set in an English country house.

Me: Oh! Excuse me. I am terribly sorry.
Lady Chelmsford: What? Ah, well, you see…
Me: No, no, my mistake. I can see you and Sir Reginald are a little busy.
Sir Reginald: (muffled voice) What the hell’s going on back there?
Me: Sorry, sorry, Sir Reginald. Door was open. You, carry on. I’ll be…somewhere else.
Exit our hero red faced, stage left. Grunts and moans resume as the door closes behind him.

I found this on the fempower tumblr, where you can see the original full sized version. I sadly couldn’t track down an original attribution for it.

Motel Fun

I’m lucky enough to session in some amazing playspaces. I’ve also had the chance to stay in some beautiful hotels. Yet, looking at the picture below, I suddenly have the urge to arrange something freaky in a sleazy motel room. The decor is hideous. The cleanliness no doubt suspect. There’s no fancy equipment. But it just looks like it’d be a hell of a lot of fun.

I find the ambiance of playspace can have a big effect on my feelings in a scene. A professional dungeon makes me happy and excited – so many toys to play with! A bedroom promotes intimacy. A high end hotel makes me feel decadent. And a cheap old fashioned hotel makes me think of illicit assignations. People sneaking away to do socially unacceptable things to each other. Rooms that have seen it all before and hotel staff who pretend to not notice. I kind of like that.

Of course my attraction to the room below might be partly explained by the presence of the beautiful Lexi Sindel. By all accounts she has a very nice studio in LA, so I’m not sure what the background to this shot is but, whatever the reason, I’m glad she published it on her tumbr.

A gentle kiss

I believe this is by the artist Luca Tarlazzi. He’s not specifically a femdom artist, but I think this kiss, along with her guiding hand, is an image that captures a sense of that D/s dynamic.

I found it on the Eros Art tumblr.

Clean

After yesterday’s lengthy post, here’s a nice minimal, clean image as a palette cleanser. I like the bare walls, stripped bed and her simple yet beautiful style. There’s actually quite a lot of interesting play going on – bondage, mummification, CBT, hooding and foot worship. But it doesn’t come across as complex or cluttered. It has a pleasant symmetry.

It’s original from Femdom Sessions. If you check out their tour page you can actually some video from this session, including some nice CBT and nipple torture. I found it on the Queen of Desire tumblr.

Tiger, tiger, burning bright

Today’s post brings you a two year old story that isn’t femdom related. However, it was just so ludicrous that I couldn’t resist featuring it.

The story features a man accused of possessing tiger bestiality porn. As a kink enthusiast I like some danger mixed in with my sex, but getting a tiger involved seems a touch extreme. I’m not sure they fully understand the concept of safe words. The police arrested him and took him to court, whereupon, as this newspaper articles describes…

The prosecution offered no evidence when it was accepted that the tiger in the clip was not real, and that it was all a joke.
It emerged in court that police and prosecutors had not previously listened to the film with the sound on.
Following the act, the tiger turned to the camera and roared: “That beats the Frosties advert!”.

It’s a story that raises some interesting questions. For a start, just how realistic was this tiger costume? Are some of the Pixar animators now getting involved in making bestiality videos on the side? I’ve never seen a pantomime animal outfit that’d be mistaken for the real thing even for a second. Either we’ve stumbled across the world’s greatest animal impersonator or the police were morons. Also, where did they think the tiger was from? Did they start phoning around local zoos? That must have been an interesting conversation – “Excuse me sir, but have you noticed anyone fucking your tiger recently?” And exactly who did the police think they were protecting in this case? I know bestiality raises the issues of consent and cruelty, but a tiger? I understand that no means no, but I also think that getting ripped limb from limb by a 600lb killing machine probably means no as well.

More seriously, it illustrates a point about dealing with the police in these situations. This was a guy who got sent a joke video-clip and ended up in court because the investigating officer couldn’t even be bother to turn his speakers up. Imagine the incredible stress and hassle involved, not to mention the embarrassment factor, only to have the police and prosecution go “Ooops, our bad. Have a nice day.” The police aren’t paid to be fair or to try and do the right thing. Their job is to get enough evidence to arrest someone, possibly you, for whatever they think they can get a conviction for.

I’m both amused and simultaneously depressed when I see sex workers using elaborate codes and euphemisms to try and avoid legal entanglement. Payment is always a tribute or a donation. Sometimes it’s in roses, and they’re given just for time spent, never sexual services. Don’t offer the money, just leave it visibly on the side. Some pro-dommes will even not tell you to get undressed, instead the coded request is just to ‘get ready’. I understand the thinking, but the cynic in me suspects it’s all wasted effort. If a cop has decided to go after a discrete and professional sex worker who isn’t bothering her neighbors, then he’s probably not going to let little details like what was actually said get in the way. It’ll be her word against his, and I’m sure the jury will hear whatever magic phrases are necessary to secure the conviction.

If you’ve never seen the talk by Professor James Duane entitled “Don’t talk to the police” then I highly recommend watching it. Hopefully none of my readers will ever find themselves needing it. Sadly, as the original story shows, you never know when the police might intersect with your life in unfortunate ways. I just hope that Michael Palin and Eric Idle don’t find themselves under investigation for theft of a leg.

Finding tiger related femdom images for this post proved difficult. I’m therefore going to go with the law enforcement theme. Here’s Cole Conners from Men In Pain extracting a confession from Plew. Let’s hope he keeps Professor Duane’s advice in mind while she’s caning his genitals.

