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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.

Suckling Pig

Unfortunately with the apple in his mouth, any suckling on his part is temporarily out of the question.

This looks like a pretty intense situation to be in. Painful hogtie bondage, pulling the head up and feet back. The zipper line of clothes pegs ready to be ripped off. The drip of hot wax. What looks to be some kind of butt plug sticking out. And of course that tantalizing vision and enticing scent just beyond the end of his nose. At least if he gets hungry he can eat the apple they’ve kindly supplied him with. So that’s something.

The image is obviously from the Divine Bitches site, although I’m afraid I don’t know the specific shoot. If anyone can help me out with that, then leave a comment and I’ll update the post accordingly.

That backward glance

The look over the shoulder is what makes this image for me. She looks a little like a kid who is about to prove to her doubting friends that her astonishing story was true all along. Her expression says to me “OK, you’re watching right? Don’t miss this. I’ll show you what I can force him to do.” Of course, her one friend in the shot with the whip had never doubted her word for a moment. She always knew what could be achieved with a naked male and a firm hand. Particularly when the firm hand is holding a bullwhip.

Image is taken from the Team Rinryu site. Be aware that their site contains numerous explicit shots of all forms of toilet play, so if that’s something you find disturbing then I’d avoid browsing it.

Hazardous Chemicals

Hazardous that is, if you’re a naked male in the presence of a sadistically inclined female. While the image might show what looks like a random shopping basket from someone visiting the produce and pharmacy aisles in QFE (which in point of fact is where they came from), it also shows the main components of a scene I did a few nights ago. At the back there’s icy hot and crystal hot sauce. The middle row has Bengay, a lime and a lemon. And at the front is wintergreen oil, cinnamon oil and ginger root. I think there was also some chili sauce that didn’t make it onto the photograph. Oh, and the knife? That was for scraping off the hot wax that somehow ended up getting dripped onto my already tender flesh.

Some conclusions that I came to after the scene were:

Be careful what Bengay you buy. Some of them, including this one, have almost no effect.
Icy hot on the other hand can be very intense, particularly if someone very carefully and methodically massages it into your scrotum for several minutes. Or dabs it onto nipple clamps before applying them.
Lemon’s and limes are pretty mild on their own, but when combined with someone stabbing you with a needle to open up the skin, they can get pretty stimulating.
Figging reminds me of bad experiences with hot curries in dodgy late night Indian takeaways. Not so much painful as just burning and uncomfortable.
Crystal hot sauce is mildly painful on sensitive skin, but surprisingly tasty when applied to the mouth. I will be purchasing some to keep in the kitchen.

Oddly enough, after doing all sorts of suspension and impact play scenes in the past without problems, this was the one session that left me injured. I was clenching my muscles so tightly and for so long that I ended up pulling something in my lower back. Ironic really, given we were using a number of products originally designed for relieving muscle strains and pains.