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Kinkyversary

Today is a significant date for me. It’s exactly 10 years to the day from my very first session with a pro-domme. Which means it’s exactly 10 years from my first shared kinky experience and my first physical exploration of BDSM.

I wrote about the causative event for this a few weeks back. Despite the fact I made a decision to see a pro-domme before Christmas 2009, the anal retentive researcher that shares my brain took several weeks to figure out exactly who that should be. The final recommendation from my internal librarian was Lady Lydia McLane. I think a big part of that was the easy contact form she had on her website that simply allowed me to tick activity boxes rather than writing scary words in an email. The fact she was a stunningly attractive redhead might also have played a small part in the process. It turned out to be an inspired choice. I couldn’t have asked for a better person to guide me on the start of my kinky journey.

Lady Lydia has been retired for some years now. Her playspace, where I experienced so many of my kinky firsts, was razed and turned into condos. Such is the story of Seattle over the last decade. However, it did seem appropriate that I celebrated my kinkyversary tonight with another amazing Seattle domme – Savannah Sly. I hadn’t particularly planned to session on this specific date, but it ended up feeling appropriate that I did so. Particularly because we were playing in the same neighborhood, and I parked in almost exactly the same spot I did back on January 28th 2010.

My first session consisted mostly of a simple caning. Tonight’s also featured the heavy use of a cane, but Savannah also added paddles, staples, needles, electricity and breathplay into the mix. My kinky appetites have expanded somewhat over the last decade. What hasn’t changed is the joy each session brings me and the gratitude I feel to the dommes involved. They’ve literally changed my life.

I’m sure I’ll have more thoughts on my kinky journey to share in subsequent posts. In the meantime I’ll leave you with a shot of Lady Lydia that captures the essence of her play. Astonishingly beautiful, intensely sadistic and so happy in the moment.

This is Lady Lydia shooting for kink.com with EuroSex back in 2007.

Warning Signs

Apologies for the lack of an update yesterday. This was due to me being collapsed on my couch in a post session haze of endorphins. I had my first session of 2020 yesterday, and Savannah Sly made it a highly memorable one. 

There are two key warning signs that something particularly painful is about to happen when playing. The first is if the domme briefly disappears to find a specific toy and reemerges with a particularly gleeful expression. Whatever she has found will not go well for you. The second sign is if she starts to do something, then pauses, and decides she needs to muffle your moans before proceeding. She might be concerned about the neighbors, but you should be more concerned with what’s about to happen to your delicate parts.

In the case of our session yesterday, the toy in question was Savannah’s medical stapler and (equally important) the staple removal tool. The muffling was required when she decided to apply it to the tip of the cock. Right over the urethral opening. Ouchy.

Here’s a different medical scene showing one of the more fun ways to muffle a patient’s screams. This is of course by the artist Rubex.

Floaty

A short post tonight. I’m still floating from Savannah Sly sticking a bunch of needles into me and calling me ‘a good boy’. Clothespins, electricity and breathplay may also have been involved. I’ve now got the kind of post session buzz going where I periodically pause whatever I’m doing, reflect on the night and smile to myself.

I’ll also add that while I’ve played with a lot of fancy BDSM furniture over the years, there’s something to be said for a simple padded table with a heated pad on it. It makes for a nice contrast to have one side of the body toasty, warm and comfortable while terribly painful things are happening to the other side. One might as well be comfortable while one is tortured.

This very sexy shot of Savannah is from her twitter feed. If you’d like to see more from her, she also has an OnlyFans you can follow.

More Chicago Hijinks

As I’ve written in the past, I like to mix up my kinky play when travelling. I want to play with people I know to continue to build a rapport, but also play with people I’ve not met before to explore new dynamics and expand my kinky horizons. It’s not an algorithm that scales all that well, but it is fun to try.

For my recent Chicago trip, in the former category was Mistress Mara Mayhem, who I’ve known since 2016. In the latter category I was lucky enough to get some time with Olivia Black. She has an outstanding reputation as a talented and creative domme. After doing just one session with her, I can say that it’s thoroughly deserved.

