Oxygen is for losers

I had an amazing few hours with Lady Lydia earlier this evening. I spent most of it floating around in subspace, just a big puddle of relaxed submission. She used a variety of tools to get me there, including a leather straightjacket, needles, a ball clamp, a crop and a pair of chopsticks. However, the most devilish tool of all was a simple piece of plastic wrap. Draped over my face it slowly got warmer and stickier, dragged closer with each intake of breath. Careful regulation of breathing helped prevent it closing off the air supply entirely, but it’s tough to breath slowly when somebody is trying to pull your nipple off with a pair of chopsticks. Or slapping a crop across a few carefully positioned needles. The natural tendency is to moan and suck in a big lungful of air. At which point the plastic does its best impression of an alien facehugger, and suddenly oxygen has become a scarce commodity.

We were far too involved in the unfolding scene to snap photographs. Which may come as a relief to those of you out there with a low tolerance for skinny naked British guys in your daily blog material. However, as an alternative I found this infinitely more visually appealing shot of Lydia from her visit to OWK. In this case the plastic wrap is being used for bondage rather than breathplay purposes, but the limited availability of oxygen is a common theme.

Lady Lydia at OWKI found the image in this free gallery on the OWK cinema site. You can also buy the DVD of the entire session from Lydia herself.

Please stand by…we’re experiencing technical difficulties…

The more eagle eyed of my regular readers may have spotted a lack of blogroll to the right. Unfortunately, after many months of successful and trouble free web serving, my hosting company appears to have encountered some gremlins. And then fed them after dark. And got them wet. I can only hope their data center isn’t currently hosting an extravagant musical number as I type.

To populate the blogroll I need to be able to pull in RSS feeds to read their latest posts. And right now the hosting service won’t let me make any outgoing connections. Hence, no blogroll. It’ll return just as soon as we figure out what’s going on.

In the meantime here’s a little glimpse of heaven by way of apology. It’s the very beautiful Justine Joli, photographed by Steve Diet Goedde.

Updated : Looks like the gremlins have been zapped and the service has returned to life. Normal blogroll service has been resumed and we apologize for the interruption.

Justine Joli, Los Angeles 2006

A trip to see Domina Yuki

A couple of months ago I posted some shots of an interrogation scene featuring Domina Yuki. At the time I commented I was heading down to the bay area later in the year and was hoping to get a chance to see her in person. Well that chance arrived last week, and I had a couple of hugely enjoyable sessions in her San Francisco play space. Given we were just getting to know each other, and exploring numerous activities, we didn’t stop for lots of photographs. However, we did break once to snap a shot of a piercing she particularly enjoyed. I’ll warn you ahead of time – it’s a close-up of a genital piercing, with the skin folded in kind of an unusual way. Should that sound like something you might want to look at, the link is here.

Of course I can’t let a post referencing the beautiful Domina Yuki go by with a close-up of my cock as the only photograph around. That would be a missed opportunity of almost criminal proportions. So here she is in an image I lifted from her tumblr site.

Domina YukiI wrote up a review of my sessions over at the Max Fisch forums. And should you be interested in seeing her yourself, her session request form is here.

Whap!

I have a love hate relationship with CBT. Specifically I hate the B and love the C. The cock seems to have very proportional pain sensors, so it’s possible to build the sensations in a manageable way. In contrast the balls go through nothing…nothing…nothing….oh my god that hurts….please please stop.

This is a very compelling image. The latex catsuit is hot. The dynamic nature of the shot, with the descending crop, is great. And the bruised swollen balls, held in place by a humbler, are very attractive (in a strange BDSM sense). The only thing I don’t like is when I project myself into this situation. Because then I picture myself screaming like a stuck pig. And that’s minus several million points on the submissive scoring scale.

Ball Torture

Too Fabulous?

Mistress Servalan recently posed a question I never expected to see from a pro-domme: Do I look too good in this shot?

The crux of the issue was truth in advertising. Should she pick the absolutely best shot of herself in the expectation it’ll attract more clients? Or should she pick more average shots in order to set realistic expectations for when people meet her in the less than perfect reality that exists outside the photographers studio?

