In her eyes

I just completed a fabulous couple of hours of breathplay with Lady Lydia. It’s strange how powerful an effect that type of session creates. I love many other things, but nothing pushes me as fast and as deep into subspace as breathplay. I typically zone out in the first few minutes. There’s such a sense of intimacy and connection about it. Not to mention the very powerful and primal gestures involved in one person cutting off the oxygen of another.

One of the aspects I particularly like is the ability to look at the dominant as it happens. I find myself focusing on her eyes, the world narrowing down to just the two of us. Normally a long shared look indicates either a challenge (staring someone down) or deep affection (gazing into each others eyes). In contrast submission is often associated with averting a gaze and looking downwards. Yet in this kind of play the shared looks work as a means of communicating acknowledgement and acceptance. There’s no mediation or indirection. It says – “I’m here. I’m with you. I see you. I choose to do this to you/accept it from you.”

The image below is a pegging shot rather than a breathplay one, but it seemed appropriate. I chose it for the looks they’re exchanging and that sense of connection and tenderness.

Shared Look

The image is originally from the Strapon Dreamer site. I found it via the At her Feet tumblr.

Curved cage

This looks like a particularly entertaining design for a cage. It’s pretty cramped but, from a casual inspection, it would appear to rotate, pivot and be movable. The design is nifty, but it would be a hard thing to explain to a visiting relative. Traditional square cages can at least be attributed to holding a dog. It reminds me a little of this artwork, which is described as a parrot cage, so perhaps you could just say you had an enormous bird that escaped. Or maybe that you’re building a giant globe and haven’t got around to adding the continents just yet.

Curved Cage

I found this on the Geek Domme tumblr. I’m afraid I don’t have an original attribution.

Back to reality

I’m safely back in the Pacific Northwest, feeling a little zonked after taking a (delayed) red-eye flight from Hawaii. I’ll miss the sound of the surf, but I’m looking forward to some decent coffee and some well made cocktails that don’t feature a blender in anyway. Hawaii is famously relaxed, but in some aspects island time isn’t so much slow as 40 years behind the curve.

After all the sunny outdoor shots of the last few posts, this seems a good image to mark my return. It’s more my speed, featuring a dark interior coupled with some nice rope bondage and intense nipple torture. It features Daphne Rosen and Wolf Hudson in a Men in Pain shoot. You can see another fun image from the scene here.

Daphne Rosen and Wolf Hudson

Oh, and just for the record, the post title is a small nod to a famous Red Dwarf episode.

Beach beating

This is, I absolutely swear, my last beach based post for a while. Normally service will be resumed in the next day or so, and I’m sure everyone is breathing a big sigh of relief over that.

I’m finishing the sequence with one of the better femdom beach images I’ve seen. Both ladies in question are dressed appropriately and appear to be enjoying themselves. As for the male – hot sun, sharp sand and rapidly swung switches must make for a particularly painful experience.

Beach Domination

I’m afraid I don’t have an attribution for this image.

Pool furniture

Apologies for the slightly repetitive summer vacation theme here. I’m sharing a house with vanilla friends and don’t get a lot of private time to browse, write and post. It’s therefore much easier to keep riffing on a single theme.

The first image below looks fairly innocuous until you examine it closely. The second image makes it a lot clearer what’s going on. Personally I love face sitting, smothering and breathplay, but combining them with a swimming pool certainly ups the ante. Often it’s possible to sneak a little air in smothering scenes. There’s no danger of that happening here, unless your submissive happens to be packing a set of gills.

Pool breathplay scene
Pool breathplay scene
These are originally from the Men are Slaves site. I found them on the Femdom Times site.

Whizzer on the beach

I couldn’t do a sequence of beach themed posts without featuring some Whizzer Black artwork. That’s not because he typically features beaches in his artwork. The image below is pretty much the only one I know themed that way. Instead it’s because his artwork always reminds me of saucy British postcards from the seaside. There’s a nice sense of fun and absurdity to go along with the sexual suggestion. The latter is always a lot more explicit in Whizzer’s artwork than the kind of thing Brits in the 1930’s were sending from their holidays, but the mix of sex and humor is common. In this image I particularly like the little dog he’s added pulling at the hapless Whizzer’s swimming trunks.

Whizzer Black on the beach

Appropriate beach fashion

The problem of sand getting into inappropriate crevices is a well known issue with beaches. No matter how appropriately you dress, irritating gritty feelings in awkward spots are almost unavoidable. I therefore dread to think how this gentlemen must have felt at the end of the day. Tightly wrapped plastic tape and a gas mask are about as far from ideal beachwear as you can get. The ladies choices are not a lot better. In fact, if you had to come up with the worst possible things to wear on a hot sandy beach, it would probably look something like this. I guess for him at least, that might have been the idea.

Fetish beach fashion
Fetish beach fashion
The image sequence is from the Kinky Mistresses site. You can see another shot of the session in question here.

Where dirt meets water

I’m not a big fan of the beach. I tend to subscribe to Bill Hick’s view of it…

What’s the fucking deal with the beach? I don’t get it. It’s where dirt meets water, alright? Is that that fucking amazing to you? I’ve got a bathtub and an imagination, I’m staying indoors this summer. That way I can listen to music that I like. Maybe I’m just jealous man, everyone at the beach is perfect, you know; tanned skin, white teeth, I’ve got white skin, tanned teeth.

Although anyone who has actually been to a beach recently will know that everyone is very much not perfect. There’s a lot of scary skin on display out there. It’s enough to make one thankful for baggy jeans and shapeless shirts.

When I’m not being a curmudgeon about the whole thing, I do enjoy the sound of the surf. And there is something about when dirt meets water that is a touch inspiring. That edge of land touching the apparently limitless ocean does spark a sense of awe. Particularly when viewed from the tiki bar across the street. So in honor of that, here’s a nice beach related image from Old Man Equine.

Old Man Equine Artwork

A cooling dip

It turns out that Hawaii is hot. Really hot compared to Seattle. Why wasn’t I warned about this? I was thinking it’d be a gentle warmth with a cooling ocean breeze. Instead it’s hot with a humid breeze. Many tall cold cocktails may be required to offset this.

When I first came across the image below a couple of days ago, it was the interesting opportunities for breathplay that caught my eye. The leash, piggback and breathplay combo is a rare one. Now I’m looking at it thinking ‘Wow, that looks like it’d be really refreshing.” The lady pushing my head under that cool water would just be a nice added bonus.

Breathplay in water

I found this via the Geek Domme tumblr. I’m afraid I don’t have an original attribution.

Sun, sand, surf

Posting may be a bit erratic for the next few days. I’m taking a vacation in Hawaii. Some friends have rented a house on a beach, so I’m looking forward to relaxing with a tall drink and a book. That’s very much not my typical vacation, but that’s probably a good thing. A vacation is supposed to be a break from the usual after all.

I have absolutely no kinky fun planned at all. However, should a lady in a bathing suit require me to kneel down so she can avoid get her feet wet, then I dare say I could be persuaded.

Tatjana Patitz

This is Tatjana Patitz, and the photograph was taken by the fashion photographer Herb Ritts. I found it on StellaNova’s Realm.