We did a nice mix of caning, bondage and torturing my delicate parts (TDP), all delivered with the kind of caring sensual sadism that really pushes my buttons. I particularly enjoyed the trick of leaning in for a hug after attaching clothespins to my chest. There’s something attractively devilish about using a moment of closeness and contact to spike the pain levels by dragging against the pins. It’s a heady mix of pain and pleasure, where the boundaries between the two become very blurred.

This is Olivia Black shot by photographer Alejandra Gguerrero. If you’re in the Chicago area and interested in scheduling a session, you can find Olivia’s professional site here.  Her instagram is available here.

A Session with Empress Wu

My final kinky experience of my NYC trip was a session with Empress Wu. We had not played together before, so this was a getting to know each other exploratory scene. I’m always a fan of easing into new dynamics rather than trying to bounce off limits in the first hour or two. I’d rather leave buzzed, floaty and imaging how we could evolve in the future, rather than staggering out shell-shocked and wandering what the hell just happened.

One of the nice things about being somewhat omnivorous in my kinky appetites, and being lucky enough to play with different dommes, is the opportunity to do different types of scenes. I always try to skew towards activities dommes call out as favorites, and in Empress Wu’s case this gave us a really fun scene heavy in spitting, pissing, scentplay, breathplay, gagging and CBT. As a general rule, letting a domme riff on some of her preferred activities is never bad way to do a first scene, and that was certainly true here. It was a great scene and an ideal way to end my NYC trip.

One particularly interesting aspect was the breathplay we did. There was some of the ‘regular kind’ featuring smothering, hand to face and a plastic bag over the head. However, Empress Wu also did some breathing exercises that I’d typically associate more with yoga or meditation. She talked me through breathing patterns, allowing me just to sit and be in the moment, following her voice. That’s really unusually in a pro-domme session – a first for me – and it was a really interesting dynamic. I was floaty from the more intense physical play we’d done, still in a D/s mindset, and it was almost hypnotic to follow her voice and try to let my thoughts go.

We didn’t shoot too many photographs, but I did think this was a fun one featuring a bit gag and some nipple clamps. Bit gags are always good for drooling and the chain pulling the head down just enhances that.

This rather striking selfie shot was from Empress Wu’s twitter feed. If you’re in the New York area and would like to schedule a professional session, then her site is here. For anyone further afield, then you can subscribe to her OnlyFans here.

A Session with Mistress Tess

It’s time to peruse another page in the paltego family album of NYC vacation photographs. Today we’re revisiting the time spent with the amazing Mistress Tess. Much kinky fun was had by all.

There was a fair amount of CBT involved. This shot shows a combination of clips, electricity and a fancy metal ball stretcher. Oddly enough, the most painful thing was the simple sharp pinch of the clips. Needles also made a welcome appearance. For anyone who doesn’t mind viewing a cock piercing shot, then this image shows that part of the scene.

There was a lot of bondage. Some of it was Dexter style mummification – minus the serial killers – as shown here. There was a neoprene sleeping sack inside a cage, shown here from the outside and the inside. When it comes to locks, straps, buckles and chains, then Mistress Tess is firmly a believer in the more is always better philosophy. Probably the most visual spectacular bondage was the suspended leather bag as shown at the bottom of the post. That entire thing could spin around the suspension point. With my entire body floating immobilized in space, even a gentle rotation was quite a head rush.

The most unique and unusual bondage we did featured inflation. You can see a side view in this shot here. Mistress Tess first placed me inside a rubber bag, nested inside a larger outer bag. Then she built the metal framework you can see around me in the photograph. That was all bolted down to her pinboard bed. Finally she inflated the bags, squeezing me tightly into place. It doesn’t look much in the images, but it was incredibly tight and constricting, whilst still being relatively comfortable. You can see an end on shot, taken from where my head was, in this image. There’s a vibrator sticking out and the two cords going up are attached to a spiked parachute ball stretcher. So while the bondage might have been comfortable, some of the accessories were a bit more ouchy.

What the images and descriptions can’t capture is the brilliant storytelling that Mistress Tess adds to her scenes. Given just a hint of a fantasy scenario she can spin erotic tales that fit beautifully with the physical scene she’s putting together. My only real contribution to these fantasies was to supply sound effects, but I like to think I did my part by putting the screams and cries in all the right places.

