Photograph – Page 231 – Femdom Resource

Hairbrush

I’m sure this is old news to most of my readers, but human sexuality is a strange and curious beast. What turns us on and why is a constant puzzle to me.

Take the image below. I was never spanked as a child, and certainly not with any kind of implement. Corporal punishment in school was long gone by the time I was getting into fights in the playground, and my parents didn’t believe in beating children. I’m also fairly certain I didn’t interact with any strict women in short skirts and high heels. Everyone was far too sensible and boring for that. So how come the image below gives such a strong twist of excitement deep inside of me? And in fact has done since I first saw it many years ago? There’s something very attractive about the nonchalant but confident way she’s sitting, just waiting, casually holding the hairbrush. It’s a pose that manages to be very appealing despite not being grounded in any ‘normal’ experience (excluding BDSM play).

This is an old shot from Ma’am magazine, a short lived publication from Leda back in the 90’s.

http://www.nu-westleda.com/new/home.html

Decadence

There’s nothing too unusual (in the world of this blog at least) about beautiful imposing women in leather. But something about adding fur into the mix creates a far more decadent and sensual image. I think it would add an interesting component to a scene, a powerful contrasting element between the pain and discomfort of the submissive and the relaxed mistress luxuriating in a thick fur.

The two women in question here are Cybill B. Troy (a pro-domme based out of NYC) and Delilah Doi (who I can’t locate a current website for).

Image was taken from Cybill B. Troy’s gallery pages. If you’re in the New York area, then she’s available for sessions.

Caught in a web

This elaborate suspension bondage is by Domina Nia (warning – background music), a New York based pro-domme. She famous, or I guess I should say infamous, for being one of more extreme and sadistic dommes currently working. I’ve no personal experience of her, but I do admire and appreciate the skill required to execute this suspension. And it leaves the submissive in a perfect position for torturing.

Strap-on reprised

I though this would make a nice companion post to the one below. Both focus on blond mistresses wearing black strap-ons, but the angle and attitude of the shot is nicely reversed in comparison to the previous post. I also like the fact she’s looking down and concentrating on what she’s doing, rather than pulling a face at the camera.

This is actually an image from the same sequence as one I posted several months back when this blog was fairly new. I always find it very mentally satisfying when I spot and connect images from a common sequence that I’ve encountered entirely independently. The original image I found on a tumblr site months ago and this one was (I think) on a chan site a couple of weeks back. It feels a bit like doing a giant pornographic internet jigsaw puzzle in your head. And to be honest, that’s really the only kind of jigsaw puzzle worth doing.

Abstract strap-on art

OK so it’s not really abstract art. But this shot is taken from such an extreme point of view, with such strong exaggerated colors, it struck me as being very surreal. The huge black phallus, the floating teutonic looking head, the rippled contours of the glove. Somebody should really do a coffee table book of abstract porn art.

Found over at the latex thing tumblr site. No original attribution I’m afraid.

Shoe Shine

This is a surprisingly unusual image. I know that sounds a little tautological, unusual things almost by definition should be surprising, but I’m surprised by the fact that it is actually unusual. Foot and boot worship is a very common femdom theme. The New Boot Black’s Oubliette I referenced in my last post is full of it. And shoe shine stands are a common sight in American department stores, subways, airports, etc. But I can’t think of another example of the two being brought together.

If you look in the mirror you can see the guy in chair 5 turning his head to watch what’s going on. I’m guessing he later turned this into a ‘Only in New York….’ anecdote for his buddies.

The lady receiving the shine is Mistress Alex, a pro-domme based in Manhattan. Her contact page for sessions is here, and she has a number of galleries available, including one entitled ‘Wall Street’ that the above image is taken from.

Dirty Socks

There are a lot of junky tumblr site’s out there, posting a random mish-mash of unexciting porn images. Normally this forces me to do a lot sieving before I can separate some interesting wheat from the chaff. But occasionally I stumble across a good one and end up suffering a surplus of fine femdom images. One such site is the inventively named – ‘The New Bootblack’s Oubliette‘.

