Stupid Comcast knocked out my internet access for most of the night. It has returned as I’m about to head to bed, so I’m just going to throw up a little D/s eye candy in this short post. Enjoy!
This is from the Alias Slave tumblr.
Rapt in rope
I spent several hours tonight entrapped by a rather large amount of rope. Somewhere between a 100 and 150 feet of it by Lydia’s estimate. I’m not sure we’ve ever used that much before, except perhaps in a couple of suspension scenes. In this case I was flat on my back, with a rope harness around the torso acting as an anchor point for all the other strands that captured my limbs. There were also electrics, clamps and chopsticks involved at various times. Oh, and classical music. Normally that wouldn’t be torture in itself, but when you’ve got a microphone and a sound activated electrical device hooked up to your genitals, well lets just say you don’t want too many rolling drums or crashing cymbals.
We didn’t snap any photographs, but I thought the one below seemed appropriate for a couple of reasons. Firstly, there was a head harness involved, although in my case it was a single strand as a knot gag and then a pair of strands as an inverted Y across my nose. Secondly, nipple caressing was also featured. Unfortunately, it was the other way around, and done immediately after the removal of four really vicious little clamps. That means every touch, no matter how gentle, was agony. It takes a particularly cunning sadist to twist something that should be pleasurable into a painful torment.
I found this image on the Sweet Note image board.
His chiropractor would not approve
I like the bowed shape the guy is making here. The vertical rope, with him curving back to receive the flogger creates a nicely composed scene. I’m not sure if it was originally in black and white, but it certainly helps the shot, with the two of them silhouetted against the dappled tree.
However, after tweaking my back last year, I can’t look at these kind of shots without wincing. I’ve got to think that the reverse flex is really hard on the lower disks. At first I thought it was just how he’d chosen to stand. But as I study it now I’m wondering if there are stinging nettles in front of him. If so, that’s a particularly devious predicament bondage set-up.
I found this on the Domenique Von Sternenberg tumblr.
Big brother is watching you
Anyone writing a sex blog has to consider the issues of privacy and anonymity. Just how much do you reveal to the world about your life and what risks are you prepared to take with your real identity? A few bloggers choose to share their identity, most hide behind a pseudonym. Similarly when it comes to personal images, a few post faces shots, but most choose to censor to some extent. There’s a tricky balance to strike between sharing interesting information and creating potential problems for daily life outside of kink.
When I started writing this blog I made a conscious decision on where I was going to draw that line. I definitely wanted to share very personal thoughts, activities and images from my life. At the same time I didn’t want this blog popping up on search engines for anyone looking for the ‘real life’ me. As a result, while I’m safe from family members or employees googling me, anyone who knows me and happened to browse this blog would probably identify me fairly quickly. I think a combination of the about page, the personal snippets that sneak into posts and the body shots of my sessions would be enough for that. I think it’s fairly unlikely to happen, and it wouldn’t be the end of the world if it did, but it’s definitely a possibility that lurks uncomfortably in the back of my brain.
I was therefore intrigued to see a letter to Dan Savage in a recent column touching on this very issue.
How are you supposed to react to the discovery—entirely accidental—that your youngest brother has a “femdom” relationship with his wife? I stumbled over my brother’s “anonymous” sex blog. It goes into detail about the “domestic discipline” she subjects him to: humiliation, spanking, “ruined orgasms” (whatever that is!), cuckolding. There are no names, but there are pictures. Their faces are blurred out, but I recognize their living room, their bedroom, the necklace my sister-in-law wears, my brother’s chin and hair.
The actual blog isn’t mentioned, but I couldn’t help wondering if it belonged to any of my readers. Or even if it was one of the blogs on my blogroll. If you’re a femdom blogger reading this and have an older brother who has suddenly started behaving oddly and will not meet your eye, then you may have a very awkward conversation in your future. That is if he doesn’t follow Dan’s advice to keep his mouth shut.
There is of course the issue of exactly how the older brother ‘stumbled’ on their sex blog. It’s not the kind of thing one would typically come across via normal aimless browsing. From the letter he seems a little confused about what a ruined orgasm is, so on the off-chance he also inadvertently stumbles onto this blog, I thought I’d help him out. The images below are from animated gifs showing a trio of nicely ruined orgasms. Click through to see the animations on tumblr.
