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Bondage Fun in NYC – Part II

My kinky shenanigans on the East Coast continued today with a session with Mistress Tess. She’s someone I’ve admired from afar for a while now, and I consider myself very lucky to get the opportunity to session with her.

Much like my session earlier in the week with Troy Orleans, we featured a lot of heavy bondage, needles, CBT and electricity. However, that’s where the session similarity ended. With Troy I developed a relaxed and more meditative bondage headspace. With Mistress Tess there was no relaxing or meditating on the agenda. It was full of intense sensations and a constant shift between pain and pleasure. In hindsight the two sessions made a wonderful yin and yang. Similar on the surface, equally valid experiences, but so different in the dynamic.

This was also the closest I’ve ever come to role-playing in a session. I can’t say that I actually did any role playing personally, because my input – when I wasn’t screaming or moaning – was basically ‘yes’, ‘no’, ‘thank you’ and ‘sorry mistress’. So zero marks for me on the creative front. Fortunately, Mistress Tess more than made up for my incoherence by spinning some wonderful fantasies that pushed all sorts of buttons for me. It was so much fun it might almost inspire me to relax my previous aversion to roleplay. Most dommes are either quiet during sessions, interrogative or simply comment on what’s happening. I’ve never known anyone who could combine the kind of verbal and physical creativity that Mistress Tess demonstrated.

This is from the website of Mistress Tess. She also has a social media presence on twitter. If you can’t get to NYC to see her in person, then she has a OnlyFans site that you can join.

Pain and Pleasure in the Windy City

My vacation got off to a fantastic start playing with Mistress Mara Mayhem. Whimpering, grunting, growling and snarling were all featured at some point. Possibly I also moaned, but only in a satisfied ‘hit me again’ type way.

I find there’s a really interesting tipping point in corporal play,  and reaching it is very dependent on the skill of the domme. If the escalation is too rapid or the intensity changes too erratic then the stress of the situation overwhelms the other emotions. It becomes very hard to zone out and relax into more intense sensations when you’re constantly on edge about what’s about to happen. On the other hand is the escalation is smooth and well judged it’s much easier to let the endorphins take over. It’s the difference between pain alone and pain as part of the dynamic between me and the domme. Too much too early is actually counter-productive in terms of building to a satisfying level of shared intensity. Needless to say Mistress Mara judged it perfectly in this session.

Of course we didn’t just indulge in corporal. There was also a fair amount of CBT involved as shown in this dick pic snap. As is usual, the removal of the various clips and clamps hurt a lot more than the initial application. Fortunately Mistress Mara ensured I was well hydrated for the session – in all sorts of different ways.

This was shot by Mistress Mara either just before or just after our session and featured on her twitter feed.

Playing with Domina Akira

I’m safely back in Seattle, my short San Francisco trip at an end. Before I left I was lucky enough to be able to sneak in one final session. Following my usual algorithm, having played with someone I know well, I wanted to play with someone new to me. Via the Domme Sisterhood site I found Domina Akira and I was fortunate enough to find a suitable time before my flight left for us to meet.

Her style was definitely different to Yuki’s – more formal and interrogative – while still mixed in playful and teasing elements.  There was some interesting arm rope bondage in a style I’d not experienced before and, while I’d never describe myself as a foot fetishist, I did discover a liking for having a domme’s bare foot smooshed into my face. I suspect that’s more a scent and objectification thing than a foot thing per se. Despite the fact that I’m not a fan of more formally structured scenes, I think the session actually worked out really well. The fact she laughed a lot as she hit me was certainly a big plus!

Domina Akira also demonstrated the instinctive reactions I’ve come to recognize in all great dommes. Namely, immediately poking and slapping all the tender places I’d acquired in earlier sessions and beating my ass prior to getting on a plane (point 4 from here). I think she might have been disappointed that I only had a 2 hour flight back to Seattle rather than a 10 hour one back to England.

This image is taken from Domina Akira’s image gallery. If you’re in the Bay area and want to schedule a session, her contact page is here. She also has tour dates posted for the next few months via twitter.

