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Kiss Kiss Slap Whap

While I’d describe myself as both a submissive and a masochist, I’d always put my masochism before my submission. The D/s and power exchange components are a critical part of a scene for me, but it’s the pain that brings those elements into focus. I’m certainly not a service submissive. If you want something cleaned or tidied then I’ll be happy to hire you a housekeeper. I have better (for me) things to do.

As such, I’ve never made body worship a critical part of scenes I’ve done. This isn’t to say I don’t enjoy kissing a dominant woman’s feet, or ass, or indeed any part of her body that I’m allowed to touch. It can be a very pleasant experience, and one that helps achieve a certain initial head space. But it always struck me as a kind of BDSM foreplay. Nice to do if the domme wants to take the scene in that direction, but really just a happy bonus to the main event.

However, when playing with Domina Yuki last week, I discovered a quite new aspect of worship that made me view it in a very different light. We’d been doing some fairly intense pain play, whipping my back and then heavily torturing my nipples. As a result of this I was fairly deep in subspace, and feeling that wash of positive emotions I often get towards a dominant in that situation – gratitude, affection, caring, closeness, protection, etc. In the past this has often led me to thank the dominant, typically immediately after she’s done something particularly vicious to me. This has not been a rote thank-you, demanded as part of the scene, but an instinctive one, originating from my desire to acknowledge the emotions I’m feeling.

In this particular scenario, while experiencing these similar emotions, Mistress Yuki demanded that I kiss her ass. Suddenly, an act that was previously playful and erotic, had been transformed into something that was far more powerful. It created a physical manifestation of what I was feeling, and gave me an outlet for my emotions. Nothing at that moment was more important than those kisses and what they represented. She managed to create a perfect moment, intimacy mixed with submission, eroticism mixed with catharsis. I kissed and was profoundly grateful to do so.

A trip to see Domina Yuki

A couple of months ago I posted some shots of an interrogation scene featuring Domina Yuki. At the time I commented I was heading down to the bay area later in the year and was hoping to get a chance to see her in person. Well that chance arrived last week, and I had a couple of hugely enjoyable sessions in her San Francisco play space. Given we were just getting to know each other, and exploring numerous activities, we didn’t stop for lots of photographs. However, we did break once to snap a shot of a piercing she particularly enjoyed. I’ll warn you ahead of time – it’s a close-up of a genital piercing, with the skin folded in kind of an unusual way. Should that sound like something you might want to look at, the link is here.

Of course I can’t let a post referencing the beautiful Domina Yuki go by with a close-up of my cock as the only photograph around. That would be a missed opportunity of almost criminal proportions. So here she is in an image I lifted from her tumblr site.

I wrote up a review of my sessions over at the Max Fisch forums. And should you be interested in seeing her yourself, her session request form is here.

Hazardous Chemicals

Hazardous that is, if you’re a naked male in the presence of a sadistically inclined female. While the image might show what looks like a random shopping basket from someone visiting the produce and pharmacy aisles in QFE (which in point of fact is where they came from), it also shows the main components of a scene I did a few nights ago. At the back there’s icy hot and crystal hot sauce. The middle row has Bengay, a lime and a lemon. And at the front is wintergreen oil, cinnamon oil and ginger root. I think there was also some chili sauce that didn’t make it onto the photograph. Oh, and the knife? That was for scraping off the hot wax that somehow ended up getting dripped onto my already tender flesh.

Some conclusions that I came to after the scene were:

Be careful what Bengay you buy. Some of them, including this one, have almost no effect.
Icy hot on the other hand can be very intense, particularly if someone very carefully and methodically massages it into your scrotum for several minutes. Or dabs it onto nipple clamps before applying them.
Lemon’s and limes are pretty mild on their own, but when combined with someone stabbing you with a needle to open up the skin, they can get pretty stimulating.
Figging reminds me of bad experiences with hot curries in dodgy late night Indian takeaways. Not so much painful as just burning and uncomfortable.
Crystal hot sauce is mildly painful on sensitive skin, but surprisingly tasty when applied to the mouth. I will be purchasing some to keep in the kitchen.

Oddly enough, after doing all sorts of suspension and impact play scenes in the past without problems, this was the one session that left me injured. I was clenching my muscles so tightly and for so long that I ended up pulling something in my lower back. Ironic really, given we were using a number of products originally designed for relieving muscle strains and pains.

Needles and Thread

This is one of those infrequent posts where I bring you a little bit of original content courtesy of myself and the amazing Lady Lydia. It’s not quite as extreme as the previous session I posted, but as the title suggests, it does involve needles and piercing. So anyone who is a little squeamish about that kind of thing might to not want to click through the link below.

In the week prior to the session I’d been on vacation and had managed fit in a little playtime with Miss Fenne Demore. That resulted in an enjoyable but fairly ‘light’ session – BDSM foreplay if you will. This is certainly no criticism of Miss Fenne. We didn’t know each other and weren’t playing in a space where we could really properly cut loose. But it did leave me hungry for a little more of an intense experience, and that’s something Lydia can always deliver. Given this goal, it seemed an opportune time to try a little suturing, an activity that had been on my to do list for quite a while. Lydia was happy to oblige, and if you follow this link you’ll be able to see exactly how things worked out.

Butterfly Boarding (revisited)

Having recently posted about the parasitical nature of this site, I now find myself in the happy position of being able to contradict myself and share some original content.

However, before doing so, I feel a number of warnings are necessary. Firstly, the content is taken from a fairly intense session I did a couple of weeks back with Lady Lydia. If close-ups of needles and piercing of male genitalia (specifically mine!) is not something you want to see, then don’t click on the link below. There are some pretty graphic shots, with blood in a couple at the end. Secondly, the images are all taken with a camera phone, albeit a fairly high end one. So it’s certainly not professional quality content. We were both heavily focused on the scene itself, rather than capturing it for posterity!

Now with the warnings out the way, let’s move onto the session itself. I posted at the end of last year about butterfly boarding. It looked like a very interesting and intense approach to incorporating needles into a scene, and I was keen to try it. I was confident Lydia would be a wizard at it, and that proved to be absolutely correct. So, for anyone interested, follow this link to see exactly what a skillful top can do with a whole bunch of needles.