Smirk
This shot makes me very happy. I really can’t think of any description of her expression other than ‘smirk’. She’s obviously thinking “I’m fucking him up the ass and you’re photographing it. How great is that?” She has the best grin in the world.
I found this on the pegtastic tumblr.
Put her in the comfy chair!
I’m continuing the F/f theme from yesterday’s post. However, while I called yesterday’s image ‘sweet’, I’m not sure many people would apply the same description here. It’s more a case of turning her into the comfy chair, rather than putting her in it.
For most people I expect it’s the severity of the bondage that stands out, but for me it’s the expressions. One is icy calm, unflustered. The other is emotional and flushed, even a little tearful. That contrast really makes the image work for me.
The artist goes under the handle of papermania. I’ve seen his work floating around in a lot of different places but I’ve never managed to track down any biographical details or a homepage. The majority of his work is M/f but there’s also some F/f and F/m. If you’d like to browse more there’s a g-e.hentai gallery here and a couple of imagefap galleries here and here. Be aware that some of his images are fairly strong fantasy BDSM.
Post D
This is my 500th post. I find that kind of amazing. Sixteen months of blogging doesn’t seem that long, while creating 500 posts seems like a major achievement.
I thought I’d use the opportunity to reflect a little on the blog and make a request for some feedback. I’m mostly happy with what I’ve collected here so far. The artwork pages, the image link page and the fiction page seem useful and, according to my server statistics, are all very popular. The BDSM articles page needs work and a more frequent update policy, but I think it has potential if I just put some time into it. The weak link is really the page on commercial sites, which has been left to rot. Maintaining and updating links to interesting commercial sites is a lot trickier, as so much of their content is hidden behind their pay wall. Without taking memberships of dozens of sites, it’s hard to know what’s good and what isn’t.
So the question is, what else would you like to see here? What would be useful? Are their particular resources I should be tracking and linking to? Or should I be doing a better job of what I have already? What about the front page and my regular posts? Do I have too much of certain types of material? Am I missing certain themes that you’d like to see? Particular things you’d like me to write about? Any comments or ideas are welcome.
I’ve been kicking around some ideas of things to add or change. I’m not sure about any of them however.
- Add a links page for BDSM equipment. As well as the major players (like Stockroom and Extreme Restraints) there are lots of small custom manufactures (like these guys or these guys) that might be interesting to track.
- Turn the commercial sites page into something more like the image link page. I’d maintain a bunch of links to all sorts of commercial content producers, including major players, independent producers and pro-dommes.
- Create a limited pro-domme directory. I don’t see much point trying to replicate something like the Max Fisch domina guide, but possibly a smaller list of high quality links might be interesting. Of course the problem is defining what I mean by ‘high quality’. I don’t play with enough different pro-dommes to make it a personal selection, and I’m not sure how else I can filter without creating a maintenance nightmare.
As I said any feedback is welcome, either on these ideas or anything else you think I should add. Just leave me a comment or drop me an email.
Picking an image for this post seemed difficult. I’m not sure what’s appropriate for a 500th post celebration. So I’ll just go with one from my queue of images. I don’t post a lot of F/f, but I thought this one was kind of sweet. I also noticed that Suzanne just posted about finding a possible femme sub, so this is appropriate for at least somebodies blog post, even if it’s not mine.
Zippering with Lady Lydia
Last week I was lucky enough to spend a couple of hours doing some zippering with Lady Lydia. As I mentioned in this post from the night itself, I had a wonderful time and it has jumped high on my list of interesting activities to do. For the uninitiated zippering uses clothespins (or somethings similar) in combination with some thin cord. As the clips are attached the cord is passed through them, connecting them as a single continuous line. Then a swift pull of the end of the cord rips them painfully away from the skin.
I have to admit to going into the session with a little bit of blasé attitude. I’ve had clothespins attached in the past and haven’t found them all that painful. I normally need something with a sharper narrower jaw to get my attention. However, it turns out that having lots of them attached very close together does hurt. And having them quickly ripped away really hurts. It almost reminded me a little of a caning. There’s the moment of shock, where you feel the sensation but not the pain. Just the briefest of pauses. Then the pain strikes like a sharp hot line across the body. A line that in my case was then made worse by Lydia squeezing and pinching the vivid red marks left behind.