Zentai

I got to play with a zentai suit today with Domina Yuki. This was actually a first for me and it was an interesting new experience. A lot of sensory deprivation accessories are very focused and very binary. Things like hoods, blindfolds and earplugs target specific senses and are all or nothing. The zentai suit was all encompassing,  but very incremental. Sight, touch, hearing and breathing were all affected, but only fractionally. That in turn made it less stressful to handle, even when combined with a bondage bag and some heavy nipple and cock torture.

I can’t say I discovered a new fetish that I didn’t know I had. Frankly, wearing the zentai suit alone made me feel like I was cosplaying Spiderman. Which is fun but not my kink. However, I did like it as an option for a sensory deprivation scene. My claustrophobia can sometimes make those tough to pull off and a zentai suit is a nice way to gradually work into that zone, particularly when combined with layers of bondage.

Talking of spiderman – here’s a nice shot by Carlos Adama of him under the heel of black cat. While my zentai suit might have put me in mind of spiderman, I don’t think his outfit has cut outs for the cock, balls and nipples like mine had. That’d be a very different kind of superhero.

Shivers in LA

My kinky odyssey in LA started today with a fabulous session with Mistress Iris. As I mentioned the last time we played, she’s one of the few (only?) dommes who can push me into subspace without pain being involved. Normally my masochistic side has to get involved to get me spacey, but today I got little adrenaline body shivers just from teasing, pinching, slapping and light bondage. She has a real knack for managing to be both sensual and reserved, intimate but also unobtainable. It’s a style that works wonderfully well for tease and denial. Plus, we also laughed a lot. There’s nothing sexier than a happy, laughing domme.

This is from Mistress Iris’s gallery page. If you’re interested in setting up a session yourself she has a number of tour dates listed.

Ending on a high

I survived my kinky odyssey to LA and I’m safely back in Seattle, albeit bruised and sore. I ended up doing four different sessions over five days with three different dommes. It was a lot of fun but also a lot for me to handle in a short period of time. Although, as problems go, ‘too much hot kinky fun’ is not a bad one to be stuck with.

My final session was with Cynthia Stone and was also the most intense. She’s a very creative and imaginative domme, and often  comes up with something new for me to experience. In this case, after some spanking and bondage, it was torturing the web of skin between my thumb and index finger. It’s not a part of the body that typically features in kinky play, but it turns out to be surprisingly sensitive. She used a scalpel to nick the skin on each hand – like two nasty paper cuts – and then clamped them closed with magnetic balls  on each side of the hand (like this). Normally clamps hurt when they go on, then fade over time, only to hurt again when they’re pulled off and the blood rushes back. In this case the pain just kept growing the longer they were on, almost like a cramping sensation, and then spiked horribly when they were pulled off. I’m not sure if that reaction was down to the cuts or simply the way the nerves in the hand responded over time.

Unfortunately that wasn’t the end of the story for that particularly body part. She also decided to suture my hand to my cock, punching the suture thread through that same piece of skin below the thumb. Surprisingly, the suture into the hand hurt way more than the multiple ones she used to attach the thread to the cock. A gag was even necessary for the hand one. To complete the arrangement, Cynthia held the free end of the thread taut while I slowly and very carefully slid my hand down it towards my cock. The sensation of the thread slowly slipping through the suture hole in my hand was strange and disquieting. Not something I’ll forget in a hurry.

One of the most amazing things to me about these intense sessions is how quickly everything returns to normal afterwards. Cynthia is great at getting into her play partners heads and ratcheting up the tension and drama. By the end I always think I’m going to be a shivering wreck, falling off the bondage table covered in blood and bruises. Yet, when the lights come up and the ropes come off, my reaction to seeing the damage is usually “Really? That’s it? I was expecting it to look way worse.” All that’s needed is a spritz of disinfectant and a quick shower and I’m ready to rejoin the civilized world.

This photograph is from Cynthia’s gallery page. If you’re interested in experiencing her creativity for yourself, then her session information is here.

