What big medals

I’m normally a bit wary of posting military uniform pictures. I like them, particularly vintage ones (like this or this), but there’s often a strong hint of Nazi about some of the domme military outfits. While it’s true that the bad guys always have the best outfits, I’m not sure we’re quite far enough away from WWII to hijack its imagery for sexual pleasure. Or at least I’m personally not comfortable with that.

Fortunately, this shot of an American actress pretending to be a communist jet fighter pilot from the cold war has no such moral issues. The lady in question is Janet Leigh (most famous for her role in Psycho) and the movie is Jet Pilot. By all accounts it was a terrible movie, but I do think Ms Leigh looks great as the Russian pilot, particular with the Princess Leia hair (20 years before Star Wars).

Janet Leigh in the movie Jet Pilot

Real estate woes

I was sad to read – via this post – that Vinyl Queen was closing her San Francisco studio. I’ve never played with Vinyl Queen herself (a failure on my part), but I have played in her space with Domina Yuki on several occasions. For example, this session took place there. It was a well equipped and well designed studio, located in walking distance of SF’s Union Square / SOMA / Financial district. There aren’t many (any?) of those left, so losing it is a great shame. Strangely, in the last couple of years, I was actually barred from playing there during business hours. Apparently the tech start-up next door didn’t appreciated the screams of noisy masochists. No doubt it interrupted them slapping together the latest random open source software in between foosball sessions.

On the plus side, I was happy to read this part of VQ’s post:

I also want to publicly thank Mistress Yuki for being the best renter a dungeon proprietor could ever ask for.

I’ve always found Mistress Yuki to be an amazing professional to deal with, and I’m happy to see I wasn’t the only one. If you’re in SF then you really can’t go wrong with Vinyl Queen (now playing out of the Black Thorn space) or Domina Yuki.

VQThis is Vinyl Queen with some of the tools of her trade.

Material considerations

I was chatting about black leather with a young lady this weekend. She was a fan of it, but I wasn’t entirely convinced. She also wanted to charge me a little more for it, which I suppose is understandable. The issue of spilled fluids might have cropped up, which I was definitely concerned about. Sadly, this was an entirely non-kinky conversation about what to upholster some new dining room chairs in. Kinky shenanigans, even of the professional variety, would probably have been cheaper.  Pro-dommes might charge a few hundred dollars per hour, but that’s nothing compared to what interior designers, architects and contemporary furniture can do to your wallet (cue the worlds smallest violin).

The lady in black leather below is of Candice Swanepoel, photographed by Hans Feurer for Vogue Australia. The sequence it’s taken from is really quite amazing. Astonishing even. They managed to take a stunning supermodel, dress her in very expensive black leather, with clothes created by top designers, and end up with some terrible shots. It takes really talent to do that. The image below is OK, but the rest, particularly examples like this, are awful. I think the shots of her walking her dog dressed in an Iron Maiden t-shirt are more flattering than some of these shots.

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A little prick in the rump

At a quick glance this could be an image from a femdom pegging or a medical play porn scene. In fact it’s an advertisement for disposable one use syringes. You can see the full size version of it here.

The tag line is that ‘non-disposable syringes are the second biggest cause of HIV’, so I guess their pose is meant to allude to the biggest cause. Although that doesn’t make a lot of sense, as pegging is probably one of the safest forms of penetrative sex you can have. I’m also not sure what the bowl of apples is about, unless it’s another allusion to sex and sinful temptation. Still, whatever the confused philosophy, I’m certainly a fan of advertisements featuring this kind of medical scene.

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The flames are all gone, but the pain lingers on.

I’m always a fan of doing duos or trios of associated posts. Normally they’re a common femdom theme, but this time I ran with a different approach based on the titles and the lyrics of a certain famous British band.

Technically in this image the flames are clearly not all gone, but I’ll give myself a pass, as I suspect the pain would definitely linger on. She’s certainly focused on pouring the heat onto a particularly delicate area.

HotWaxThis is by the artist Akira Kito.

For anyone confused on the titles for the past three posts I give you: Breathe, Hey You and Goodbye Blue Sky.

No matter how he tried, He could not break free.

I have to love a domme who uses the tagline – “Putting the fun back into femdom“. This is from a scene earlier this year, featuring Mistress Alice with a custom built bondage rig, a rubber catsuit and a voice activated tens unit. No matter how much she teases him, I doubt he’s going to be able to get free of that rig.

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Breathe, breathe in the air

I haven’t posted about my personal play in recent months. Sadly the reason for that is a simple one – there hasn’t been any. Since Lydia retired (almost 12 months ago now), I’ve struggled to reach out and make new connections. The reasons for that probably deserve their own post, and I’m not going to dig into that further right now.

The reason I mention this at all is the image below. If I had to pick one thing I’ve missed it’s breath play. Piercing play would probably be a close second. These are two things I never had much interest in prior to trying them, but quickly grew to be some of my favorite activities. I love the contrast of expressions in the shot below. The domme really looks to be enjoying the moment.

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Bernard Montorgueil

Regular readers will know that I always try and attribute artwork appropriately and, where possibly, provide some background on the artist. However, when it comes to researching these things, I’m rank amateur compared to Bacchus over at ErosBlog. He’s been looking into one of the more obscure femdom artists – Bernard Montorgueil. I’ve had a short section on him in my artwork pages for years but this recent post by Bacchus is far more detailed. Admittedly, he hasn’t surfaced any new personal details on the artist, but it is an interesting dig through the history of his artwork and the snippets that have surfaced online over the years.

I was amazed to discover that four of his original books recently sold for almost $47,000 at auction. Apparently, in the words of famous auctioneers Christies, they showed signs of ‘light soiling’. I hope for the sake of the new owner that was down to storage issues and not over exuberance by a previous femdom fan.

Bernard MontorgueilI found this example of his work in this extensive gallery.

Toys. So many toys.

I’m not sure it’s possible to own too many toys. That’d be like owning too many bottles or wine or too many Ferraris. However, it might be possible to own too many toys for the space currently available. That seems to be the point being approached in the scene below. When there’s barely room to fit the submissive in, then maybe it’s time to do some spring cleaning.

ToysBased on this page I believe this is a Mistress Zena. Unfortunately most of the links on that page are dead, making me think the space owners and Mistress Zena are no longer practicing.

Her workout

This seems particularly evil. Pony play and carrying a mistress around aren’t particularly uncommon kinks, but I don’t think I’ve ever seen a treadmill involved. She looks in pretty great shape, so presumably it’s an exercise routine that’s working out for her.

TreadmillI’m afraid I’ve no idea where this is from. I also wonder if it’s been photoshopped or generally screwed around with. Something about the composition seems odd, but I can’t say for sure.

Updated: A helpful comment suggests this is Miami Mean Girls aka American Mean Girls. I don’t have a link to the particular scene that this is from, but it looks right based on what I know of their content.