Slave – Page 65 – Femdom Resource

A few bum notes

Looks like this music mistress has got a little fed up with her pupil’s playing. There’s no instrument more painful to listen to than a badly played violin, and clearly she’s decided she shouldn’t be the only one to have to suffer. Although I can’t help thinking that the quality of the sound will not be improved after administering a spanking with the bow. Maybe the pupil should explain that she’s playing all the right notes, but not necessarily in the right order.

I’d love to know the original provenance of this image. I found it on the ‘Stuff I like‘ tumblr site, but with no hint where it was from. It obviously appears to be a period photograph, but I wouldn’t be surprised if it turns out to be more modern than it looks at first glance.

The showing of the implements

I did a session last week where, once I’d been initially shackled to a St. Andrews cross, the domme started pulling out various implements from her bag of tricks. She described each of them as she did so, and laid them out on the bench in front of her. It made for a interesting opening few minutes, setting the scene for what was to come.

I was reminded of that when I saw this image. Judging by his pained expression and hand position, this is obviously not right at the start of the activity. But I like to think it’s capturing a moment mid-way through. She’s giving him a moment to collect himself, offer him a little bit of manual encouragement, and to show him what implements she still needs to use on him. It’s the arm around his shoulder and her focused but caring expression that really makes this image work for me.

I was sent this by a reader who thought I might appreciate it. He’d enjoyed one of my earlier posts, and wanted to share some art that he felt had a similar sense of emotion and intimacy. So my thanks to him for pointing me at this particular piece.

The magical, mysterious, mighty member

Just a quick post today. I’m sitting in a San Francisco hotel room looking at a lot of clothes that need to fit into a small carry-on bag by tomorrow. Some rewriting of the laws of time and space may be necessary, Or alternatively, I need to find a BBW to sit on my case.

In the meantime here’s an image I found both appealing and slightly surreal. The surreal part is the way the cock seems to descend from nowhere. Not even a glory hole or table cut-out. Just a magical floating cock. But I do find her expression and appraising finger appealing. It looks like she’s considering her options. Stimulate it? Slap it? Or give it a pull and see if the butler appears?

I found this on the Cock Ball Torture tumblr site.

Standing to attention

Male arousal is a funny thing. I find it’s often treated as a binary state. Erect=Aroused. Flaccid=Unaroused. But the reality is a little more complex than that. It’s probably a safe bet to say that the gentleman in the shot below is fairly aroused. The positive state is hard to disguise or confuse. The converse situation is a little trickier to interpret. There are many times where my brain and body have been very excited, awash in adrenalin and endorphins, but my cock has decided retreat and concealment is the best course of action. There’s a level of pain that my brain and body finds appealing, which leads to arousal. A pinch to the nipples would be a good case in point. But there’s a further and more intense level of pain that my brain still enjoys, but by body (or at least its arousal and hydraulic system) gives up on. A severe caning is wonderful, but some important bits of my body don’t always seem to agree.

None of this would really matter if this state of affairs was widely understood. But it sometimes seems not to be. In non-kinky sex then it’s probably true that a flaccid man is an unexcited man. Or at least a man in need of little blue pills. But kinky sex requires an entirely different set of rules. Just because everything isn’t standing to attention all the time doesn’t necessarily mean the gentleman isn’t enjoying what’s happening to him.

I found this on the domme pics site.

Completing the pair

While I’m on a foot theme, here’s another post to pair with yesterdays. It makes a nice contrast, as I don’t think there can be much question as to its particular kinky slant. This is masochism all the way. It’s not quite the same as being stomped with a boot or a high heel, but I suspect the additional tactile feel of a bare feet allows for a fine degree of sadistic control.

However, I do have to admit that my first thought on seeing this image was not about her or the ball squishing. It was about those white socks. You should always removes your socks before your pants (or trousers for my UK readers). There’s nothing more ridiculous than a naked man wearing only socks.

I found this via The New Bootblack’s Oubliette (always a go to site for feet related fun). It’s originally from the Extreme Ball Busters site.

Masochist, submissive or foot fetishist?

Feet are complicated things. I’m sure most non-kinky people lump all feet related activity into the single category of fetishizing unusual body parts. But those of us with slightly more discerning (or depraved) palettes know there’s a little more to it than that.

