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Tenderness

Here’s another piece of artwork that caught my eye, with once again a distinct shift in style and color from the previous days post.

The depiction of a submissive wearing a chastity device while simultaneously being penetrated by a strap-on is a fairly commonly one. The additional emphasis it places on the dominants sexual control and power has an obvious appeal. However, this image struck me as showing an usually tender scene. Despite the manacles, fetish wear and padlocked cock cage, there’s a real sense of tenderness and vulnerability. She looks like she’s more likely to whisper sweet nothings in his ear than call him a slut. Which I personally think would be a definite improvement from the usual cliched domme pillow talk that often gets scripted in these scenarios.

I found this on the True Servitude tumblr site, which contains a lot of hentai images of various fetishes

Warmth

Here’s an image chosen to very deliberately contrast with yesterday’s post. While that was all blacks and greys, this has a real sense of warmth and happiness. The artist hasn’t used a bright vivid palette but there’s a rich earthy feel to it. I like her smile and the way he’s hugging a pillow for comfort.

I’m afraid I don’t know the painter, but I do feel like I should know. I found it on the Women Supremacy tumblr site.

Brutality

I’m a little conflicted about this image. There’s a dark undercurrent to it that I find a little disconcerting, although I’m not sure I can put my finger on exactly why that is. Although I’ve posted other images with far more extreme pain and punishment play, this one feels oddly brutal to me.

That said, he’s clearly not too upset about the situation. And I do like the confident way she standing there – naked, aggressive and powerful. She has no need of any fetishist clothing to emphasize her status. The definition of ‘brute’ is of a ‘savage violent person’ and I think that description fits nicely.

I’m afraid I don’t know the original source for the image. I found it on the Undiscovered Limits tumblr site.

Adding a little realism to medical play

I had an interesting day today, as it featured a minor medical procedure. My back has been giving me grief for a few months now, although nothing painful enough to stop me working or playing. Its just been an ongoing discomfort that’s more annoying than anything else. Physical therapy helped but didn’t fix it, so today I went for a steroid shot into the spine. It’s no big deal, I was in and out in a couple of hours, but it did involve multiple injections, fitting an IV tap into my arm and wearing a silly backless hospital gown. Not to mention being bossed around by multiple nurses (all female) and a doctor (also female) in the hospital surgical unit.

This was the first time I’ve been involved in any kind of medical treatment in years, and the first time I’ve had real injections since I got physically involved in kink. In the last few years I’ve had hundreds of needles shoved into all sorts of tender spots, and documented a few of them on this blog (as listed in this post). I was therefore pretty blasé beforehand about the whole thing. Unfortunately the BDSM experience turned out to be less helpful than I thought. Without the erotic subtext it’s a very different experience. And the added uncertainty around the success (or not) of the whole thing doesn’t help matters. Nothing was particularly painful, but the discomfort level was still how I remember it from before kink.

I did consider trying to fantasize an erotic component to make use of my personal pain relief mechanism. After all my doctor is intelligent, attractive and forceful. Those are all very appealing qualities. Unfortunately those skimpy hospital gowns don’t leave much to the imagination. It seemed like it might be a fine line to walk between just enough fantasy to help out but not so much so as to cause a major talking point for the nurses afterwards. I didn’t fancy trying to explain that I was temporarily immobilized on the surgical table because I’d been imagining the anesthesiologist knocking me out by sitting on my face. I have to think that sexually harassing people in charge of injecting things into your spine is not a good survival trait.

Anyway, in honor of my little excursion today, here’s some medical femdom. A disturbing but strangely attractive image.

I found this on The Room of a Domme blog (Japanese language).

Combo Deal

Here’s a lucky submissive getting a three for one combo deal, with bondage, hot wax and strap-on play all served up simultaneously. I believe that’s the beautiful Mistress Jayden wielding the wax and sporting the strap-on.

Personally I’ve found hot wax play to be kind of relaxing, a little like a massage treatment. Once I calibrate myself to the initial sharp pain of the drips, the trickling warmth can be soothing. The subsequent scraping it off of hairy skin with a large blunt knife, less so.

This is from the K is for Kink site.

Where’s Waldo?

In my femdom artist gallery, that’s where.

I know. I know. Lazy, cheezy title. But sadly I couldn’t resist such an obvious hook. His work has been widely published on the web (including a past post here before I knew who it was), but hopefully he’ll be a new and interesting discovery for at least some readers.

He’s gagging for it

Here’s a nice sequence of images featuring a rather novel type of gag or mouth spreader. I’ve enjoyed playing with O-ring gags and Whitehead gags in the past, but never one that looks like this. With sufficient spring force it looks like it’d be quite painful, as it’d pull at the corner of the mouth. Although without any straps to hold it, I do wonder how firmly it’ll stay in place.

I found these on the Gorean Kajirus tumblr site.

A chance for a flutter on the gee-gee’s

While I’m on record as not being a big pony play fan, I did like the level of fine detail in this drawing. The artist is Ironwood and he’s really put a lot of thought into those outfits. I think it’s from a series entitled ‘Spanish Leather’ but I haven’t managed to track down the complete sequence of drawings from it yet. Oh, and for anyone wondering about the post title, it’s old British slang for betting on horses. My money would be on the one on the right, he looks a little more lively and his rider a touch more lithe.

Communication Skills

Being a good submissive masochist is a lot harder than I ever thought it would be. Back in the days when it was all still fantasy I assumed you just did what you were told and cried uncle (or pineapple or your safeword of choice) if it hurt too much. The reality turns out to be a little trickier than that.

One of the skills I’ve slowly acquired over the last few years is figuring out when to step outside a scene to communicate additional information. When I started this always felt like a very bad thing to do. The perfect submissive shouldn’t suffer from cramps, or pinching ropes, or panic attacks. It was a sign of weakness or failure if I did. Fortunately I’ve since learnt and been taught (by some great dommes) that this is a fairly naive point of view. The goal is intentional controlled pain. Not random stuff that the domme doesn’t even know about. To remain focused and to get into the right headspace requires good communication, allowing the domme to remove unintended distractions. A few minutes to adjust a rope or flex a limb can make the world of difference to the overall success of a scene.

Ironically one of things I’ve never needed to do is to stop a scene because it hurt too much. This certainly isn’t due to any great fortitude on my part. Instead it’s a tribute to the skill and judgement of the dommes I’ve played with. The closest I ever got to it was when paying with clover clamps, like the one in the image below. In that case Lady Lydia had dabbed a decent amount of icy/hot onto both clamps before applying them and then tying them off taut. The combination of the chemicals and the clamps was intense, and there was a short period where it almost seemed too much. Fortunately I was so surprised at the idea of actually having to say something that it distracted me long enough for the pain to become manageable. In hindsight it was a little like learning to fly HHGTTG style. I was so surprised at how much it hurt I forgot to actually be hurt. A neat trick when you can pull it off.

I found this image on the Superior Femme tumblr site.

Inspiring a little creativity

There was a study in the news recently that claimed that negative feedback would inspire more creativity than positive feedback. Those given positive feedback during a task felt better at the end of it but created less interesting work as a result.

If that’s the case then the gentleman below better prepare for a burst of creativity. I have a feeling she’s planning to inspire him. Somebody should push a paintbrush into his hand.

Of course it’s quite likely he’s a masochist, and will enjoy it. Which I guess would make him less creative. Hmmm. These things always end up more complicated than you expect.

I found this on the Kinky Games tumblr site. The watermark URL doesn’t go anywhere interesting, but I assume it must be something to do with this site originally.