Indulgence

I normally try and pick images that’ll be interesting to a broad range of people. I’m never going to post something I don’t personally like, but my immediate reaction isn’t the single selection criteria I use. There are a lot of images I think are hot but don’t get posted here because there’s nothing striking or distinctive about them.

However, on this occasion I’m afraid you’re going to have to indulge me. I’ve nothing clever to say about this image. I just want to do bad things with her. Or, more specifically, I want her to do very bad things to me. Screaming would be involved.

Beautiful girl with glassesI found this on the Bedroom Fairy Tales tumblr site.

Quirky Smile

This image is entitled ‘Thigh Caning’ which should tell you all you need to know about the reason for her smile. It looks like she’s thinking “Hmmm, he’s making some funny noises. I wonder if I should pull his arms a little higher or try beating him a little harder? Or perhaps both…..”

Although I suspect in that position his knees and feet will be hurting him almost as much as his thighs. Probably the cruelest thing she could do would be to leave him tied in position and simply watch as the pain slowly builds.

Thigh CaningI found the image in this post on the Whipping Mistress blog (written in Japanese). It’s obviously originally from the Captive Male site.

Together and apart

An entertaining hour or so of clueless and confused wondering through Japanese femdom blogs (translation technology has a long way to go) brought me to these unusual bondage images (click to enlarge). It’s rare to see a coupled tied together like this. There’s some beautiful ropework, and a clever hood+scarf combination to pull their heads together. They’re intimately entwined, and yet cannot touch, move or caress each other. Together and yet apart.

Couple in BondageCouple in Bondage

Couple in BondageCouple in Bondage
The woman responsible for this paired bondage is Mistress Juri, shown in the shot below with another of her bondage subjects. She’s got a number of interesting shots on her website, so it’s worth a browse. I particularly liked this image of tightly bound solo male.
Mistress Juri

Creatively Destructive

Kaya over on her Under His Hand blog has a very interesting new post up. She writes from the perspective of the submissive in a M/f relationship, but I have her on my blogroll as she often has pertinent things to say about the dynamics of a lifestyle D/s relationship. In that context the exact gender of the top and bottom can often be irrelevant to the point being made.

The actual post is too long to quote in full, so I’d suggest reading it to get the full context. The heart of the issue is the idea of activities that will diminish the status of the submissive in the eyes of the dominant. Activities that both would ‘enjoy’ in their very different ways, but risk permanently altering the balance of their daily relationship due to their extreme nature. I’ll quote what I think is the key section.

So, we were talking the other day, talking about something mostly unrelated but in the vicinity of one of those “activities”, when pretty much out of the blue, he turned to me and asked me about it.

There was an immediate flush of shame and embarrassment, and a reluctance to admit to anything. Rather than admitting shit, I deflected and answered his question with a question.

Or rather.. I answered his question with a statement that really really was a desperate question in disguise.

“I can’t because you’d think less of me and not like me anymore.”

He was quiet a minute, and then nodded. “You’re right.”

And everything inside just sort of… collapsed. I showed nothing on the outside though.

Kaya from a post titled ‘Love in an Elevator

She doesn’t list what the activities might be and I don’t think it really matters to the discussion. I just found it fascinating to think about the broad concept of such an act.

I’d suggest you can classify creative acts into two broad categories: Constructive and destructive. Constructive acts are things like writing software or designing a building. The creative act leaves you with more than you started with. It might even be repeated to enhance and build on the initial creation. Destructive acts are things like cooking or staging a play. They suck up time and resources and at the end you’re left with nothing but the memory of the act for those who participated.

I think as humans we’re hardwired to treat relationships as creatively constructive. The daily creative decisions we make are meant to improve and increase the strength of our relationships. Given the normal cost function we’re trying to optimize that makes sense. We have limited time on the earth and relationships require significant time and resource investment. We want to maximize the return on that investment given our limited opportunities.

Yet here is an example of creatively destructive act that could be applied to a relationship. It’s possible that both parties would gain more from consciously destroying aspects of the relationship (or even the entire thing) in order to appreciate the experiences they desire. Now that is not to say in this specific case that’s the right thing to do. In fact Kaya is clear she very clearly doesn’t want to lose her masters love and respect. But in the general case, perverse as it seems, there could be an argument for trading away a good relationship just to experience the act of destruction. Looking at it very coldly, it’s an opportunity cost problem.

In the past I’ve seen submissives talk about similar acts in relationship to pro-domme sessions. Often they focus on thing like toilet service, with the suggestion that the submissive becomes more and more worthless with each degrading act, until finally they’re good for nothing but being toilets. I’ve always treated this as a fantasy projection from the submissive. Pro-dommes are only going to do things they’re comfortable with, and I’ve never seen a suggestion from any of them that there’s some slippery slope of degradation. There’s also very low opportunity cost in this case. Once the fantasy is played through the submissive can simply find another pro-domme to play with.

In the lifestyle scenario it’s a far more genuine and riskier proposition. How close to that invisible unmeasurable line do you want to tread? Or should you consciously cross it and destroy what you have for the sake of an ephemeral experience? How do you make any kind of sensible judgement about what you’re risking and what you’re gaining?

One could of course suggest that it’s simply the responsibility of the dominant to sort his or her head out. If they want to subject their submissive to it, they need to be sure they can deal with their own resultant feelings and still offer the necessary love and support. But of course when the attractiveness of the activity is proportional to the disgust it generates, that is easier said than done.

I should repeat that I have no idea of the kind of the specific activities Kaya is referencing. But when it comes to finding suitable images to illustrate extreme femdom activity I always have one reliable site to use – Team Rinryu (warning extreme content). In this case we have a cute girl, a nice smile and a man with an open mouth.

