Well hello My little subbie fans, it's been a while.... I've very been busy.
Part 2 of My delicious weekend away unfortunately got eaten by My computer! I may re write it, one day, but not today.... today I have exciting news that I'd like to share.
I finally have a fully dedicated dungeon session room, I'm so excited!
Finding an actual underground, basement dungeon made of old solid stone just wasn't happening, so I have recreated the suburban next best thing in an upstairs room of a nice modern house.... It reminds Me of a quiet librarian who presents a conservative exterior, but underneath she's got her leather and latex on.... a lovely naughty secret, what fun.
From the exterior it looks like any other new build bedroom, boringly plain and unassuming, but step through the threshold and be transported to a dark and stony dungeon.
Old timbers, riddled with age, form the framework to hold the old stone walls up. Embedded with hooks and chains, scored by the finger nails of many desperate attempts at escape by the poor souls who dare to enter, the timbers have stories to tell.
The ancient A frame towers up to the ceiling, calling you to it, instructing you to reach up a let yourself be tied, to submit, to let go....
I have opted for an A frame instead of a Saint Andrews cross. I find the cross a bit bulky and cumbersome plus the A frame allows Me much better access to all areas. Granted the cross can give you something to lean against, should your knees start to fail you, however, once you are securely spread eagled to My A, you can sag all you like, it's bolted to the house's frame, you're going no-where! ;)
With My lighter and more playful implements hanging from the iron rack nearby, it's so handy. I don't even have to move to switch from a flogging to a caning.... I've been designing and making some canes Myself, from very stingy and strong Tasmanian oak. They don't look intimidating, but boi they are good ;)
I will be adding to the dungeon ceiling a sling and pulley system, in order to be able to lift and suspend* My subjects to a more convenient height for My proddings and probings. While My Torture Table is great in some aspects, it lacks in others. I do not appreciate such limitations and so, in with the sling, asap.
* Please note; While I am interested in the art of shibari, I have no experience in that area, and as such, I will not be offering that level of suspension play.
The new venue also has amazing shower facilities; huge double shower, two shower heads with built in seating and footrests - the perfect way to end a session.
I look forward to beating you there soon,
I recently bought some estim gear & have been keen to try it out, on someone other than myself. I'm not into the prickly tingle, one of the reasons I was doubly surprised that I enjoyed the violet wand - go figure - but it's very different so... anyway, my chance came when a favourite subbie booked me for a weekend retreat.
Isolation, sensory deprivation/stimulation, mummification/ heavily bound, electro play, cbt... what fun ;)
Whilst packing I decided to take an old suitcase, as it was larger than my overnight one & thus could hold more instruments of painful pleasure. After finally locating it, I discovered inside, a neon wand I'd bought a couple of years ago. Packed up safe & sound I'd completely forgotten about it. Haha, like the poet, that didn't know it, I'd been kinky without realizing! So after checking it was still working safely, it got packed.
The neon wand is a step down (or three) from the violet wand. Much less intense & usually used for beauty treatments, however, add a little sens dep first, them some lube for extra conductivity & it packs enough of a punch to the softer & more sensitive parts of the body ;)
I arrived at the venue to find subbie - we'll call him jim - kneeling quietly & naked in the corner awaiting his Mistress & collar. Poor thing was already so excited by the prospect of our time together that he'd already been kneeling for over an hour & he proudly displayed his red knees to Me.
We started our session with some Goddess & boot worship followed with a little light spanking. I find, even though jim & I know each other well, it still enhances the connection, & so the session, if we have a dedicated 'physical' bonding first, to align our energies in order to re 'tune' into each other after being apart.
Having discussed limits, boundaries & expectations many times, & knowing exactly what this session was about, I led straight into jim's ultimate dream.
Up until now W/we had not been able to get enough time to truly immerse O/ourselves into his fantasy, but with a whole weekend.... well let's go! ;)
I bound, gagged & squashed jim into the confinement of the smallest part of the wardrobe & 'left' him there to rot! Tee hee. All night.
OK! Oviously I didn't actually leave the suite, I'm not in the habit of being deliberately dangerous, I did however ignore him completely.
