The beauty of dominant women
This is a nice combination of bondage, sensory deprivation and forced feminization. The female body reminds me a little of the femme bot from the movie Mars Attacks! And I particulary like the silhouetted figure in the control room. The artist has managed to pack a lot of expressive emotion into her outline.
I’m afraid I don’t know the artist so, as usual, feel free to leave a comment if you can help with a correct attribution. I found on the snail meilk image board.
My last post promoted a request for some happy dommes, so I had a hunt through my grab bag of collected images to see what I could find.
Personally I’m a big fan of being viciously attacked by a gleeful sadist. I suspect most non-kinky people assume that seeing a dominatrix involves lots of crawling around on the floor while she calls you a worthless dog who isn’t fit to lick her shoes. And that can be fun now and again. But the vast majority of my sessions feature laughter, jokes and a happy mistress. I find it much easier to make a connection and feel engaged with someone who appears to be enjoying our interaction. After all, if I’m going to give up my power to someone in a D/s sense, it’s nice to feel they appreciate the gift.
I found this first image on ‘The heart’s dark desire‘ tumblr site. I’m afraid I don’t know where it’s originally from. The second image is an old shot from the Young Goddess site.
Over on erosblog Bacchus has a post where he attributes his relatively small number of femdom related posts to a lack of authentic material. This struck me as kind of odd, and I left a comment on the post to that effect. Without a doubt there is a lot of poor femdom porn, mostly consisting of models dressed in leather sneering into the camera. But there’s a huge amount of badly composed inauthentic material in all types of porn. If anything I tend to find a greater degree of authenticity in the femdom genre. The women featured are typically professional dominants who shoot porn but have also make it part of their lifestyle and their daily business. And the men are often lifestyle submissives who are volunteering for the pleasure of the session. These are people playing in very similar way to how they play when the camera isn’t present. If you can’t find interesting femdom images it’s probably because you’re not looking for it, or at least you’re not looking in the right places.
His comment sent me wandering through my image collection to pick out a suitably ‘authentic’ image to post. I was initially looking for a more lifestyle shot, but instead this shot from CBTandBallBusting.com caught my eye. I think it captures a perfect moment in time. The stretched elastic band, her happy smile and his nervous anticipation. Here are two people very much lost in a kinky moment.
The domme I recognize as Ms Mona Rogers. She’s featured on this blog a couple of times in the past (see here and here). I found the image on rohosub’s kinks tumblr site, but it’s obviously originally from CBTandBallBusting.com.
Images of women teasing men in chastity are fairly common in femdom porn. There are a lot of keys twirled around and dangled in front of humiliated male faces. Suspending the key from a necklace is also a common theme. That not only turns the key of control into a decorative piece of jewelry, but also suspends it in a location that highlights the sexuality and beauty of the woman. So, apart from the attractive smile, this first image is nothing particularly exciting.
However, as the second image shows, Mistress Sophie Dee likes to do a little more than simply tease with a key. It seems our hero is perfectly placed (in an ingenious set of stocks) to watch her enjoy a particularly intimate encounter with another man. The rest of the evening then unfolds pretty much as you might expect.
I have to admit this is one of the occasional situations where I think “That’s really hot.” And then a few seconds later I think “How screwed up is it that I think this is really hot?”
Not, I hasten to add, that I have a problem with that kind of screwed up. I’m a kinky omnivore, and I’m happy to enjoy whatever seems interesting and exciting to my strange brain. But it does fascinate and puzzle me how my neural pathways ended up wired this particular way.
This sequence of images comes from the Divine Bitches site and features Mistress Sophie Dee. There’s a short free video clip from the session at this page, along with the opportunity to purchase the entire picture set and full length video.
Much as I enjoyed the scene portrayed in my last post, I’d be the first to admit that forced consumption of urine and cigarettes is not going to be to everyone’s taste. So for a change of pace here’s a fun little drawing I stumbled across.
They make a cute couple. Personally I like to imagine that it’s drawn from the perspective of a male slave shackled and caged in a corner of the dungeon. While the mistress plays with her sexy new toy, he’s going to be spending the next few hours in a horrible cramped and uncomfortable position. If he’s lucky he may get to watch, but probably not.
I know Ms Marie has been on the hunt for a female sub to play with. I wish her luck with that. Perhaps one day she’ll be able to post the equivalent image in photographic form from her Sissy’s point of view.
I found this on the snail meilk site, but it’s originally from sal0’s deviant art page. Sadly the rest of his images don’t share this theme.
I found this image on the Superior Women tumblr site accompanied by the following caption.
Remember to hold some in your mouth this time then the cigarette won’t burn you.
This struck me as deliciously evil, and I salute the imagination that came up with that caption. There’s the double degradation of being used as both a urinal and an ashtray, the potential pain of the burn and the predicament of holding the right amount of liquid (without spilling) to minimize it. Not to mention the nicely twisted psychology of the mistress showing concern whilst infliction the suffering. I always enjoy that particular blend of emotional sadism.