For anyone who wants to see more of Mistress Tess and her amazing studio, then she has an OnlyFans here. There’s a video from my session posted there, which actually includes some more scenes that we didn’t get photographs of.

A Session with Mistress Troy Orleans

One of the pleasurable things about returning home from vacation is the opportunity to sort through holiday snaps and reminisce about the fun times you had.  In my case that normally means less in the way of shots of beaches and cute bistros discovered down side streets, and rather more in the way of leather, steel, pain and oh my! Visiting NYC resulted in lots of photographs from that second category, and the first I’m featuring here come from a really great session I did with Mistress Troy Orleans.

We started with some bondage using a post and a harness to put me in a vertical but semi-seated position. You can see photos of that in this side view, this front view and this back view. The boots I’m wearing are particularly fearsome. They hold the foot fully extended inline with the leg and grip everything very tightly. I think they’d be impossible to walk on, but in this position I can use them to take some of my weight. I love the combination of the fetishistic look of the boots and the sleeves together with the degree of control they apply. You can see a nice close-up of the locks and metal clips on the sleeves here. It’s not shown clearly in the images, but I should also point out that my throat and head are also fixed in place against the post.

Of course bondage alone is never enough. Troy always likes to throw some pain into the mix, as you can see from this shot. The nipple clamps were a little painful, but the real killer was the nasal clamp that’s holding the chain up. Nipples go numb over time, but the septum never seems to. Every time the chain moved it felt like someone sticking a needle into the inside of my nose. Even when Troy took forever some time to shoot selfies (one shown below) she left that damn nose clamp in place, creating an extended series of cries and moans of pain from me.

After this vertical bondage we moved onto a slightly more meditative horizontal position. Inspired by Savannah Sly’s writing on my chest, Troy decided to put her initials (MTO – Mistress Troy Orleans) on my back. This was also done with cupping, but where Savannah had cups with a manual pump, Troy used the fire cupping technique. The application of the hot cups created a relaxing and floaty headspace for me, but considerably upped the challenge in terms of writing anything. The suction effect is nowhere near as strong with fire cups and it’s hard to accurately place and moved them with breaking the seal. As you can see from this shot of my back, she did manage to get a pretty clear ‘MTO’, but it wasn’t as vividly defined as the ‘Sly’ from the pumped cups.

Finally, we moved onto a suspended bondage scene, using Troy’s amazing metal frame and spring set-up. You can see a side and front shot of that here and here. I’m in a leather body bag, with a tongue depressor gag and a pair of ear mufflers for some added sensor deprivation. Moving from the back writing scene to this worked really well, as it kept me a lovely spacey floaty zone that allowed me to just drift in the moment. The gag was just enough to remove the idea of talking, without being so uncomfortable it kept dragging my attention to it. Attention to small details like that really make the difference in these kind of scenes.

As is always the case when I play with Mistress Troy Orleans, it was a great session and I’m really glad I got the holidays snaps to remember it by. Although I probably will not be passing them around in the family album the next time friends drop in.

If you’re interested is seeing more of Mistress Troy’s creative work then she has an OnlyFans account here.

Leaving Her Mark

I’ve mentioned before that if a domme knows that you’re about to jump on an airplane, there’s a near certainty of a cane being produced. Imagining a submissive forced to sit for hours on a sore bottom is just one of those things that seems to amuse the vast majority of dommes. There’s another common impulse related to travelling that tends to kick in before a trip. Namely, if it’s discovered you’ll be seeing a different domme (or two) in a few  days time, they somtimes like to send a ‘message’ via your body.

I should be clear that this normally isn’t a literal message. Nobody is pulling out a sharpie or tattoo needle in order to turn me into a large and slow moving greeted card. It’s typically just a desire to leave some interesting marks for me to explain. Or maybe an obvious tender spot for the next domme to exploit with a smile. That’s the typical dynamic anyway. Ms. Savannah Sly, diabolically creative as she is, likes to do things a little differently.