A masochist might love ball busting, trampling or general kicking. He (or she) enjoys feet for the options they give a sadist to inflict serious pain in a very controlled and personal way. Alternatively, a submissive may enjoy the D/s aspects of scent, worship and service. Feet have maintenance requirements (cleaning, massage, nail care, etc.) which make them ideal for submissive rituals. Finally, a foot fetishist loves feet as a thing of beauty in themselves. They enjoy looking at them and caressing them, with no need of a D/s or SM dynamic.

When it comes to pornography involving feet, there’s often an overlap between these categories. The same image can be interpreted in different ways depending on the proclivities of the viewer. I think the shot below is a good case in point, where all three alternatives are feasible. There’s physical proximity for the fetishist, scent and subservience for the submission, and painful pressure for the masochist. Personally I’d say it looks slightly more masochistic than anything else, but beauty (and porn) is in the eye of the beholder.

I found this on the Femdom Style Counsel tumblr site. It’s originally from Princess Kali’s site.

Happy Birthday to Me

Just a couple of days ago this blog turned one year old. It feels like I’ve been writing it for much longer, but the post dates don’t lie. 12 pages, 378 posts and 544 approved comments equals one year of blogging.

Looking back at my statistics for the first month I had around 100 visitors. Twelve months later and I’m serving in excess of 60,000 visitors a month with over half a million page views. I originally purchased a small site web hosting package, I’ve since upgraded through medium to large, and I’m heading towards the super size. All those figures are kind of amazing to me, given this is just a random collection of re-posted images and links accompanied by whatever thoughts are currently floating to the front of my brain.

I have to thank a lot of other established bloggers that linked to me and sent traffic in my direction. This includes (but isn’t limited to) Saratoga, Ms Marie, Suzanne and Her Majesty’s Plaything, who were all important linkers in the very early days. However, I have a special place in my heart for Shohei Yamashiro, who provided me with my very first incoming link from his site Slug on Leather. It therefore seems only fitting to illustrate this anniversary post with one of his fine pieces of artwork.

Spot the kink

Many years ago, when I was still a child, there used to be a competition in my local paper called ‘Spot the ball’. They’d take a photograph of a moment in a football match (or soccer match for those of an American disposition) and edit out the ball. The competition was then to mark an X on the photograph on where you thought the ball actually was. The closest to the exact spot won. This image reminds me of that competition. There seems to be something fairly essential to the scene missing.

What is he looking so nervous about? What is she smiling at? Why is he in that posture? He looks like he’s bending over to be beaten, but I don’t see any implements to beat him with. Why are they in a men’s bathroom? Are watersports involved? Has he got to pee into the urinal without splashing anywhere? What particular kink am I looking at here? I feel I should be marking an X on where the missing second domme should stand in order to make the whole scene make sense.

Of course it’s possible she’s simply punishing him by making him go barefoot into a men’s bathroom. Given how disgusting the floors normally are in those, I think that’d be a pretty sadistic act in itself.

I found this on the LashKisser tumblr site.

Updated: Thanks to Moose I now have a link to the original divine bitches shoot that this is taken from. And the missing X factor turns out not to be another domme, but a guy who’s about to screw the poor unfortunate slave. Which does help explain the look of anguish on his face.

80’s Flashback

Coming across this image sent me flashing back down memory lane. For most of my US readers this won’t mean much, but the ZX Spectrum (along with the Commodore 64) was a pretty huge part of my childhood. I don’t remember this particular magazine issue, but I do remember a lot of similar editions that were equally enticing, featuring many large breasted warrior queens. Whoever crafted this one (and I’m willing to bet significant money it was a man) clearly had a good appreciation for dominant women.

It’s funny to look back at these old games. This page has the original Crash review of the game featured in this cover, with actual screenshots. As a child I was never bothered by the promise of the artwork and the sharply diverging reality of the game itself. I’m not sure I even saw a difference. In my mind it all looked equally exciting. Now I look back and think “Wow, my parent were right. Those games were just a bunch of blobs and squiggles.”

Don’t forget to tip your waiter

Here’s something for fans of the CFNM genre. These images struck me as a little out of the ordinary. Normally in these kind of scenes the men are either being deliberately ignored or ridiculed and humiliated. But in this case the young ladies seem somewhat taken by their naked waiter. They can’t keep their eyes or hands off him.

I’m afraid I don’t have an original attribution. These come courtesy of the Femdom Proper tumblr site.