Of course if the slave get’s everything right, what’s the end result? A mouth awash in urine and cigarette butts. It’s a fantastically twisted scenario to make that the best case result.
Fans of ball busting may well appreciate the artwork of Knave.
I should also add my thanks once again to Underling for pointing my in the right direction when I first posted some of Knave’s work a few weeks ago.
…both from an economic and kinky perspective. And while the US economy might still be stuck with low inflation in a liquidity trap, Lady Lydia recently demonstrated to me how much fun could be had in the kinky sense with both liquid and inflation.
Yes, as you might have guessed from that slightly clunky introduction, this is another post featuring details from one of my sessions with Lady Lydia. As usual the style of play is one that some people might consider edge-play. In this case it features scrotal inflation, so if that doesn’t sound like something you might want to read about, then I suggest moving along to another post. The images also include close-ups of male genitalia (namely mine), so don’t click on the image links if you’re not prepared for that.
When I first set this session up I hadn’t planned on any kind of inflation play. My only idea had been to do something in her St. George’s chair, which is an item of furniture I always enjoy due to the close face to face interaction that it promotes with the domme. In fact I’d never done any type of inflation before, so when Lydia suggested it during our pre-session chat, I was very intrigued to see how it would play out.
She stared by lashing me to the chair with a several lengths of rope (from Monk), and then giving my chest and nipples a serious working over by way of a warm up. This image shows some of the markings that resulted from the thin whippy cane she used. With my endorphins and adrenalin now pumping nicely, we then moved onto the main event.
The saline she was using came in bottles of 50ml, and she figured that one bottle would be a good volume for my first attempt. The syringe used could hold 3ml at maximum, so the entire bottle took somewhere between 15 and 20 injections (I didn’t keep an exact count). The was relatively little pain around the injections (it was a pretty thin needle) and the inflation itself was also painless. The main impact is a psychological one. The slow drawing of the fluid into the syringe, the finger flick and squirt to remove air bubbles, the careful positioning of the needle and the slow steady pressure as the liquid enters. It creates a really interesting headspace, making me feel like the subject of a medical experiment. Not an important experiment however, just something the scientist thought might be interesting to try out on some helpless victim.
You can see a close-up of the end result in this image. The bulk of the injections were performed at the base of the scrotum, where a drop of blood is visible in the image. The liquid on the shaft of the cock is not saline, but drool as a result of the ballgag+harness she’d wrapped around my head. There’s another close-up image available here that shows the results from a slightly different angle. The vicious little plastic clips were Lydia’s way of adding some more pain into the scene. Finally, this shot shows a little more of the entire set-up (apologies for the camera phone quality).
There was no discomfort at any point from the inflation itself, just a feeling of heaviness and fullness. And the liquid was pretty quickly absorbed, with everything back to normal by the next morning. It’s something I’d definitely enjoy doing again, although I think the way it’s done is quite important to the headspace it creates. For example, doing it when you couldn’t see properly what was happening would probably be fairly dull. By itself it’s not a particularly painful or uncomfortable sensation (at least in the saline volumes we used), so it needs a little theater to create the right psychological effect. Of course on this occasion I was fortunate enough to get to watch the wonderful Lady Lydia at work in close-up, so there was no lack of theater, and plenty of other torments to make me scream!
I’ve made a number of updates to the site.
Over on the Femdom Image page I’ve added five new links: dommepics, Awesome Femdom, Erotic Haecceities, Her Dominion and Chastity Tigger. I also deleted a couple of sites that appeared to be dead.
On the Femdom Fiction page I added two new links. One to to Understories, a collection of BDSM themed stories, and one to the descriptively named Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive.
Finally, I’ve added a link to Mistress Milliscent’s blog over to the right on my pro-domme blogroll. She’s from the same part of the world I’m in (Seattle area), and writes on a wide variety of topics, not just the standard kink themes common on other pro-domme blogs.
Image is originally from Noemis World, but found on the humbly titled Awesome Femdom tumblr site. If you’re into feet or foot worship then you might like this particular tumblr, as its femdom material is heavily skewed in that direction.
My earlier post on biting got my hunting for some related images, and here’s the result. I was writing earlier about the fine balance between sensuality and sadism that biting creates. I think this effect is even more magnified when it comes to biting on the cock or balls. It’s so close to a supremely pleasurable sexual act, but it’s also so easy to painfully bite down into that tender delicate flesh.
I actually had a third image to share, that I found on Wonton Art. It’s a piece of artwork, along the same lines as these two images. However, where I find these are erotic and sexy, the artwork is a little more disturbing. I therefore omitted from the front page. If you’re interested and feeling brave, it’s available here. It makes me wince, and I have a pretty high tolerance for these kind of things.
