Tag: Fm

Sniff

A post by Bacchus over at ErosBlog made me laugh: His Yum For Her Panty-Scent Yucked her.

It started with a woman dumping her boyfriend because he sniffed her panties. Gigi on TikTok responded with a video that expressed some incredulity at that reaction. Quoting a bit from the transcription Bacchus provided….

“Girl, you just lost the most loyal fucking man you could have ever found. What do you mean? He’s that obsessed with your pheromones and your scent that he’s smelling your fucking underwear and you left him over that?”

What I would fucking do to find a man who just huffs my fucking underwear. Oh, my God!

I tend to concur. Everyone has their yuks and yums, but that seems an odd one to make into a deal breaker. I’ll also be keeping my fingers crossed for Gigi and her hunt for a suitable huffer.

I’m afraid I don’t have an attribution for this image. It just seemed to fit.

A Right Rogering

It’s that time of year again. Tax season. My friendly tax preparer (actually recommended to me by a domme!) sent me the details today. Ouch. Normally when I get screwed it’s a lot more fun. There’s something particularly annoying about it this year. It’s one thing if I can imagine it going towards healthcare or education, but sending money to scum so they can blow stuff up in the Middle East is particularly galling.

Anyway, I think it’s mandatory for this kind of post to feature someone getting screwed, so here we are. That looks a pretty stressful set-up, so that also seems appropriate.

Not sure of the original source for this, but I’d guess it’s from one of the Kink.com shoots.

Nice Units

Kicking off the weekend with a touch of humor. This is from Luck of the Draw Comics. The imperial system of measurement being designed by someone focused on satisfying their kinks would explain a lot about it. Although having said that, the meter was defined as “one ten-millionth of the shortest distance from the North Pole to the equator passing through Paris, assuming an Earth flattening of ⁠1/334⁠”. Which seems an even stupider way of picking a standard length than basing it on your favorite sexy body part.

You can find more from Luck of the Draw on Reddit and Bluesky. They also have a book out.

Lydia and Owk

Here’s a final (for the moment) trip back down memory lane. In this case it’s a double header.

The site in question (despite the image logo) is OWK aka The Other World Kingdom. Possibly the only Femdom site with its own Wikipedia page. They launched in the late 90’s and have published a huge amount of content over the years. I’ve featured them several times in the past, for example in 2010, in 2011, in 2013, etc. I had assumed they’d shut down but based on their site and Bluesky feed they’re still going strong. That must make them one of the longest running femdom sites out there.

The domme in question is Lady Lydia McLane. She was my first domme and highly formative in my kinky journey. I’ve played with a lot of dommes over the years since then and she remains among the most talented and creative that I’ve encountered. Sadly, unlike the site, she has long been retired from professional play. I hope she’s doing well, wherever life has taken her since.

I’d guess this was shot in the early 2000’s. I believe she recorded a few different scenes at OWK then.

Continuing to Look Back

I thought I’d continue the 90’s theme from the last post. This is the unmistakable Isabella Sinclaire. I’m not exactly sure on the date or source of this image, but I’d guess it’s from the late 90’s. Her Ivy Manor series with Jewell Marceau from the early 2000’s was a treasured VHS possession of mine.

I was lucky enough to do a few sessions with Isabella when she was based in LA. Her reputation as a kink and femdom icon was well deserved. I thought she’d retired from sessions, but based on her website its seems she’s still taking sessions in Boston and NYC. She’s someone well worth reaching out to if you’re in that area.

Lamp Revisited

I made it all the way through 2025 without featuring a single shot of a submissive posed as a lamp. Shame on me.

My last entry in this niche but very important BDSM genre was back in December 2024. I think this is entry number 8 in the series, which have now spread over a 15 year period. Clearly it’s time to bring the glow back and shine a light once more.

The entry below is from Chicago’s Fetish Fellow, photographed by Lanee Bird and featuring Domina X.

Sourced via Fetish Fellow’s post on BlueSky.

Masochistic Hook-ups.

I thought this was an interesting Guardian article: I spent years meeting strangers for masochistic hook-ups. Was I a sex addict?

It’s written by Leesa Morris, describing her experiences with the aforementioned hook-ups. She left a vanilla marriage and leaned in hard to her kinks and desires. In fact she leaned in so hard that it became a dominating (ahem) and unhealthy element of her life, leaving her unsatisfied and unhappy.

There’s a couple of obvious takeaways. One is that anything can be unhealthy when taken too excess and dependency. The other is that if kink is an important part of your makeup, a monogamous vanilla relationship is unlikely to be satisfying over the long-term.

I thought it also highlighted a couple of interesting gender differences. Firstly, she describes the lack of aftercare in her transactional encounters in this way…

A solid part of healthy BDSM play is the cuddles afterwards. The official term is “after-care”, and it’s when the dominant heaps affection on the partner who has taken the punishment. Closing the loop, if you will. But because I wasn’t making meaningful connections, the guys would usually leave afterwards, and I’d be alone with my bruises.

I’m all for aftercare but I don’t think I’ve ever had a post session cuddle from a domme. Aftercare in professional sessions is mostly just 5 minutes to unwind, chat about what happened and drink some water. While I’m sure a lot of guys wouldn’t object to a cuddle and a lot of affection, we’re also happy to leave with just a hug and a bunch of endorphins to process.

The other difference was simply how many masochistic hookups she could arrange. A male submissive, outside of hiring professionals, could never make those connections so quickly and easily. While the difference in numbers between male submissives and female dominants may be over-blown, there’s clearly a big difference between the available of dominant play partners for female versus male submissives. And equally clearly,  both dominant and submissive guys are more at ease with transactional encounters. That’s probably not going to make news at eleven.

I’m not sure if this is actually aftercare, but it certainly seems like a tender moment. I found this via tumblr, but I believe that’s French domme Mistress Ibicella.  You can find her Bluesky here.

Getting Picked, a How To Guide

Miss Pearl (via Bluesky) pointed me towards this excellent Reddit  post. It’s a guide for what a submissive needs to do in order to get picked by a domme for kinky shenanigans. The advice is practical and to the point. I particularly like this bit…

A long lasting relationship is built on two people knowing the flaws, weaknesses, needs, wants, prejudices and shames of one another and loving each other anyway, in spite of and perhaps because of them. But you’re not looking to build a long lasting relationship, you’re looking to get picked, and that means you need to look at yourself critically, identify any undesirable quirks, needs or idiosyncrasies and remove them: with scalpel, Brillo pad or peroxide until you’re a perfect, digestible sphere.

Let’s be honest. Who hasn’t always wanted to hone themselves into a perfect, digestible sphere? Mmm … Spheres.

I’m sure if you carefully follow the posts advice you’ll soon be under your very own leather clad kinky Goddess. Probably. Possibly.

Long in the tooth kinksters such as myself may recognize this as an image from the 90’s and Cruella magazine.