Posts Tagged ‘BDSM’

An Ode To Bottom Worship

I love stubble. The texture of it against my skin, the gentle scratching and nuzzling. Particularly when that stubbly face is rubbing snugly up into my most intimate places – the back of my neck and shoulders, across my tummy, and up my thighs as I lie face down on the bed, right into the crease at the top of my legs that leads up to my bottom.

Have I mentioned before how much I love bottom worship? Call it what you like: bottom, bum, (ass, for my American boys) – all the same to me as long as your face is buried right in it. Intimate body worship is one of my favourite things – partly for the stubble, I won’t lie. It’s a gorgeous sensation: gentle roughness that adds to the naughtiness and taboo of having someone’s face pressed deep into me.

 

Bottom Worship


I like to lie on my stomach, back arched slightly to present my bottom in just the right position – pretty as a picture, and all ready for you to push your nose and mouth into. I have a pretty sizeable derriere,  round and smooth and just right for worshipping, smothering, snuggling and nuzzling. I’m often told that it’s perfectly peachy and luscious, and I adore lying on the bed with it presented beautifully for someone. There’s nothing that makes me happier than a guy who wants to bury his face in it, feeling my warm cheeks press against his face, inhaling deeply to get that gorgeous musky aroma. Dropping deep into a really submissive headspace and letting go of every thought in his mind that’s not solely focussed my body.

When I’m in a submissive mood (and when I am, my bottom is invariably being punished), I love indulging in aftercare that focuses purely on my round bottom – you inspecting it closely, gently parting my cheeks and running their hands all over it. Squeezing and rubbing and kissing me all better after a spanking.

When I’m being dominant, I love to use my bottom to smother the face of my play partner: pressing down onto him and intoxicating him with the scent and the sensation and the sexiness. Sometimes teasing with the crease just out of reach, stirring the idea that if he’s a good boy he’ll be rewarded with the taste of my warm skin. Sometimes going all-out as if I’m trying to suffocate him, overwhelming him with the decadent joy of having my hot thighs wrapped right around his face, until he’s red-faced and gasping for air.

Bottom Worship

Debauched Times in NYC

A 10 day holiday to New York has thoroughly worn this girl out. I knew it would be a busy trip from the start – every time I visit the Big Apple I somehow always bury my diary in an avalanche of exciting plans. Cocktails, rooftop sex parties, and dirty photoshoots left little time to stop and rest, but somehow I managed to squeeze in a 3 day trip to North Carolina with a favourite client who wanted me to take some kiteboarding lessons with him (my shins may never recover!)

A highlight of the trip was definitely getting to reconnect with the gorgeous Robin Ardeur and be introduced to my new crush, Margot – a generous sugar Daddy decided to treat me to a session with them both while he was elsewhere, so for once I was playing client! Needless to say, I loved it.

Other key memories to take away: finally learning to crack a bullwhip properly*, seeing the sun come up over Manhattan with the girls from The Art Of Submission (they really know how to party!), watching the inimitable Margot walk along the beach in stilettos, and some outdoor watersports** beside an open fire on a sunny evening in Brooklyn (the safest place to have an open fire is alongside people doing golden showers, didn’t you know?)

I also shot not one, but two, short teaser trailer videos starring Tai Crimson, as well as Margot and Robin, so keep your eyes peeled for sign of those on my site and blog in the coming months.

New Yorkers, i’d love to be back before the year is out – sign up to my mailing list to hear about my return dates via email!

Alex X

*   Need more practice. Step forward, willing bottoms!
** Not kiteboarding.

 

Domestic Bliss [video]

I am very excited to be presenting this video – a collaboration between Mistress Elita and I. When I told her I had been imagining this domestic servitude scene for many years, she agreed we should play it out in private. When that went extremely well, we decided to make it into a short film. I hope you enjoy it.


 

A long held fantasy of mine is to be kept as a housegirl in a wealthy home – called upon by the formidable Mistress of the house to wait on her hand and foot. 

In my fantasies she is beautiful and imposing; at most times calm and collected, but at other times flying into a cold anger. I take the greatest of care to please her, sliding her beautiful legs into stockings, deliberating over every suspender fastening. Being near to her gorgeous body is hypnotic, and I have to focus all my energies into my fumbling fingers to avoid clumsy mistakes. I want so badly to be a good girl.

