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Submissive Eyes

In past posts I’ve featured images that highlighted the beautiful eyes of some dominant women (for example here, here and here). This particular image caught my attention because of the submissive’s eyes. Over years of viewing BDSM porn I’ve seen a lot of different expressions on the faces of submissives – pleading, anger, suffering, humiliation, boredom, etc. This is one of the rare images that for me captures a sense of subspace. Her expression is slightly glazed and her eyes are wide, but not in any kind of shock or surprise. She’s connecting with the dominant, staring back at her, but with no sense of challenge or defiance. Her expression seems to capture a moment of acceptance, a complete transfer of power to the dominant. From a personal perspective, those kind of moments are the most satisfying and emotionally moving of any session I do.

I found this image on the Kneel Beg Crawl tumblr site. It was originally shot by Ryan St. Germain (although I can’t find it on his site anywhere). I believe the dominant is Maitresse Madeline (but I’m not 100% sure).

Housekeeping Issues

I spotted these two images on the Slaves of the Goddess tumblr site. They were in separate posts but they look like images taken from the same sequence from the under-feet.com site.

The first one struck me as kind of cute. She’s elegantly attired and is presumably returning after a day or night out with friends or possibly lovers. He’s eagerly awaiting her return at the door, knees getting sore on the hard floor and his jaw beginning to ache from holding the crop. There’s a nice owner/attentive pet vibe that comes off the image.

The second one, presumably taken a few minutes later, is not quite so cute. I’m assuming something in his housekeeping routine didn’t quite make the grade. I have heard that the old approach of ‘rub their nose in it’ isn’t a effective training technique for dogs. I’m guessing that’s a snippet of information that may have passed her by.

Poetry in motion. Pain on arrival.

This image first caught my eye for its composition. I think it’s beautiful balanced, with the angled and marked slave, the descending whip, the straight whip arm and the side-on posture of the mistress. I’m not entirely sure about that purple and black latex number that she’s sporting, but Cybill Troy typically looks great in pretty much anything.

However, once I’d got past the composition of the image and started examining the action itself, the masochist in me was both impressed and slightly scared. That’s a fairly serious single tail she’s applying at some speed to his cock and balls. Personally, I like being on the receiving end of a single tail. It can be a powerful instrument in a physical and psychological sense, but I can’t imagine how much it’d hurt to get one at speed across the head of the cock. Fortunately, thanks to this image, I no longer have to imagine what the after effects would look like. That has got to smart.

Images are taken from this scene on the K is for Kink site.

Bang. Bang. You’re dead.

I was highly entertained earlier this evening by a recording of an interview with Ms Mona Rogers. It’s available on the masocast site and is entitled ‘Who the s**t are all these fools?‘ As you might expect with a title like that, it’s a very frank and open discussion, covering such topics as how she got involved in BDSM, the differences between the scenes on the East and West coasts, her style of domination and how she feels about dating submissive men. However, what really made me laugh was her description of the funniest/strangest scene(s) she’s ever done. It’s right at the end, starting around the 48 minute mark into the interview. The whole interview is worth listening to, but if you want to skip straight to this part of it, you’ll have to wait a minute or so for the download to complete. I’m not really sure what particular kink the scene would fall under, it’s certainly not femdom. But however you’d classify it, I think it’s worth remembering that no matter how odd you think your personal kink is, there’s always someone out there with a weirder idea.

Image is of Ms Mona Rogers (who has featured on this blog before), and was taken from the DomiDollz site.

Outdoors with a strap-on (revisited)

When I came across this image earlier today on the willie2serve tumblr site, my attention was initially caught by her happy grin. She looks very pleased with the large weapon she’s wielding. But something about her seemed familiar and after a few seconds of puzzling I realized I’d actually created a post last year using an image from what I assume is the same scene. She also has a happy face in the other shot, although it’s a quite different expression. And now I’ve seen the formidable tool she’s deploying, I have a little more appreciation for the not quite so happy face the guy is pulling in the other shot.

Five little piggies and a sausage

I think this image is all about sensation. I can just image that foot being dragged slowly backwards. The threads of the stocking pulling and tugging against my skin. Her toes curling and gripping the edges of my nerves. There’s a beautiful sense of balance to it. Pressure means pain. Pulling means pleasure.

I found this image on the Want A Whip tumblr site.

Pucker up

Here’s another example of an image where it’s the backward glance over the shoulder that makes it work for me. The rest of the view is fairly spectacular of course. But despite that beautiful perspective, it’s her expression that elevates the image. It’s a playful, teasing look, but with a degree of condescension about it. She’s amused at the effect she having, and aware of the control it gives her. “Go ahead,” I can imagine her saying, “stop staring, lean forward and pucker up those lips…”

I found this image on the Library Vixen tumblr site.

These are a few of my favorite things

Apologies for the title reference. I blame Ms Marie for making me think musicals. I realize this isn’t exactly ‘Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens’, but when I saw this image it did make me think of some of my favorite things. That’s one lucky oxygen deprived gentleman. I’d love to try and come up with some updated lyrics, but I’m not sure what would rhyme with breathplay, smothering and oral worship. Although the thought of Julie Andrews skipping over the Alps singing about them does make me smile.

Oh, and if you’ve never seen the Sound of Music, my apologies, this must all look like crazy talk to you. You can hear the original version here, although for something a little more my speed, Me First and the Gimme Gimmes also covered it in their inimitable style.

I found this on the Slave of the Goddess tumblr site.

Drip…drip…drip

I find hot wax play a confusing mix of sensations. Which isn’t to say I don’t enjoy it. Just that I find it harder to categorize in my pain/pleasure continuum. The initial splash of wax against the skin is obviously painful. Sharp and searing, it makes me catch my breath and twist away from it. But the warmth as it spreads out and dries is curiously comforting and calming. Once I’ve become attuned to the pain I can almost relax in the warmth and drift away. It’s not an endorphin high, like the type I can get with needles or corporal punishment. It’s much more the kind of muscle relaxing heat that you find in a sauna or with certain types of massage.

Of course when it’s being dripped on delicate parts of the anatomy, as in this image, there’s less relaxing and a lot more squirming. Although at least the gentleman below look like he’ll have a relatively easy clean up task. For me wax is a lot like sand at the beach, in that I find myself picking it out of odd nooks and crannies for days after the event itself.

I found this image on the Intelligent Domination tumblr site.

Legs

I normally try and put some sort of intelligent or meaningful comment in here. But really, with this image, is it needed? Legs. That is all.

Found on the 7 Fetishes tumblr site.