Decision time

This image reminded me of those lovely moments in a scene where I’m not sure exactly which way it’s going to go. Is she going to be nice? Or is she going to be nasty? And if she’s nasty, is it going to be the playful variety or the kind that’ll have me admiring the bruises for days? What makes those moments so lovely is that I’m never sure exactly what I really want. My brain and cock are normally pulling for team nice, but some deep dark part of me is usually in the background murmuring “Go on. Do it. Fuck him up. Make it hurt.”

Decision Time

I found the image on the Femdom Chronicles tumblr. It’s originally from the Men in Pain site.

Keep it complicated

There’s a class of people who see every activity as a competitive event. There’s a right way and a wrong way, and they’ll be very happy to loudly tell everyone which is which. These people are annoying. There’s a further sub-class of them who insist that only the simplest most straightforward things can be right. Dinner should be steak, drinks should be beer or unadulterated spirits and sex should be good old PIV fucking. Anyone making life more complicated than this is pretentious, weird and fussy. I find these people incredibly annoying.

Variety in life is a wonderful thing. Both simple and fancy have their place. I personally hate discovering that I don’t like something. I feel like I’m missing out on a pleasure others get to enjoy. Anytime I see some incredibly elaborate kinky set-up I don’t think ‘Wow, that’s so unnecessary.’ I think ‘Fuck yeah! Go for it.’ I’m always happy to see someone doing something above and beyond, even when it’s not my personal kink.

Take for example this article in Serious Bondage and the scene in the image below. This has Mumman trapped in a small cell set into a deck, wearing a leather armbinder, a chastity device and a tight gasmask. Mme Suzanne is blowing smoke into the breathing tube and pulling the string attached to the chastity device. That’s not a set-up that I’d personally enjoy or want to try, but I love the fact there are people passionate enough to set these kind of scenes up. Sex is a hugely important part of life, yet as a culture we often seem to frown on people who invest major effort and time into their fantasies. We should be celebrating their effort and inventiveness.

Mumman and Mme Suzanne

Never interview naked

I thought this was an interesting article on how we intellectually react to an image of someone naked. The simplistic view is that we objectify them, treating them as less than human. The article claims that it’s more complicated than that, and that while we do consider them less intelligent, we also think they’re more sensitive.

In one experiment … the photo showed either just the head or also the shirtless torso. When presented shirtless, targets were seen as having less competence. This is just what you might expect from research on objectification: we’re easily induced to see others as mere objects, pieces of meat without thoughts of their own. But it wasn’t that simple. Shirtless targets weren’t seen as devoid of all thought. They were actually seen as being more capable of emotions and sensations than their less exposed selves. They didn’t have less mental life but a different mental life.

They even used Timothy Greenfield-Sanders Porn-Star Portraits book in one experiment and found that varying the sexuality of the pose simply moved people along the lower-competence/higher-sensitivity curve. True objectification never actually occurred.

Given that all the personal images posted on this blog feature a naked me, I can only assume my readers think I’m a delicate and emotional creature, who is thicker than a whale omelette. This also has interesting implications for the CFNM fetish. Often that’s treated as a power dynamic or a humiliation scene. I now wonder if there’s also a degree of subconscious role reversal in it for some men. Cultural cliches categorize women as emotional and men as intellectual.  Based on the above finding, CFNM images would reverse that broken stereotype.

Walkies!

I thought this image (found on homer’s blog) was an appropriate one to use for a couple of reasons. Firstly, it’s obviously a CFNM shot. But it’s also an animal roleplay, and that seems to align with the intellectual/sensitive split. We don’t think of animals as competent. Nobody expects their dog to balance the household accounts or fix that leaky tap in the guest bathroom. But we do assign a lot of emotional attributes to pets. Dogs are seen as particularly dumb but sensitive, which is apparently much like our views on naked humans.

Life lessons

I learned an important lesson today – never fly close to a holiday weekend if you can possibly avoid it. Based on the number of infants on the plane I was on, Monday is obviously a popular day for families to return home after Thanksgiving. I counted 6 toddlers and babies just in the few rows of seats around me. I might be a masochist, but being stuck at 30,000 feet with a gaggle of screaming kids is a level of torment too far. Beat me. Burn me. Bind Me. Fuck me. Just don’t make me sit in coach with unhappy children. I tried to safeword out, but the stewardess obviously didn’t understand me when I kept shouting ‘Red! Red!’

