Posts Tagged ‘submission’

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.

Loving domination – What kind of a ‘good boy’ are you?

How does the phrase ‘good boy’ make you feel? Have a think about the specific context – is it being said with sarcasm and spite, spat at you as a token acknowledgement of some pitiful task you’ve finally managed to perform for me? Or is it said with love – my shining eyes looking warmly at you, perhaps a hand stroking your face, as I sigh the words in delight that you’ve pleased me so beautifully?

I’ve talked before about the different kinds of submission – whether you’re the sort of sub who likes to obey immediately or struggle until I conquer you. But there are styles of dominance too, from loving dominance to something a lot more vicious. Which do you prefer?

The way the media portrays femdom is usually this latter type: big shiny latex boots and torture. Of course that has its place, and it’s incredibly fun (having a pliant sub polishing the latex on my latest outfit is, naturally, one of life’s great joys!), but I love exploring the gentler, loving kind of dominance too. The kind that purrs ‘good boy’ in a voice that melts butter as well as your heart, and is more lavish with praise than commands.

It’s worth thinking about because, as with knowing more about your style of submission, understanding the kind of dominance you respond best to helps me work out what makes you tick. I want to know, when I meet up with you, how best to build on our chemistry. Should I be merciful, or vengeful? Calm and loving, or vicious? Should I keep you guessing, constantly walking on eggshells around me so you’re never sure whether to expect my pleasure or my wrath? The more I understand about your kinks, the more fun our play will be.

Recently someone (you know who you are – thank you!) sent me a few examples of the kind of dominance he likes, via some gorgeous audio porn. It includes some beautiful little details. Along with the whispered ‘good boy’, in a voice like silk, there are those delightful commands-that-are-also-requests: “help me get the strap-on,” twinned with conspiratorial giggles. Some time soon we’ll talk about pegging, and why it doesn’t have to be a ‘punishment’, and in this kind of loving domination the pegging is a special treat. Something which, if you can shush while I lube up and slide it into you, will be a special reward for you being so good. There’s a possessiveness about it too which implies closeness – the idea that I’m not tying you up because you need to be controlled, but because I want to make you completely mine.

It’s not quite a sliding scale, because the loving domination can be combined with cruelty as well: perhaps you like being tortured aggressively, submitting to all kind of humiliating abuse as I simply laugh coldly at your torment… and it’s only once you’re spent and trembling that you need to curl up in my lap and have me stroke you softly and tell you to sssh. That it’ll all be alright and you did well.

That you’re a very very good boy.

Submit or Struggle? The Submissive Dilemma

“Of course I’ll obey you, Mistress” he says to me, with his eyes cast down towards the floor and his hands clasped neatly behind his back. Wearing a collar to show his submission and with his knees spread open wide. “I’ll do anything you say.” And he is so compliant – so obedient, that I know he’s telling the truth. He will obey every single order without question.

That ‘of course’, though? That’s the one mistake he’s made – and I wouldn’t tell him because I wouldn’t want to spoil our fun. I’ll tell you now, though, because it’s an exciting prospect to consider: should all subs obey, or do you enjoy a bit of a struggle?

See, while some people are submissive in this obedient way, others prefer defiance: the dramatic back-and-forward that comes with a submissive that needs to be trained and tamed. Some submissives don’t want to fall at my feet, immediately under a spell – over the course of a long session, they want me to gradually wear them down.

It’s interesting to explore this dynamic because most people have a natural inclination towards one or other of these extremes. As with almost everything sexual, we all fall somewhere on a spectrum: it’s not as simple as being an obedient sub or a bratty sub. Some people like to obey but with a tiny hint of cheekiness. A wry smile as they murmur “yes Mistress,” their mouth forming the words but their eyes flashing defiance. Perhaps that’s what will earn them their punishment. For those people, it’s often the case that the punishment is what they’re really angling for: they want a beating, but the beating won’t be fun unless they’ve done things to really deserve it.

Others might enjoy a beating for pleasure, but would be genuinely heartbroken to receive one as punishment. To the gent I introduced you to at the beginning, a punishment spanking would represent his personal failure as a submissive. If he’s completed the tasks I’ve set for him – perhaps some bottom worship, snuffling contentedly away at me while I relax on the bed – then a reward of a warm red bum might be exactly what he’s looking for. But a warm red bum because I’m displeased with him? Oh, his worst nightmare.

“I’m so sorry Mistress,” he might offer, with genuine misery in his eyes, and humiliation curling his toes and giving him a deep red, shameful blush. “I’ll do better next time.”

See it’s easy to put yourself in one box or another – Dom, Sub, Switch – and assume everyone sees it through the same lens that you do. But if that were the case then we’d never have any fun – we’d all be desperately predictable. The fact that each type of submission is unique means that from the moment you get in touch to the very first time you kneel in front of me, our experience together will be utterly individual. Likewise if you prefer to be the top – I like to know whether to meet your first ever order with unquestioning obedience, or the flash of disrespect that will give you an excuse to punish me.

It’s one of the things I find most enjoyable: finding out what your particular kinks and quirks are. So if you’re thinking of playing with me, tell me more than just your tendency towards ‘Dom’ or ‘Sub’ – give me the detail that helps me anticipate what our session will be like. Have a think about the one question below. Don’t be nervous – it’s not a trick question. There is no one type of submissive that will please me more than another, no one type of dominance that is the ‘correct’ way to do things. In fact, the very existence of this spectrum of dominance and submission is what makes the whole thing so enjoyable. So to keep things fun, I’m setting you some fun homework – close your eyes, imagine your perfect D/s scene, and then answer the following question:

Should orders always be obeyed, or do you think obedience should be earned through resistance?

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