He was strapped down firmly to the bondage table. Ratchet straps tight across his chest, abdomen, thighs and calves; a leather ring gag stretching his mouth in an open O. Above him, a naked woman suspended in rope, rigged to the tracking beam, her body parallel to his. Standing beside them, I slid the violet … Read More
Orleans Experience
Meat. Blood. Sex.
Usually, when I see him, it’s more physical. Hard thrown punches. Fisting. Kicks. Once, even, in a fury of objectification and pure animal, I lashed a dildo to the back of his head and fucked myself on it, smashing his face into the hotel carpet again. And again. He was so turned upside down, he … Read More
Good Boy
Humiliation is not a scene I do very often. I like to play in the light so it’s a little hard for me to dig into that headspace, which can be awfully dark. But not with the Athlete. (Funny, I mentioned him the other day and Voila! he calls. He happened to be in town … Read More
An Orleans Experience
We were three hours into our conversation. A good bottle of Sancerre held just a few drops; our wine glasses were cloudy with fingerprints. Mid-sentence, I stood up and kept talking as I walked across the room, grabbed a wee pad and spread it on the carpet near us. “Stand up. Lie down,” I said, … Read More
This is the Life Style, in Two Parts
A young woman in Virginia who’s training to be a dominatrix blind-emailed me the other day asking for my advice on acquiring certain skill sets. She said she wanted to cultivate her “Bitch Goddess persona” and I replied that “personas” aren’t really a part of my play dynamic. “My focus is on bondage, corporal, and … Read More