Site Updates

I’ve been doing a little housekeeping. However, before I get into the changes, I’ve a request for information. Otto’s spanking art blog got killed recently by those good folks over at Google. Does anyone know if he’s set up home elsewhere? I’d like to link again if he has. Also Augustine seems to have closed his account at imagefap where he posted all his work. Does anyone know of a new site for him? I really enjoy his drawings and it’d be a great shame if he’s vanished from the internet.

That said, let me get to the changes…

I’ve done some cleanup to the Femdom Fiction page. I removed a number of dead links and added new ones to the BoundStories site and to Bella’s list of femdom stories.

On the BDSM Equipment page I added links to Cupid’s Bedroom and Chastity Heaven.

There are three new blogs lurking over on the blogroll to the right and on my main Blog links page. These are:

Unspeakable Axe written by Axe, a NYC based submissive, who is also responsible for the most excellent Masocast.
Pieces of Margo written by Miss Margo, who (among other things) works as a professional switch in NYC.
Post Modern Sleaze written by Electronic Doll, a female BDSM practitioner based in London.

And on the Femdom Image page I’ve added a number of tumblr links.

Finally, let me say one thing to those people who have sent (or plan to send) me links to their tumblrs or blogs. I love to get these. I always try and look. However, if they’ve only got a handful of posts (or a handful of pages in the tumblr case) then I typically just bookmark them and come back to look in a few weeks time. So many sites gets started and, after an initial burst of activity, quickly die. So either wait for a month or two before submitting the link to me, or expect that I’ll keep an eye on it but not post the link immediately.

I’ll leave you with an image I found on the newly added Dominant Ladies tumblr. I believe it’s of Maggie Q and taken from her new show Nikita. I’ve another shot of her in a more fetish outfit and brandishing a gun here. I haven’t seen the new series yet. The original film by Luc Besson was excellent. The American remake and subsequent TV series less so. Whatever the qualities of this latest series, as a beautiful but deadly assassin, Maggie Q certainly looks the part.

Sex, sadism and satire

I used to read The Onion regularly, but in the last couple of years it somehow dropped off my radar. Then a few days ago somebody forwarded me a link, and an hour vanished while I browsed some of the articles I’d missed. The quality of the humor is erratic, but occasionally they really nail a theme.

The topic of sex works pretty well for their style of serious reporting of exaggerated or ludicrous situations. One article I always remember is about the S&M couple who won’t stop droning on about their fetishes. I hope none of my readers identify with that! Other funny articles include the butterfly fuck swing filled with junk mail, the dominatrix who seems preoccupied and the fact that the nation’s nipples are severely under clamped.

I’ll use that last article’s title as the prompt for my post image. She’s trying to look coy, but you just know those nipple clamps are going to get ripped off any minute.

I found this on the forBABALON tumblr. It’s originally from the men in pain site.

Spikes and heels

Continuing the CBT theme, here’s a nice combination. There’s the brutal force of a high heel bearing the full weight of the mistress. And then there’s the precise, delicate but oh so painful spikes of the wartenberg wheel. I like the idea of layering the sensations in this way. It’s not nice then nasty. It’s nasty and then different nasty.

I’ve played with this kind of cock trample box before, and they’re a lot of fun. In one way you feel kind of safe. The box is taking the weight and there’s no careless trampling and crushing of the body going on. On the other hand, the very deliberate and careful trampling that does happen, really tends to catch the attention!

I found this on Krazy’s CBT tumblr. It is originally from Mistress Jennifer’s site.

Punished with the hairbrush

I’m sure everyone seeing that post title had the same thought – this is going to be a standard OTK spanking shot. It turns out there are other ways to employ a hairbrush in a disciplinary capacity. This approach looks like it might be even more painful than a blistered bottom.

I came across this on the Adore Femdom tumblr. There’s no watermark on it but I think it probably originates on the Woman Spanking Men site.

Tying the knot

After yesterday’s post on a search for Mr. Right, here’s one on a couple who have already found each other. It comes courtesy of Seattle’s alternative newspaper The Stranger. For Pride week they did a feature on different marriages, and I was happy to see one of them was a femdom marriage. It was interesting to see that dynamic highlighted in in a non-sensational way in a newspaper (albeit an alternative one). Although Sod’s Law would dictate that the entertaining and single Mistress T be 3 hours away from me and this happily married couple just a few minutes down the road. A geographical reversal would have been nice.

I was also a little disappointed to read this in the article…

Elizabeth and Robert did attend some classes at the Center for Sex Positive Culture when they first began exploring BDSM, but they weren’t interested in the trappings of BDSM—the chains, the fetish gear, the parties—nor were they interested in playing with others. Most of the classes seemed to be geared toward locating and negotiating with new partners, not introducing erotic power exchange into an established relationship … So they made it up as they went along.

I’ve never been to classes or got involved with the ‘scene’, so I’ve no idea what is available, but it seems a pity that they couldn’t find useful guidance. As I’ve argued here in the past I think a lot of the so called trappings of BDSM are really just tools to help explore a dynamic. Unfortunately they end up picking up a lot of associations and symbolism that puts people off.

I’ll leave you with a shot from Woman Worship by way of the Tease and Pleasure tumblr. Obviously a posed model shot, but the apron and the wine glass gives it a little touch of domesticity.