The Wicked Wednesday prompt “Pleasing” made me think. It made me think about my Mistress, and how important it is for my enjoyment of a session to know that she has been pleased by me and by my actions and reactions during our time together.
Figging, according to Wikipedia is “The practice of inserting a piece of skinned ginger root into the anus or the vagina of a person. It has been used as a means of punishment. It is also used as a BDSM practice.” “BDSM Practice.” Well I practice BDSM so this must be for me, right?
If I use words like Mistress or Dominatrix what picture do you have? My guess is that you will imagine a beautiful woman, an authoritative presence, perhaps carrying a whip. But what is this woman wearing? Is she in tight fitting, body enhancing clothes of leather or rubber? Clothes that seem to mark her out as a High… Read More »
Facing King’s Cross railway station in London is a small hotel. It’s rather good, with modern, well equipped bedrooms and excellent bathrooms which are perfect for the all-important post session soak in the shower. I won’t link to it as they might not approve of what I get up to in their rooms. I sessioned there recently with Mistress… Read More »
Two pictures for Sinful Sunday today. One is very simple – it’s of a businessman, tall, 50 something. One night last week he put on his Dinner Jacket, tied his bow tie and went for drinks and dinner in a huge room full of other people wearing Dinner Jackets. It was a large buzzy function, the monochrome of… Read More »
I’m nervous as I sit with my Gin in the bar of the hotel, waiting for her text. I’m always nervous. Her last text, “I have the key” had sent a little spike of adrenaline through me, quickening my pulse. Adrenaline is not only a drug for prey; adrenaline is also the drug that gives the predator… Read More »
I recently read some posts from @Ferns_ a lifestyle Domme who writes explosively about her real and fantasized relationships. I find her writing thrillingly intense and it can trigger dark reciprocal fantasies. Anyone who can write this: “God, you are so beautiful, I want to tear you to pieces” is peddling strong medicine.
He sits across the aisle from me, displaying all the outer trappings of wealthy convention; a suit, good shirt with gold cufflinks and a smart leather briefcase open on the table. The carriage is mostly empty so he has four seats and a table to himself. I watch him from hooded eyes, pretending to be asleep because… Read More »
It takes nothing to draw blood with a knife – the words even feel right together: knife-blood, blood-knife. A single-tail whip, such as a bull whip, with its thin waxed cord moving at the speed of sound, will draw blood readily; indeed it takes great skill to stop it doing so. But a cane; a cane is… Read More »
Sometimes the build up to a session; the tension, the anticipation, the fear, leads to expectations that can’t possibly be matched by the reality. In this case that was a real risk, particularly as I had created further pressure by writing about what was going to happen. However I was not disappointed. The session was hot,… Read More »
I didn’t really want to write this post. Sounding: having specially designed rods pushed into your penis as part of a BDSM session, is my hardest of hard limits. Its the first thing on the (fairly short) list of things I tell a new Mistress I WILL NOT tolerate and IS NOT TO BE INCLUDED… Read More »