Anyway, as that introduction may have suggested, I’m on vacation again. This time down in Los Angeles hoping to catch some warm weather, good food and kinky fun. So far this place has delivered on the amazing food, and hopefully it’s just a matter of time for the other two. As usual while I’m on vacation, blogging may be a touch erratic, so apologies in advance for that.

I’m not aware of any airline based femdom, so instead I’ll go with the food theme. I found this image (or a version of it) via another of the new blogs from yesterday – Domination on My terms.

Cooking

Two smiles (probably)

Here’s an image to complete a trio of posts featuring smiles. Admittedly in this case I can only see her smile. His expression is a more than a little obscured. However, I’m going to guess he might be smiling. I certainly would be if presented with that particular view of Lady Natalie Black.

Lady Natalie Black with hooded slave

This rather well color coordinated image features the aforementioned Lady Natalie Black and was shot for the Kinky Mistresses site. I found it on the Mask tumblr.

Spanking smiles

This is a little less explicit than yesterdays image, but broad smiles are a continuing theme. Personally I always find spanking a very playful activity, so smiles are definitely a part of my spanking scenes. I’m not really sure why that is. After all, it is an activity that has a close cultural association with punishment and childhood misbehavior. Those aren’t typical things that suggests lighthearted giggles. Perhaps it’s that contrast between a childhood activity being done by full grown adults that makes me smile.

Spanking Smiles

This is originally from the Mean Dungeon site. I found it via A Showcase of Male Submissives tumblr.

Stuffing

It is the Thanksgiving holiday here in the US. As an Englishman I didn’t grow up with it, so I don’t have the emotional connection with it that a lot of my American friends do. However, I’m always happy to adopt a holiday that involves time off work, hanging out with friends and eating lots of food. You can keep any traditions that involve penance, sacrifice or fasting, but consider me an honorary whatever if you’ve got something to celebrate that involves silverware and decanters.

As far as Thanksgiving goes, stuffing seems to be a big component. First the turkey gets stuffed. Then everyone stuffs themselves with turkey. There’s lots of things being shoved into other things. So with that in mind, here’s my thanksgiving image. It’s not exactly what the pilgrims got up to (although they possibly had a kinky side), but it definitely captures the spirit of stuffing things. The two expressions on display are great. His is pretty much what I’d expect for someone in that position, but hers does not look like that of someone wrist deep in a rectum. Possibly she lost a ring last time she tried this, and has just located it again?

Fisting

The image is originally from the Strapon Slaves site.

Asymmetry

Is it just me, or are other people’s nipples asymmetric? I’m not talking about appearance or location, but sensitivity. I did a scene with Lydia tonight and it was very clear that my right side was way more sensitive than the left. She had various needles and clips in place and was whacking them with a short leather strap. One at a time, back and forth, alternating left and right. I didn’t actually tell her that one hurt more than the other, but she could easily tell from the volume of my groans. It began to feel a bit like a scientific experiment, and I could almost see her thinking – “Hmmm. Interesting. Left nipple. Not to loud. Now right nipple. Wow. Big response. I better just test that again to be sure…”

I don’t know if the gentleman below is particular sensitive on his left side, but the need for the gag would indicate she’s getting a pretty good response from that nipple.

Nipple Torture

I found the image on The Velvet Underground (aka bound by a butterfly) tumblr. I’m afraid I can’t locate an original attribution.

Claws concluded

To finish my little trio of posts on claws, here’s Goddess Kyaa having fun with them and a delicate part of the male anatomy. They certainly seem to be putting a big smile on her face.

Alternatively, if you like combining fashion and art with your kink, then these claws from Danielle Nicole Hills might be worth looking for. At $200 each ($900 for the set) they’re not exactly cheap, but they do look quite striking.

Domme Kyaa

More claws

Continuing the claw theme, here’s an image from Mistress Eve. Her gloves aren’t quite as sophisticated or visually appealing as those in yesterday’s post, but I’m guessing to anyone on the receiving end, that’s a moot point. Sharp and pointy is all that matters when you’re feeling the effects. And they do have a nice vampiric look to them. The early depiction of vampires in movies tended towards animalistic talons like these. The suave Dracula with the twinkling eyes and natty line in capes came much later.

Talons