I had a wonderful meal, prepared by jim before My arrival. I took a lovely soak in the tub & even had the resort's masseuse come & give Me a very relaxing massage... all while jim was trusted up like a chicken & squashed into the wardrobe next to My large suitcase. I'd left him a tiny spy hole & positioned the massage table to give him the ultimate view, I'm such a tease &... 3 fantasies at once... bound/gagged/kidnapped + peeping Tom + ignored by the Woman who's attention you desire the most - a trifecta .... & all on the first night.
With safety measures in place, I relaxed into the soft comfortable bed & drifted off to sleep, listening to the muffled scrabbling of jim vainly trying to get into a position where he could sleep, acted as a sweet lullaby.
The next day was a perfect Queensland day. Sitting on the balcony, enjoying the morning sun on My face, while jim attended to My every whim.
Having released him from his confines, it was now important to get his stiff, twisted body all straightened out, freely moving & ready for round two. Rehydrate, refuel & refresh.
Once I was satisfied that he was fit & ready, I encased jim from head to toe in a full mummification. Blindfolded, earmuffed, hooded & gagged, I ordered him onto the massage table & proceeded to bind him firmly down. With emt scissors I cut out the parts I wanted to full access to.... let the fun begin!
Part two coming soon....
* Some names have been changed to protect the guilty! ;)
Full consent was given prior to recounting the tale.
It was that time of the month again... Hellfire Club night, in the dungeon, at The Sportsman on Leichhardt St.
The theme? Leather & latex! A dress code I find hard to resist.
Wearing full latex, a sassy pair of spike heeled boots and My full length lambs leather coat, with My trainee Mistress at My side & My slave (snickers) in tow, W/we headed out for a night of fetish & fun.
W/we weren't disappointed either.
I had purchased snickers an adorable t-shirt with a beautiful picture of Me on the front & an 'owned' stamp on the back. snickers, being a little snobby, did not like the rough texture nor the cut of the tee... tee hee for Me! I do so love it when I find the right button to push, then push it harder!
I don't often drink, however this evening I made an exception to enable Me to further humiliate snickers by making him ask the butch & burly barman if He "had a 'wet pussy'?" (If you've ever been to HC, you'll know they aren't in the business of making fussy, girly cocktails) ... how Ms & I laughed as snickers received an icy glare from bbb.
As W/we enjoyed our drinks, the flogging demonstrations started. A series of newbies & seasoned alike lined up to be expertly lashed with a variety of floggers. The resident Domina showed much dexterity in her style especially with Her enormous kangaroo leather flogger. It cut quite the figure (pun intended) as She wielded it's huge, thick, heavy leather straps made from an amazingly supple yet sturdy bright red roo leather, softly 'kissing' the buttocks, playing, toying, then soundly smacking them to a rosie glow.
Around the corner the 'shibari' rope session was in full swing (again, pun intended) Domina trussing up a wretched subbie like a Thanks Giving turkey, boot firmly planted on his chest as his leg is bound.
Wax play, spanking, caning, it was all going on.
Undoubtedly the best part of the evening for me, after humiliating snickers, was the electro play / violet wand demonstration. I tentatively looked into it some years ago, but at the time, found neither the thought nor the sensation that appealing, however there was something about the operator (a lady called Madonna) that drew Me to Her. The guy She was 'wanding' also appeared to be in a slightly 'comatose' state, Zen, missed out, yet She was electrocuting him! I obviously needed to 're think My take on this device. Sex preferences, like food, music etc, can change over time & I do always say I'll try anything 3 times... make sure the first time wasn't a 'false reading'!
So after talking to Madonna for few minutes I was keen to try it out. It was bliss! A very hard sensation to describe, without sounding potentially off putting! Turned down low, it gives a pleasant 'tingle' that stimulates & relaxes simultaneously. When turned up high.... you'll have to ask snickers! I'm not a pain pig, I stopped at 'sensual', but snickers however, got dragged up & blasted.... then thank'd Me profusely. It's like being attacked with needles, yet there's no pain residue. The higher the setting the deeper the needle sensation feels... A bit like being tattooed but not throbbing reminder for hours after. Very interesting.... watch this space, I'll be getting Mine soon.
The night was drawing to a close. I'd met some interesting people, seen a variety of excellent demos, talked kink all night & all fully clad in latex & leather :)
Perfect. Now take Me home snickers, I'm tired.