The beauty of dominant women
Looks like an unwise comment may have escaped the lips of the gentleman holding his bottom. That is a fierce, severe and simultaneously wonderful look. I predict more spanking in his future. Which is probably just as well, because that doesn’t look like a particularly reddened pair of cheeks.
I found this on the fd marriage tumblr site. I’m afraid I don’t have an original attribution.
There’s an awful lot of M/f Japanese bondage artwork available, but the F/m dynamic seems to be far less common. I came across this one originally on homer’s blog and then tracked down another source for him at the Mistress Fantasy blog. The artist is Akira Kito (1925-1994) and his work seems to be done in a traditional style, whilst incorporating some very explicit activity.
Servitor is the master of the captioned image, and this photograph (along with the post title) is stolen from one of his recent posts. I enjoyed all the images and captions in the post, but this one particularly caught my eye. There are a lot of things to appreciate in it – the metal penis stocks, the cane stripe marks, her tight leather pants – but what grabbed me was the draped jacket.
I always have fun mentally deconstructing a session after the event itself. I like to exactly understand how the domme manipulated me. A really great domme doesn’t simply string arbitrary activities together. Instead she builds a session layer on layer, making activities work together to create the right head space. In this case the jacket achieves three different effects. Firstly, it’s objectifying, making him into a simple pole to hang her clothes on. She doesn’t need to see him because his face isn’t important. Secondly, it creates sensory deprivation. His sight is removed and his hearing diminished. His focus is inevitably moved to his other senses. Finally, it’s a way of bringing him closer to her. Her scent is in the jacket. It may even still be warm from her body. He’s surrounded by her, diminished by her and focused on her. That’s a really smart bit of domination, achieved simply by hanging a jacket.
After the nipples and the cock of the last couple of posts, we get to the balls. In this case a pair of nicely squeezed balls. She certainly seems happy with her handful. Hopefully she has a hairbrush or rod in her other hand that can be judiciously applied.
This is another image I found on the cock torture tumblr site. I’m afraid I don’t have an original attribution.
Moving down from the nipple torture in yesterday’s post, we arrive at the cock. In this case a cock firmly gripped in a set of stocks, and about to get what appears to be a serious piece of metal shoved into it. I normally find sounding erotic rather than tortuous, with a very pleasurable frisson created as the sound slips gently into place. However, in this case it looks like the stretching involved might smart a little. She’s probably not going to strike oil, but she may encounter and rich seam of screams.
I found this on the cock torture tumblr site. It’s originally from Club Dom.
Oh, and for anyone wondering about the title of this post, it’s something that has entered the US political lexicon in recent years.
Here’s another pair of images from a Japanese femdom blog. These are from the kazowk88 blog and were obviously shot a little more recently than the vintage images from a couple of days ago.
I’m not entirely familiar with the equipment, but it looks like some sort of suction pump that’s being used to stretch his nipples in the first shot. Then in the second shot she appears to have placed an elasticator around the stretched nipple, holding it engorged and taut. That may hurt a little when it’s in place, but I’m guessing it’ll be agony when it comes off.
I do like the casually dangling cigarette. It makes me think of a mechanic or workman going about a job, and adds a nice hint of objectification.
HMP over at Her Majesty’s Plaything pointed me at an interesting thread over on Max Fisch’s forum. The initial posting by Miss Darcy was mainly about submissives over-committing and going too far in trying to please. But it then evolved into a discussion about drama, emotional involvement and boundary management with Miss Darcy, Irene Boss and alx. The relevant posts are here, then here, then here, and…well you can probably figure the rest out.
HMP’s original post quoted at length from the thread, and I don’t want to simply repeat his post. Instead I want to pick out a particular aspect of the play they’re talking about.