The question itself struck me as a mildly interesting one. But I was even more interested it what it said about the person asking it. In a marketplace where stolen photographs and heavy photoshopping is common, here’s someone who is concerned she might appear dishonest by posting a genuine unedited photograph. That’s the kind of person I’d feel safe in entrusting with my physical welfare in intense situations (if only I lived somewhere vaguely close to Sidney, Australia).

Of course, after all this build up, I feel posting the image in question is only fair. My personal opinion is that yes, she does look absolutely fabulous, but it’s perfectly fair to post it on her site. Any idiot who’d walk away from a session with her is probably someone she can do without.

Mistress Servalan

Three new blogs

I’ve added the following three blogs to my blogroll over on the right.

Mistress160’s Abode is run by a lifestyle dominant and documents her ongoing D/s relationship with her husband Sol. There’s a wealth of information there, covering everything from getting started in BDSM to more extreme edge play. I particularly enjoyed her very lengthy description of a chemical play session she’d organized, which has inspired me to try something similar in the near future. That also happens to be the post that led me to Mistress160’s blog in the first place, thanks to the miracle of referral logs and her link to an old post of mine.

The Fetish Furniture Factory is managed by Vanessa Chaland and features a large amount of queening and cuckolding. She also describes the custom furniture that she designs and modifies specifically for those acts. The one based around a Sardax drawing looked fairly ingenious, and was even appreciated by the great man himself.

Finally, last but certainly not least, is Sexonomics, a new blog by Brooke Magnanti aka Belle de Jour. As its name suggests, she intends to focus on social and political issues relating to sex. It’s still early days for the blog, but given how much I enjoyed her writing as Belle, I have high hopes for this one. As I alluded to in my earlier post on ‘Women and porn‘, I’m very grateful to intelligent sex positive people who can reach out and confront some of the lazy stereotyping that passes for analysis of sexual issues in the mainstream media.

Billy Piper from 'Secret diary of a call girl' in dominatrix outfitThe image is of Billy Piper playing Belle de Jour in the television version of ‘The secret diary of a call girl’. Which I admit is a bit of a loose connection to the blogs themselves, but it seemed a shame to mention Belle and not take the chance to post it.

Urinal Hood

This is a deliciously degrading hood. The anonymity of the hood, combined with an open mouth gag and liquid catching trough must make for a very objectifying and dehumanizing experience. I may have to break out a credit card.

Urinal HoodIt’s available at the Mr. S Leather site. Not exactly a cheap toy at almost $300 however. I discovered it thanks Mistress Sade’s blog. She seems pretty taken by it.

A shiver up the spine

The tag line for this blog is ‘The beauty of dominant women.’ I like to think that I interpret the idea of this beauty in the broadest possible way. It might be an attitude, an action or an emotion that I find beautiful. And when I started this blog I deliberately set out to avoid making each post an endless succession of hot women in exciting fetish gear. However, sometimes a post of straightforward physical perfection is exactly what’s called for.

I know a lot of people will see this and be captivated by the rather tight dress and her impressive chest. Both of which are very nice. But as usual for me, it’s her face, her stare and in particular her eyes that make this image work. Even now, after having looked at it numerous times, it still gives me a frisson, a delicious shiver up my spine.

Image from Fetish Boudoir by Josselin GuichardThis is taken from the Fetish Boudoir site. The model is called Kay and the photographer/designer is Josselin Guichard. The skirt and top are available for purchase, as are signed prints of the photograph.

Smouldering Look

Smoking is a disgusting habit. Bad for your health. Your clothes. Your breath. And bad for everyone around you. If only it wasn’t so easy to make it look so damn cool.

SmokingI found this on the ‘weird things that turn me on‘ tumblr site. Although I feel the site owner should really revisit that title. There are certainly a lot of posts that might succeed in turning someone on. But I don’t think there are a lot in the weird category, at least by my possibly warped standards. Although this one does pose an obvious exception to that.

Well dressed domme

There’s a lot of fetish clothing cliches in this shot. The boots, the tight pants, the crop tucked under one arm, the authoritarian cap. But somehow it all just works. I think that’s mostly because she looks just so damn smart and composed. The fact she’s not staring into the camera with the quintessential dominatrix camera sneer is also a big plus.

Found originally on the Miss and Pet tumblr site.