Femdom toilet

CBT done simply

The CBT post from a couple of days ago provoked a number of comments about the skill required to do it right and the fine line between pleasure and pain. Here’s a nice shot of a very attractive young lady who seems to have trampled right across that line and is marauding around on the far side of it. Assuming marauding is possible whilst wearing high heels.  That looks like a fair amount of pressure she’s exerting. No need for fancy clamps, brushes or electrics here.

This shot actually reminded me of a recent session of mine, although I experienced it in a reversed form. In my case the domme (the devilishly inventive Lady Lydia) had my cock and balls tied into a neat package with thin cord and was using that to pull me onto my tiptoes in a standing position. With her hand still holding the cord taut she then stepped forward and stood on my toes with her high heel shoes. That creates a particularly tortuous position, without any good options to minimize the pain. She laughed of course, which then made me laugh despite the pain. Anyone watching us would have probably thought we were crazy, but a happy sadist always makes me a happy masochist. .

Stepping on a slaves ballsI found this on the femdom marriage tumblr site. It’s originally from the appropriately named Young Goddess site.

Beating a jackass

I really should post more Stanton artwork. He was a tremendous illustrator and produced a huge amount of exciting drawings. His work is always very energetic and physical. I’m not a big over the knee spanking fan (it’s fun, just not a major kink of mine), but this drawing still got my attention. It really communicates the speed and force of that paddle blow. I can almost hear the splat of the wood on flesh.

Eric Stanton spanking artwork

Open wide for me…

I always find the insertion of gags to be very sexy. I’m not strictly sure why, but there’s something special about pushing an object into the mouth as compared to other orifices. I guess it’s partly because the mouth and the power of speech are so closely tied to our humanity. Most of us express our thoughts and emotions almost entirely via speech. Or at least that’s the way it feels. Removing this ability therefore removes a big chunk of our humanity.

There’s also the voluntary aspect. Should you find yourself in a suitably vulnerable position, there’s not a lot you can do to stop something being pushed into the ass, vagina or urethra. But most people spend their lives exercising very fine control over their mouth muscles and what passes their lips. Losing that control emphasizes a degree of helplessness that simply isn’t replicated elsewhere.

This image also caught my eye for the two contrasting expressions. There is the cute but disgruntled submissive, not looking too happy about the incoming ball gag. And then there’s the implacable domme, who doesn’t look prepared to take any nonsense from her toy. There’s only one way this ends, and it’s not with the ball gag abandoned on the floor.

Insertion of ball gag into female submissiveI found this on the Bright Switch tumblr site. Originally it’s from the Captive Culture site.

CBT done properly

Today’s image comes courtesy of kinky delight by way of eros blog. It’s a nice combo of chains, clamps, brushes and electroshock.

I’ve posted in the past that I’m not sure Bacchus from eros blog really gets femdom. That’s not a crime of course. There’s no reason he should have to understand or enjoy every form of sexuality or porn in the world. In this case his comment that goes along with the image reinforces my previous impression.

I’ve always figured that the men who enjoy cock and ball torture (CBT for short) have bought in (a bit more seriously than most of us) to the old adage “There’s no such thing as bad attention.”

I know he’s kind of joking, but at the same time that seems to miss the mark fairly significantly. There are many easier ways to get attention. And if it was as simple as this, then there would be no such thing as bad CBT. Anyone who has been on the end of CBT that was too much too soon will know that’s not the case. Ramping up the intensity too fast can leave me faint and nauseous, and a long way from my happy subspace.

Really good CBT is, by way of contrast, one of the best and most involving D/s experiences I can have. In many ways it’s a little like the flip side of edging. There you’re trying to keep a pleasurable sensation just the right side of a shifting line, stopping the sensation spilling over into the ultimate pleasure. Great CBT for me does a similar thing, building the pain, taking it to the very edge of what I can take, and then inching forward as the endorphins flow and I drift into a submissive trance.

In a CBT session I did fairly recently the mistress used sharp vicious little clips. Starting with the safer (slightly) less painful areas, she slowly worked towards the most sensitive spots, the nerve clusters at the end of the cock. Long before she got there I was spacing out, trapped and unable to avoid what I knew she was going to do to me. And then when the dozen or so clips were in place, my body squirming as the last oh so painful ones were attached, she began to gradually retrace her steps. Each clip was ripped free, the jaws still pinching my flesh. Even in my zoned state the anticipation I felt as she slowly built back towards those last few clips was incredible.

CBT with clamp, brush and electroshockI’m afraid I don’t have an original attribution for the image. Stylistically it looks a little like Annmo Night, but I don’t recognize it from the image sets I have of his. Anyone have any ideas?

Update: Once again my readers come through for me. As I suspected it is an Anmo (or Annmo) Night image, taken from Comic For Masochist Only 3. Thanks to clitlicksluttyworm for the pointer!

Horsing around

I’ve posted before that I’m not a huge fan of pony play. It seems like a lot of hard work to get beaten. And when it comes to manual labor I’m a believer in quoting Ricardo’s theory of comparative advantages. Everyone should concentrate on what they’re good at, and I’m good at technology, mixing cocktails and being elsewhere when there’s heavy lifting to be done. My friends have some alternative theories that feature phrases like ‘bone idle’, ‘lazy’ and ‘work shy’, but I prefer to describe these as wild and untested hypotheses. Much like the theory of evolution is in Texas.

While I’m not particularly a pony play aficionado, I know a lot of other readers out there are, and thought they might appreciate this shot. It comes courtesy of Club Dom and features Mistress Deanna Storm and Mistress Aleana. They both seem suitably attired for riding, and their horse has a very impressed saddle and stirrups. Often in this kind of scene the saddle is a bit of a joke, but this one looks like it could actually be comfortable to sit in for a lengthy period.

Two mistresses with pony