Moths to the flame, they will be attracted to the scenes that upset them the most. It’s just the nature of things when emotional masochism is part of a person’s psycho sexual makeup. Unfortunately if you are going to practice within the extremes you can expect this behavior to continue
Irene Boss…..forced bi, cuckolding, and full toilet are three of my favorite things. With my emphasis on humiliation and mind control I seem to both attract and be attracted to the delicate, fascinating psyches of slaves, some of whom inevitably gravitate towards emotional masochism. It is the psychological play that grips me, and in some ways I think that is the most dangerous kinky activity out there.
Miss Darcy
It seems strange, but I realized as I was reading this, that I’d never really thought about emotional masochism. I’d only ever thought about it as a physical concept. This is no doubt because that’s the way I’m wired. Any anger, insults or humiliation in a scene really kills the mood for me. Cruelty and objectification are great, but being insulted quickly pulls me out of submissive mode and into ‘Who the hell do you think you are?’ mode. However, regardless of my personal wiring, in hindsight it seems pretty odd that in years of thinking about femdom I’d never really pondered emotional masochism.
Now I do come to think about, I realize how incredibly difficult it must be to explore, on both side of the D/s equation. When I play the thing I’m trying to ultimately optimize, my emotional state, is not the thing that’s being directly messed with. A great session might be very cathartic and leave me emotionally on a high, but it’s not always necessary to get there. I can just have a good session and end up feeling happy and lightly buzzed. In contrast emotional play seems far more risky and volatile. It could be fantastic if you have a cathartic breakthrough, but terrible if you don’t reach that tipping point. To use a slightly odd but apt analogy, it seems a little like flying from an aircraft carrier. Once you commit to it there’s either going to be a plane in the air or a big expensive splash. There’s no middle ground.
The other thing that struck me was how differently the same activities can be viewed. For example, Miss Darcy talks about cuckolding as an example of emotional masochism. I find cuckolding an intriguing idea, although I’ve not had the chance to experience it. But if I was to do it, I’d always think about it in the context of tease and denial. A case of – “He gets to enjoy the greatest pleasure while you’re frustrated.” I could never do it as – “You’re not enough of a man so I need this guy to satisfy me.” That would just be annoying, and life is already too full of annoying things.
Similarly any forced-bi play would have to be in the context of a hot sexual scene enabling her pleasure. Doing it as a kind of punishment or humiliation would just seem weird to me.
I guess I can be grateful that, through no skill of my own, I got lucky in the nature/nurture dice game that molds our kinks. Physical masochism just leaves me with some odd marks to explain. I don’t have to risk an emotional rollercoaster or a nervous breakdown each time I play.
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I’m typically not a fan of animated gifs on my front page. The constant flickering motion is distracting and aesthetically displeasing. They also make the page slow to load and burn big chunks of my bandwidth. However, they can also be kind of fun. They’re ideally suited for endless teasing shots where final satisfaction is never quite achieved.
To square this particular circle I’m going to publish static stills that link to the relevant tumbr posts with the full gif. So just click on the images below to see the animated originals. I particularly like the middle/left shot with the dripping cock. She looks delighted with her leaky toy.
I spend some of this weekend ambling around various Japanese femdom blogs. It’s pretty hard for me to understand the text, even with the help of online translation tools, but images are a universal communication medium.
The two shown below are part of a set that I found on homer’s blog. As far as I can tell from his text it was shot in 1963 and the mistress/model was Keiko Otsuka. I think it’s a beautiful set of images. For a posed set of of shots it has quite a naturalistic feel, with just the rope and their semi-naked bodies. There’s no excessive fetish elements or exaggerated posturing. Just some tight bondage and a nice D/s dynamic. The bondage is also strikingly rigorous and efficient compared to the ‘3 lengths of clothesline draped vaguely over a limb’ style that was common in US bondage porn of that era.
Two slices in time capturing two great expressions here. I’m not sure if she’s just teasing him, ruining the orgasm or simply enjoying the moment. Either way, it looks like a lot of fun.
I found this on the ‘sex is not the enemy‘ tumblr site. It’s originally from this Divine Bitches shoot (note not my promo code – I simply took the link from the tumblr posting).