There were any number of images I considered re-posting, including this image, or this image, or even this one. But in the end I went with the option you can see below. It’s a slightly unusual choice for me, as I’m normally not a foot fetish person. I like a good kicking or trampling as much as the next masochistically inclined male, but I don’t feel the need to worship a woman’s feet any more so than the rest of her. I think this images works particularly well because of the disdainful way she’s removing the sock. It’s clearly so dirty and sweaty she only wants to grab the barest edge of it. It makes the threat of what she might do with it next so much more exciting.

From this post on the ‘The New Bootblack Oubliette’ tumblr site. Sadly there’s no clue as to the original source for the image.

Chin Up

Dominant women wearing glasses. What’s not to like?

Found over at the ‘Our Sexy Secrets’ tumblr site. There’s no hint where it originally came from. For some reason it looks kind of French to me. But I’ve no idea how my brain comes up with that.

90’s Flashback (completed)

Underling has an interesting blog post about BDSM pornography in the days before the internet made it widespread and easily available.

….I remember occasional visits to the seedy back rooms of certain London bookshops. There I rubbed shoulders with fellow perverts (perhaps some of you among them!), all of us studiously avoiding eye contact while waiting with barely concealed impatience for access to the spanko shelves…

From Underling’s post entitled ‘In the back room’

I was fortunate, in that the window between me being old enough to actually purchase porn and the internet becoming a ubiquitous presence was only a year or two. But for a short period of time in the early 90’s, during my college years, I did do a bit of furtive shopping of my own. The magazines I purchased in that time were treasured and well thumbed possessions. So when I stumbled across the image below, despite the late of watermark, I instantly recognized it as one from the Cruella family of magazines. Specifically a magazine I’d owned called Goddess number 16.

However, unlike Underling, I had been spared the need to trawl around seedy shops in Soho to acquire it. I was saved by the strangest little shop I have ever encountered. In ’94 I was working in a small British seaside town during my summer break from college. A few hundred yards from my lodgings was an old fashioned newsagents, run by an old Indian gentleman and his extended family. It was a tiny corner shop, square in shape, with just a single counter against one wall, and three magazine racks covering the other walls. It looked like it had been frozen in time since the 1950’s. And yet it carried the largest collection of pornographic magazines, and in particular BDSM and fetish magazines, that I’ve ever seen. Everything was there: Janus, Februs, Kane, Cruella, Goddess, Victoria, Obey, etc. He even carried magazine special editions and spanking novels. For a young and nervous femdom aficionado it was like a little piece of pornographic heaven.*

I’ve no idea if the owner of the shop was actually a fan of kinky porn, or just a fan of the higher profit margins it commanded. But whatever the reason, God bless him for it.

* Apart from those times when he put his younger daughters to work in the shop. Then it became a place to purchase chewing gum whilst studious avoiding looking at the enormous wall of explicit pornographic material.

90’s Flashback (continued)

Continuing my root through the archives, after the earlier Leda post, I came across this image from Taboo magazine. I don’t post a vast amount of F/f material here, but some images are too good not to share.

Taboo always struck me as an odd magazine. For its time it was fairly extreme, and touched themes rarely seen in other glossy top shelf magazines. It also hired very attractive models, used high end fetish gear, and was edited by Ernest Greene, a well known member of the BDSM community. It looked like it should have every ingredient necessary to produce some great fetish and BDSM pornography. And yet it always seemed to me that they frequently hired photographers who really didn’t get kink. They’d chop and change D/s roles as sequences progressed, have models take off the fetish gear mid-way through, and frequently end scenes with conventional legs spread faked lesbian sex shots. It was as if they didn’t quite believe they could do a purely kink based photo shoot and still make money. It really wasn’t until post 2000 that we finally saw other companies successfully pull together high end production values and really serious BDSM and fetish play.

Fortunately, some of the Taboo photographers did get it, and the sequence this image was taken from was always a favorite of mine.