I’d mentioned I had travel plans coming up, so she got busy with her cupping set. I’ve done cupping a few times before (e..g here and here), but never quite like this. Savannah used the cups like marker pens, repeatedly dragging them across my skin to ‘write’ with stretched lines of bruises. It was fairly painful as they moved. It was considerably more painful to get them moving. That initial pressure to break the local skin attachment while keeping the seal in place was a real attention grabber. You can see the end result in this image of me lying down and this one shot of me standing at the end of the session. I guess I can consider myself lucky she stopped at writing ‘Sly’ and didn’t decide to do a full ‘Savannah Sly was here.’

Personally I find mixing the intimacy of being decorated with the objectification of being a canvas and the pain of the application makes for an amazing session dynamic. Since we played I’ve found myself putting my hand to my chest and smiling to myself. It’s a lovely hidden memento I’ll be carrying with me for a week or more now.

While the cupping was the finale to the session, we also managed to squeeze in a lot of other good stuff before then – spanking, caning, whipping, flogging, strap-on, breath play and ear torture. That last one being surprisingly vicious. It was a fabulous session, and one that I’ll remember for a long time to come.

This was shot by Savannah during our session. I was somewhat distracted at the time, busy being very happy that I couldn’t breathe. You can find more great shots like this of Savannah on her OnlyFans.

Not like it said on the Package

Last night, with Ms Savannah Sly, I had the pleasure of experiencing the cinnamon challenge. This is not, I hasten to add, the silly idea of eating a spoonful of ground cinnamon. That’s a crazy thing to do. This was instead the new and updated cinnamon challenge, where you shove a cinnamon flavored Listerine breathstrip down the urethra. That’s obviously far more sensible.

If you’d like to try this at home then I’d suggest you start by tying your submissive down. He will want to jump around a lot. Then take a sterilized metal sound and, using a touch of lube, wrap the breathstrip around the shaft. This is best done while wearing sterile disposable gloves. Then gently slide the sound into the urethra and wiggle it slightly. You will not need to ask if he can feel it. He will let you know that very clearly and loudly. For the sake of your neighbors, some sort of sound muffling device may be required if you wish to slide the sound further into the penis. Be sure to allow the submissive a few minutes to really enjoy the experience before you deploy the next strip.

I should add, before everyone rushes off to raid their bathroom cabinet, this it not an experience you can safeword out of. Once the breathstrip is in, there’s nothing to do but lie back and enjoy the ride. That means a deep and intense burning sensation for a few minutes, with various spikes and prickles coming and going as the metal sound moves. It eventually subsides to a steady background tingle, which lasts for several hours.

I’ve experienced this before with the mint strips, but they were considerably milder. If you’re at all curious, then I’d suggest starting there before upgrading to the cinnamon variety.

Here’s the lovely Ms Savannah with the actual metal sound we used. This is from this tweet posted to her twitter feed just after our session. If you’d like to see more content from her then you can follow her OnlyFans here.

A Session with Domina Emilia

Returning to London for a few days has given me the opportunity to sneak some more kink into the last part of my vacation. Specifically I was lucky enough to set-up a fabulous session with Domina Emilia.

The session was an unusual one for me, as we did a cuckold themed roleplay. I almost never do roleplaying in sessions, but it seemed quite natural and easy to slip into it with Domina Emilia. I think a big part of that was down to the very organized pre-session communication that she did over email, helping set the scene, explore the hot buttons and give appropriate jumping off points. I’ve always found the tease and denial aspects of cuckolding to be very exciting, but never thought it was a good fit for me in a professional dynamic. Domina Emilia showed I was wrong about that, and that the fantasy could be brilliantly spun in the constraints of a time limited session.

The session also featured another first for me – use of audio/video aids. They were very cleverly incorporated to aid the fantasy and set the mood. It made me curious about they could be used more as tools in sessions. Often we think about audio and video as a substitute for physical encounters, but why not play with the combination of them? Kinky play is a type of interactive theater, so why not make got a step further into a mixed media art form?

This image of Domina Emilia is from her twitter feed. If you’re interested in sessions in the London area then I’d absolutely recommend contacting her. I think she’d be a fabulous person to get to know and play more with.