Another surprisingly enjoyable aspect was the rhythm of the session. There’s a slow-build up as each clip is put into place. It’s like being decorated, with an associated sense of objectification. Then comes the moment of tension. The little tugs on the cord. The smile as she teases, watching me shift nervously as the anticipation builds. Finally, the sudden jerk and the snapping jaws as they pop free of flesh. The pain hits and there’s that moment where everything in the world is about that sensation. The brain can’t process anything other than the nerves that are screaming at it. The whole sequence is a wonderful combination of slowly building tension and sharp punctuating pain.
The first shot on the left (click to enlarge) was taken at the end of the first half of the session. We were using Lydia’s St. Georges chair and she’d already done a number of zipper lines across different parts of the body. The one shown was probably the biggest and the most painful, running all the way from under the arm to the outer hip. Although there are a number of clips on the cock Lydia (thankfully) didn’t zipper those. Too much danger of ripping the skin there.
The other two shots show a little bit of zippering bondage we did towards the end of the session. I was on a tilted padded leather table, and Lydia arranged the clips and cord across both my arms, chest and belly. The end result was that any movement of my arms tugged painfully against my torso, leaving Lydia free to tickle, tease and generally torment me.
A couple of hours after the session I shot some pictures of the resulting bruises. In these you can see my chest area, my left side and my right side.
For anyone tempted to try this stye of play, I’d offer the following tips.
- If the submissive is skinny like me then adopt a position that’ll give some slack in the skin. Seated worked well for us. Being stretched taut, either horizontally or vertically, can make it too easy for the clips to pop free ahead of time.
- The placement of the clips really makes a difference to the pain level. Down the sides of the torso isn’t too bad. Across chest where the skin is thinner hurts a little more. Across the belly is surprisingly painful, and almost a little nausea inducing (although that soon passed for me). Down the inside of the thigh is the most painful spot of all (at least of what we tried).
- Once the clips are in place don’t be in too much of a hurry to pull them off. The top can create some really interesting sensations by pushing and stretching the skin with their hands. That also has a very strong psychological effect, as the close contact is both simultaneously comforting and painful.
- Tickling when the clips are in place is a particularly sadistic thing to do. It creates a bunch of involuntary movement that stretches the skin and makes the clips wriggle in place.
- Ripping only part of the clips away is another very sadistic trick. This happened with the diagonal zipper shown on the left. The submissive gets a big blast of pain, and then just as they recover from that, there’s the rapidly dawning realization that isn’t over yet and more is about to come.
Rectum? Damn near killed him!
An attractive Asian mistress standing over a wax splattered slave isn’t a particularly unusual femdom shot. Having the slave bound with heavy ropes to a couple of ornate side tables is a little rarer. Sticking what looks like a lit firework in a delicate part of the slaves anatomy is pretty much unique in my extensive porn surfing experience. Of course I now standby for people to bombard me links to the numerous firework BDSM tumblrs that are no doubt out there. FemdomFireworkFetish.tumblr.com perhaps? Or maybe CherryBombCherryPoppers.tumblr.com?
Despite the post title I think it might actually be stuck in his urethra, although it’s kind of hard to see. I’m also a little puzzled what she’s doing with the string she’s holding. Is that a ‘pull in case of emergency’ cord? Or is she simply using it to steer the spray of fire?
I’ve never experienced anything quite as dramatic as this, although I did enjoy sparklers in the cell popping session I did last year. In that case Lady Lydia passed them over my torso from an inch or two away. They were very pretty and gave a nice prickling pain effect as the sparks splashed against the skin.
I found this on the SweetNote femdom image board.
Short and sweet
After all the verbiage in the last three posts I thought something simple and to the point was called for today. I don’t know the original artist for this image or anything about it. I just like it. She manages to look both a little tentative and yet still commanding all at the same time.
I found this on the lifes beauty (aka django mango) tumblr. If anyone does have any background on the image or can attribute it for me then please leave a comment and I’ll update the post.