Somewhere New

Last time I was in LA I wrote about my portable GPS unit and how its stored addresses were a treasure trove of LA’s kinky hot spots. Well today I added a new one to it, as I played for the first time at Dungeon East. Like a lot of play spaces it’s in a industrial district, and contrasts a somewhat sketchy looking exterior with a beautiful interior. It’s very clean, crisp and modern. I particularly like the fact that all the furniture is coordinated with the space, rather than being a random mishmash of colors and materials. That’s not only pleasing aesthetically, but it shows attention to detail, which carries across into other aspects of the space.

My play partner was Mistress Lucy – someone I’ve played with many times before – and whipping, caning, CBT, electrical play and watersports were all on the menu. The caning took place on top of that bench and below that highly appropriate sign. It was a great session. I just hope my body can keep going through the remaining plans I have for it this week.

Dungeon East is available for rental from Mistress Justine Cross.

Fun in the Sun

Talking of stars of LA – as I just was – I got to play with a star of the kink world today, in the form of Isabella Sinclaire. Must fun was had, with flogging, piercing, smothering and electrical play all featuring heavily. I was shaking with an adrenaline rush by the end, which is always a good sign.

I was amused to get a number of comments about my manscaping or, more accurately, my lack of manscaping. No dommes in other cities ever comment about my pubic hair. In LA, almost everyone I play with consistently does. So top tip for anyone planning to visit and get kinky with the locals – make sure you’re neat and trimmed before you arrive. Nobody likes a 70’s style bush in SoCal.

This is Isabella Sinclaire, taken from her personal site.

SF Trip Revisited

As I mentioned in past posts, I was fortunate enough to play with Domina Yuki and Mistress Chloe Mercury in San Francisco last week. Domina Yuki even took timeout from tormenting me to snap a few pictures of our sessions. Luckily for all my readers the play space had a big mirror, which means in addition to my dangly naked bits, the picture also feature the beautiful Domina Yuki.

This one was from the first session we did. There’s some plastic clips on my torso and a well bound package getting squeezed. Domina Yuki draping her leg across my torso was a nice touch. It’s simultaneously sensual, constraining and a position of dominance.

This shows some interesting leg bondage using a combination of leather and ropes. You can see some play piercing on my chest. The obscured piercing on the other side was slightly higher and in the nipple.

I always enjoy suspension bondage, but it’s normally a really lengthy and un-fun thing to set-up. This arrangement, from our second session, using a leather harness and cuffs was great because it gave the same floaty sense of helplessness while taking just minutes to arrange. Plus, it was comfortable, meaning I could focus on the stuff that was actually supposed to hurt, rather than pinching ropes or awkward weight distribution. The weights hanging from the scrotum don’t look much in this shot, but at the time it felt like a medium sized cannonball was suspended there. Particularly when Yuki gave them a kick.

This trip was the first time I ever got to experience a Venus device. It was a surprisingly effective toy. Yuki had it set-up to provide enough stimulation to give me hope – but not quite enough to reach a point of criticality. Frustration ensued. Having it combined with an electroshock device on the cock made for a seriously confusing sensory mix. Having my breathing constrained – in the best possible way – was another layer of sensation to deal with.

It was a fabulous few hours of play, and I consider myself very lucky to get to play with such a talented domme. I really need to try and make it down to San Francisco more often.

This shot is of Domina Yuki and Mistress Chloe with another lucky slave. It’s take from their twitter feeds. I didn’t get to do a double domme session with them, but for anyone interested in that, now would be a perfect time to try it. They’re offering $100 off double session for the next month. I have to imagine that it’d be quite the experience.

Gooey Puddle

The post title is how I feel right now. A happy gooey puddle of endorphins and adrenaline, accompanied by a big dopey smile. I was lucky enough to play with Mistress Iris tonight. She’s normally based in LA, but she was visiting Seattle and I was fortunate enough to a/ spot this and b/ get time on her calendar.

It was an unusual session for me, as it was heavy on tease and sensual tension. I normally lean towards masochistic play, so being pushed from a more psychological angle made for an interesting alternative. A case of pleasure withheld or delayed, rather than pain inflicted. I think it might be the only time I’ve ever slipped into subspace but not ended up with marks all over my body. She simultaneous managed to be very forward and aggressive, while remaining teasingly unobtainable. It’s a neat trick to pull off.

This image of Mistress Iris comes from her website. She’s also very active on twitter and instagram.