Nevertheless, I do something to displease her. In a flash, she switches from warm and loving to furious. I’m bent across the bed, feeling her leather belt smacking hard across my bare cheeks. This is what happens to bad girls. My punishment goes on for some time.

Afterwards, when she is satisfied i’ve been disciplined, she consoles me by playing with my hair and whispering to me. She takes me to the bathroom and runs me a hot bath. When washing my body, she gently massages my sore bottom with soap before inviting me to run tiny kisses down her magnificent body. This is my reward for being a good girl. 

 

Domestic Bliss from Duke on Vimeo.

Dirty Talk 101

Elita & I, whispering something filthy to each other, no doubt.

Today I want to talk in a bit more depth about language, so pull up a chair, lean closer, and let me whisper in your ear…

Dirty talk is often the thread that ties a truly excellent session together. Whispered commands, requests, even begging. Communication isn’t always verbal, but verbal communication can make the difference between getting something you enjoy and something that’s exactly what you want: a fantasy brought to rich and vivid life, with all the dialogue tailored to your taste.

The words people use during dirty talk matter so much, but it’s not often that we think of it. Usually it occurs to us in the negative – if someone uses a particular word that’s a turn off. It’s a bit like the ‘dogs versus cats’ debate – there are some sex words that you either love or hate. Pussy versus cunt – which do you go for? I tend to find that those who like ‘pussy’ will cringe at ‘cunt’ and vice versa. If you like both then congratulations – you’re quite rare! Likewise if you like the word ‘tits’ then you’ll probably be less keen on ‘boobs’ or ‘breasts’ – and vice versa. There are rarely words that are totally universal, although perhaps the closest of these is ‘fuck’ – if I’m telling someone that I’m going to fuck them so thoroughly they’ll be weeping when they come, I’ve rarely been asked to refrain from the f-word in favour of something more coy.

Do you have a preference? I’d love you to tell me. You don’t have to give me the full script – I like to be creative. But hearing the words that turn you on is a nice sparking off point for my imagination. What would you like to call me? What would you like me to call you? That solid, throbbing ache between your legs: is it a cock or a dick? Are you a filthy boy? A slut? A pathetic little bitch?

Those last ones were a bit of a test, I’m cheeky like that. See, strong abuse is a bit of a loaded one when it comes to dirty talk. It may be the hottest thing in the world for you, and your sexual kick words (you know, the ones that kick you up a notch in the scale of horniness) may be ones that you’d never use in polite conversation. Such is the way of the world: often sex is one of the best ways to explore taboos that we’d never dream of breaking outside in the real world. It’s OK – we get to play with these things behind closed doors. But you have to let me know, as I have to let you know. See, words are as powerful (and sometimes even more so) than the things we do in bed. They have the power to bring someone down hard as well as boost them up. Some of the people I’ve played with have had very specific tastes – they want to either call or be called things like ‘slut’, ‘bitch’, – you get the picture. All you need to do is tell me.

Once we’ve got the words, and I know what you like to say and hear, then we can start using them in earnest (or anger, or whichever way best sets the tone). Personally I love a really sound telling-off: either giving one or receiving one. It’s the perfect way to enhance a power-play scene. In school, for instance, the punishment is going to sting so much more if the teacher has already dished out a tongue-lashing. Likewise in the office, squirming as you grip one edge of the boss’s desk, waiting for them to do their worst to your exposed bottom, hearing exactly the words that you long to hear in between strokes.

Perhaps one word per stroke:

You.
-smack-
Useless.
-smack-
Dirty.
-smack-
Boy.
-smack-
Mmm. Happy sigh.

So whether it’s a few key words or phrases that specifically turn you on, or a tirade of filth that you want poured into your ear (or to pour into mine, come to that), let’s talk dirty.

Let’s connect on the verbal level as well as the purely physical one, and swap stories on what makes each of us go ‘mmm.’

Spanking the Mistress – Guest Post

One of my regular visitors wrote this lovely post over at Kink of The Week about spanking me, which I thought my readers would enjoy.

We were well into our session and the beautiful and very skilled Mistress Alex had been great. She seemed to have an intuitive understanding of how I was feeling, moving from soft to hard, pleasure to pain, mild to extreme in response to where I was. She had tested me, pushed me and made me want to please her. She had been both sensual and vicious, rewarding and demanding, friendly and frightening and I was loving all of it.

