Femdom Resource – Page 174 – The beauty of dominant women

Feeling happy

I played with Lydia tonight. Much bondage, breathplay, nipple torture, hot wax and flogging was involved. It was the kind of play that gets me spacey almost immediately. The kind where I can channel the pain through a sense of shared connection. The kind where it hurts but feels so good and so right.

Right now all I want to do is collapse on the couch and drink wine, so this post will be short. I’ll simply share an image that captures an element of what play can be. There was no rope bondage in my case (although lots of leather belts and plastic wrap) but this has that sense of tension and connection that means so much to me.

I’m afraid I don’t have an original source for this. I found it via the Alternative Femdom tumblr.

Hommage

I find it slightly disturbing when I make connections between femdom artists, photographers or performers. Being an expert on pre-raphaelite painting or the films of Ingmar Bergman (for example) would typically be seen a source of pride. Recognizing a particular pro-domme from a random tumblr photograph, knowing the dungeon it was taken in and figuring out the publisher from the style of shot, is a somewhat less marketable skill.

The artwork below is entitled ‘Her Kinky Wishes‘ and is by ashfaq-ayon. It’s a lovely drawing, but on seeing it I immediately recognized the inspiration of Rodzo’s work. It’s a very different artistic style, but the composition, text and set-up is pure Rodzo. I like it a lot, although I think the more realistic style makes the male posture look even more impossible than in the original inspiration.

Cupping

I’ve often heard people comment with pleasure on the marks they receive during kinky play. They appreciate them as a memento of their play and can be disappointed if they fade to quickly. For anyone who likes heavy marks but doesn’t want to take the kind of heavy beating necessary to get them, I would suggest giving cupping a go. Originally a form of medical treatment (of dubious value), it has also been repurposed for kink. I’ve only tried it a couple of times, but both times I ended up with some really long lasting bruises.

This image is by the photographer neolestat. I found it via the Faintie tumblr.

Pleasure & Pain

The post title sounds like a lead into something seriously kinky and sexual, but in fact it’s taken from a mainstream exhibition running at the Victoria & Albert Museum – ‘Shoes: Pleasure & Pain‘. There’s a good article on it over at the Guardian, which talks about the history of shoes, and how they’ve been intertwined with culture, fashion, sex and fetishism. This particularly bit made me smile…

For a few decades in the middle of the 17th century, there was a fashion for ladies’ indoor shoes to come attached to a flat panel, which joined the bottom of the high heel to the toe. Not only did this lift the wearer above imaginary dirt and clod-hopping Puritans, it also provided a satisfying sound as the shoe made contact with the floor. Soon that flat-footed slap, which could be heard several beats before the wearer entered the room, became the mark of real lady.

I don’t particularly fetishize footwear, but I can still appreciate the the click of a heel and the sound of a strutting boot on a hard floor. It’s a pretty effective mood setter, particularly when someone is tied down and can’t easily turn to see what’s happening. I often find myself smiling at the cliche of it, but enjoying it all the same.

This rather beautiful drawing is from the Croquis Nocturne tumblr. From the posts on the tumblr I’d guess that the artist is also the tumblr owner. Worth checking out if you appreciate this image.

Nantaimori

Here’s some sushi to finish our tasting menu of food related posts. I’ve seen plenty of articles about eating sushi off naked women, but never anything on using naked men. Apparently it does exist and even has its own name – Nantaimori. Never let it be said this blog isn’t educational.

The artwork below is by the artist Voloh. You can see more of his work at the Hentai Foundry (click through the warning splash screen).

Strawberries and bottoms

Strawberries and cream is a classic English summertime dessert. It’s most famously served at the Wimbledon tennis tournament, where they get through about 23 tons of the berries. However, even at their most hedonistic, I doubt that the All England Club has ever served its signature fruit quite like this.

I’m normally a fan of interesting predicament bondage combined with service scenarios. Yet somehow the idea of a butt plug based tray for serving fruit seems a little off. I’m sure it’s perfectly hygienic, and it’s not like providing food to people requires servers to leave their assholes at home. I just think the butt plugs and finger food are two things that could probably live happily apart. Call me old fashioned like that.

I’m afraid that despite my best research efforts, I’ve no idea where this shot is from.

Gingering it up

Continuing a food theme (sort of) I also liked this munchies article on figging. While I consider myself a bit of a kinky omnivore, I do have a problem with figging. I like in ginger in my food and in my drinks, but not so much up my butt. There’s nothing sexy about a dodgy curry (unless you’ve got a really specialized kink involving cheap larger and flock wallpaper) and that’s what figging always puts me in mind of. However, the article almost sells me on the idea of trying it again. Almost.

This image comes courtesy of Ms Natalie West’s twitter feed.

Kinky Cookery

Regular readers may be aware that three things I love are food, drink and kink. Typically it’s the first two that go naturally together, but I was very happy to stumble across a blog that combines the first with the last. It’s written by a Mistress Blunt who describes herself as ‘a photographer, a writer, a dominatrix and a hedonist, somewhere wherein lies my love for food.’ As you’d expect with those interests, the blog features some great kinky photographs and interesting recipes. You can also read an interview with her on the topic of food and kink at the munchies site.

The above image features Miss Marie Pearl and is taken from a post on a tossed salad recipe.

A chance to bare your (tiny) manhood

For the third year in succession the Smallest Penis in Brooklyn Pageant is running. So if you’re in the Brooklyn area, and packing a tiny penis in your pants, and you like the idea of flashing it in front of a bunch of judges, then go sign up. For those who simply like the idea of looking at a bunch of small dicks, then ~~try CSPAN~~ it’s at the Kings County Saloon on June 13th. I realize that this information is probably only useful to 0.1% of my readers, but small penis humiliation and CFNM is definitely a kink that’s out there, so I feel I’d be slacking in my job if I didn’t cover it.

I believe this illustration is by John Cuneo and was featured in this Esquire article.

Good doggies

Stories about people on leashes seem to have been popping up in my browser recently. First, there was this story about Britney Spears walking a guy on a leash during her stage show. Apparently she does it as part of every show, but this made the news because it was C list celeb rather a random member of the public. Pulling people out from the audience is nothing new for bands. U2 did a great job of incorporating it into their shows. Green Day used to get audience members to play with them. Sticking an audience member on a leash is a new one to me however.

The other story was about a couple kicked out of a mall because the woman was being walked on a leash. There was also a good follow-up article I spotted on them. Personally, while public play doesn’t do much for me, I like seeing people having fun and doing something different. Public spaces should be for everyone. I have to put up with bad fashion, crappy music and screaming kids in malls. The least other people can do is tolerate a happy looking couple with a leash.

This is a striking trio, but I think even I’d draw the line at people shopping like this. I’m afraid I don’t have an original source for this image.