“Now”, she said, “You are going to spank me. But you will follow my instructions exactly or I shall punish you”. She already had my cock and balls tied tight, something that is always guaranteed to make me feel submissive and owned. She picked up a set of vicious looking nipple clips connected by a weighty chain and applied them one at a time. Sharp jags of pain ran through me and I found myself breathing fast as I tried to overcome the sensation. “Calm your breathing!”, she instructed, “or we shan’t go on”. She attached a dog lead to the chain joining the nipples and gave an experimental tug. Ouch! My sharp intake of breath seemed to satisfy her.

In no time I was sat on the bed with Alex’s beautiful rear over me knee, admiring her incredible tattooed legs.

“Begin”, she commanded. I started. I was tentative at first, light smacks on each side, enjoying the way her silk underwear emphasized the curves of her perfect bottom. The combination of her weight on my tightly bound cock and the swing of the heavy chain on my nipples as my hand moved up and down were creating some real difficulty.

I felt a knife of pain through my nipples as she jerked hard on the lead attached to the clamps. “Harder!. This is supposed to be a spanking, not a massage!”. So I hit her harder. Left cheek, right cheek, left cheek, her smooth skin turning red under my hand. Losing concentration as my own pain increased, I landed a blow on the top of round bottom, with the reward of another sharp agonising tug on my nipples. Trying to concentrate on inflicting her pain while suffering my own was challenging but incredibly erotic. This was a different experience for me, pain as a shared, mutual experience. There was never any doubt about who was in charge yet, as her bottom rose again and again to meet my hand, I felt my own power in the situation. After maybe 30 or 40 slaps, she dropped the lead and let her hand slip down between her legs, rubbing fast as I spanked her hard, bringing herself to a powerful gasping orgasm over my knee. I stopped the spanking, allowing one hand to rest on her back, the other stroking her bottom softly for a few moments. Briefly, and rather wonderfully, I felt that she was mine rather than the other way round.

In fact, very briefly. Almost immediately normal service had been resumed and I was over the bed, Alex delivering a lengthy full force belting, breathing hard from the effort. She was hitting me so hard it felt like she had an almost visceral need to re-establish her dominance and control. It hurt like hell but I had spanked the Mistress, and not every submissive can say that.

Alex & Louisa’s Fun in the Sun

 

If you follow me on Twitter, you’ll have hardly been able to escape the fact of my holidaying with a certain Miss Louisa Knight on a particularly sunshiney spot of the continent last week.

 

 

We were joined by an extremely energetic & charming gentleman, Mr Z, whose wry and imaginative takes on the usual BDSM fantasy fare kept us entertained all week. Think dystopian futures, female supremacy, sexy revenge scenes, crime & punishment, servitude and slavery, erotic abduction/hostage roleplays, bondage and even a little pet play (Louisa looks adorable in a collar!)

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As many of you know, I’m very much a fan of traditional/formal discipline based kinks, and I can’t get enough of the office and school based scenes that are usually the firm favourites with my submissive and dominant clients alike. I love to seek out and play around with the perverted within the familiar, and I usually find I need no specific setting to do this in – simply my well equipped Central London luxury apartment, and an idea to spark off. I tend to construct fantasies with outfits, vocalisation, touch, techniques and toys. Until last week, i’d never given very much thought to the power & effect of surroundings on a BDSM scene.

However, upon embarking my week of kinky exploration with Louisa & Mr Z, the perks of having a really spectacular location to play in became suddenly apparent. As well as the excellent fantasy scripts laid out by our host, the house was really something else – imposing architecture, ornate Baroque furnishings, numerous bedrooms with luxe colour schemes. The grandeur & drama of it all really infused my approach to playing – I felt totally uninhibited, which felt really sexy.

The rest of the details are private to we three, but I’m sure you can imagine the debauchery, if you study these photos hard enough.

Having returned to grottier climes, I can safely say that a little bit of sun and chandelier-swinging does one the world of good, though I can’t pretend it’s not a little disappointing my London flat has no heated swimming pool or rooftop jacuzzi.

Fingers firmly crossed that our passports aren’t gathering dust for too long. In the meantime, I’m keen for inventive fantasies & date ideas to arrive into my inbox, to cheer me up as I adjust to real life again.

Alex xx

 

Alex Explains: Spanking For Beginners

Many’s the time I have dispensed the following advice to gentlemen taking their first tentative steps towards fulfilling their dominant potential. Whilst I love to provide guidance on my favourite activity, I feel that some of the key points would be best collected here online, for a number of reasons. Perhaps you’re too shy to have arranged to meet me yet, convinced you haven’t a clue what to do if you found a bottom exposed over your lap? Or maybe you’d like to recap on what I mentioned to you in our session, having been very distracted by the aforementioned derriere? My main reason for putting my thoughts on the matter into words though, is that I don’t think there’s any such thing as too much education, and if my tips on spanking can help a novice spank his wife to orgasm, or figure out best on how he’d like to receive a spanking, or just have a nice read on the train (careful who’s looking over your shoulder now!) then I’ll be very satisfied.

Firstly communication is key. Before any fun commences, chat with your play partner about their particular tastes, tendencies and inclinations when it comes to spanking. Do they like the ritualistic nature of punishment? The element of humiliation, shame and embarrassment? Are they keen to explore the power exchange, to savour the moment indignant struggle becomes willing compliance? Or perhaps they’re strictly interested in how a set of pale white cheeks will respond to firm discipline, first by going pink and warm, before turning a deep red or maybe acquiring some deep red stripes or welts? Ask them. Agree on a communication method such as a traffic-light system or safe-word, so the spankee can indicate their sensation mid-play.  This is especially important when you are playing with a professional submissive, switch or domme, because you have a limited time only, and consent can not be assumed from intimacy or familiarity.

I always like to start spankings over clothing – both the spanker and the spankee then get the chance to size up the others technique or responses, which means no nasty surprises! I also enjoy the ritualistic nature of removing one piece of clothing at a time, and making that last as long as possible is part of the fun! I like to go over a person’s lap for a spanking and be made to stand and strip off before bending back across them again.

After clothes come off, the spanking can continue over underwear. I personally enjoy a nice, slow build up, with rhythmic, even spanks landing on each cheek alternately. The best spot for me when I’m receiving a spanking is the fullest part, just above the crease at the top of my leg. I don’t enjoy having my legs spanked, but for some people this is good fun – again, ask for feedback from your spankee as you go along. You should also take care at this stage to also be warming your hand up! Cupping the hand rather than wielding it like a stiff wooden plank will make a nicer sound, feel nicer for the spankee but most importantly allow you to spank for longer without getting sore !

When you’ve warmed up the bottom with some gentle spanking and stroking, which can take varying amounts of time from a minute to ten minutes (or however long you like to linger on this part!) then you can progress to slightly harder smacks. I usually do about 8-16 across one cheek then the other, followed by a few seconds of stroking and squeezing, maybe dragging my fingernails very lightly across the skin. Mixing up the sensations feels great!

As the intensity and firmness of your spanking heats up, so will the spankee’s bottom! When it’s gone nice and pink, gently pull down the underwear (I like this to happen slowly so the elastic in the pants pulls across the warm skin) and continue to spank and stroke, gently increasing in pressure over a period of time.  I find a good rhythm to be essential to my enjoyment of a spanking,

This is often a good time to switch positions if you have a yearning to see your spankee’s bottom in some different positions! You could pop them bending over clasping ankles, or perhaps lying on their back with their legs up over their head? A classic one for ‘visual’ types is in front of a mirror, to better see either the face or bottom.

I personally can take the hardest spankings when I’ve been warmed up and taken slowly up my limits over a period of at least 20 minutes. Sometimes a Dom might wish to accelerate the pace in a shorter time, and that can be fun too, but it means I have to have my pre-negotiated signal at the ready. I will often call out as number as the initial spanks land on me – “three! Six!” – to indicate on a scale of 1-10 how I’m finding the intensity. Seven or eight are my perfect numbers, nine is my upper limit, and “Ten!” is the spanking equivalent of an emergency stop.  This must, of course, be obeyed, just as with the deployment of a safe-word or physical disengagement from the activity. Consent and mutual enjoyment are paramount!

"Ooh! Seven! Perfect!"

“Ooh! Seven! Perfect!”

After the desired level or redness (or contrition!) has been reached, and you consider the spanking to have been effective, it can be nice to apply some soothing cream to the spanked bottom, and rubbing it in slowly is a nice way for things to continue to the next level.

Do leave a comment if you’d like to add your own tips and preferences for spanking. I do hope I’ll be seeing some of you soon for your chance to put all this theory into practise!