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Friday, November 15th, 2024 -- by Bacchus
A weighty meal of a conversation in the comments under the previous post generated a request for a dessert serving of cheesecake, presumably in the pinup girl sense of the word. But why not two kinds of cake in the same post?
Birthday cake with cheesecake dominatrix is signed “Russ Smith” who is Sorenutz on Patreon.
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Tuesday, July 9th, 2024 -- by Bacchus
Maureen O’Hara is having entirely too much fun ripping the adhesive tape off of actor John Payne’s super-manly rib cage in this photo:
It’s said to be a scene from To The Shores Of Tripoli (1942). Do you suppose it was preemptive revenge for those famous cinema spankings she’d get in the 1960s?
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Wednesday, July 3rd, 2024 -- by Bacchus
Truly, what could be more patriotic and celebratory apple-pie-and-baseball wholesome than eating a leather-clad domme’s ass while she stands in front of a huge improperly-displayed American flag? Play ball, I say!
This kinky 4th of July goodness is from Freedom To Fuck at Kink.com.
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Tuesday, March 19th, 2024 -- by Bacchus
I don’t know if actual evidence-based medical science remains on board with the pop-medicine notion that regular male orgasms are good for a man’s health, but of course most of us men believed that story the first time we heard it, because of its intuitive obviousness. If it also motivates the women who love us to attend more attentively to our ejaculatory needs, so much the better!
A good man would never dabble in emotional blackmail, so “If you truly loved me, honey, you’d get jiggy with me every day” is forbidden from his seductive toolbox. And anyway, that’s no kind of rizz at all; it sounds desperate and manipulative, because it is. Remember: the chick has not been born who digs desperate and manipulative.
Meanwhile, if you’re the kind of man who enjoys the company of dominant ladies, or who haunts femdom websites to pursue the fantasy of female domination, you already know that whining about your need for regular orgasms cuts no onions with any of these stern and demanding women. However much your long term urogenital health might benefit from regular ejaculatory explosions, a dominatrix (even if or perhaps especially if she’s your spouse or partner) is going to be much more concerned about ensuring that your attitude is properly attentive and submissively desperate.
She’s more likely to lock your cock in a cage and keep it there, letting it out to play only on special occasions or as a reward for especially good behavior.
I don’t have any statistics, but if you’ve got a woman in your life who concerns herself with your ejaculatory frequency, it’s more likely she wants to limit it (for the behavior benefits that she hopes to reap therefrom) than that she will eagerly conspire to guarantee your daily orgasms in hopes of ensuring the longevity of your prostate health.
You should tremble, however, if you ever hook up with a woman so cruel and clever that she tries to do both at once. If she understands the arcane arts of edging, prostate massage, and ruined orgasms, you’re doomed to a long life of frustration… and of staying on your best behavior!
Image credits, top to bottom: The busty domme giving a handjob to her bound male submissive is by 緋。奈 (PhI.Na). The gleeful woman with a tightly-tied cord around her sub’s huge cock is by Sparrow. The man on his knees with hands handcuffed behind his back who is about to blow a gasket because his mistress is torturing his cock with a feather is by Kamitora. The cock-caged man who is strapped down and ridden is by Sephiroth. The handcuffed man whose dominant tormenter is sucking his cock without relief is by Sei Shoujo. And the busty dominatrix with two fingers on a man’s prostate to milk him without hope of relief is by Ponkotta.
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Wednesday, February 28th, 2024 -- by Bacchus
It’s not luck, so much as diligent training, that ensures our smug mistress has a man who speaks her love language:
Artwork is by Andy.
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Monday, May 29th, 2023 -- by Bacchus
Ladies’ night just hits different, when the ladies in question are all dommes. I mean, it’s just champagne with the girls, but the furniture is somewhat special:
From Femdom Resource, where we learn that the photo was taken at the International Femdom Summit in Bucharest.
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Friday, March 31st, 2023 -- by Bacchus
The Spice Girls were looking particularly glossy and fine in their kinky leather outfits the night they paraded these eager leashed gentlemen across the stage for a cheering crowd:
Paltego at Femdom Resource opines that this was the Spice Girls’ 2007 reunion tour, which is good enough for me.
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Tuesday, March 14th, 2023 -- by Bacchus
One never knows what someone else means by a thing (well, not without asking them, anyway) but my take on this lyrical utterance is that it’s describing two very different styles of submission to dominant femmes:
You want her to step on you.
I want her to lie back on soft satin sheets, relax her weary muscles, and let herself melt while I slowly, delicately pleasure her until she forgets that the world exists.
We are not the same.
I suppose I imagine (based on no data beyond my intuition) that getting stepped on is most often a commercial thrill delivered by a dominatrix-style sex worker. But: even the most stereotypical porn-inflected dominatrix also has a private sex life. If she finds herself a pleasure sub who can and will deliver tender acts of exquisite sexual service, why shouldn’t she grab that by the hair with both hands?
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Friday, November 11th, 2022 -- by Bacchus
I believe our man owes Mistress Katy another pair of nice lace stockings, in addition to whatever else he may owe her:
Photo is said to be from the Young Goddess femdom site that went defunct in 2011.
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Saturday, April 3rd, 2021 -- by Bacchus
This photo of Rosario Dawson in a dominatrix getup has been circulating recently in some of my social media feeds. It’s a very nice photo, but that “faux dominatrix doing nothing” schtick has been done — so much so that Spy magazine lampooned it with a photoshopped Hillary Clinton in shiny latex all the way back in the early ’90s.
But I have a problem, and its name is Provenance. It’s very difficult for me to just drop a pretty picture and go “Yo, this pic is fun, I don’t know anything about it, k-thanks-bye.” Dumbass me, I always gotta Google.
Suddenly, the “every pretty celeb has done one” dominatrix photo gets a lot darker and more fascinating. When we look outside the narrow crop everybody is circulating, we see heavy vinyl curtains, a morgue table, some human feet, and a collection of evil-looking electrical devices, complete with cables and clamps. We’ve gone from “posing in the gear” to “some sort of interesting story has been interrupted in progress”:
The natural next step for me is to look for the source photoshoot and see if there are more pictures that tell even more of the interesting story. The photo is sourced to a shoot by 1990s fashon-photography darling Dah Len that appeared in the premier May 2002 issue of Complex magazine. Complex was a stylish hip-hop/fashion/culture mag that enjoyed a 15 year run (before the internet ate print mags) and still exists in the form of a large and flourishing youth-culture media company. Although the accompanying cover story from the magazine got published in 2012 on a now-crumbling Complex Media website that Archive.org captured in the Wayback machine, neither the Complex people nor the Archive have any imagery to show us. Instead I must work from various dodgy collections of “celebrity photos” on malware-shoving picture sites, and these are not reliably comprehensive. Nonetheless, my best synthesis of the available information is that this particular gritty dungeon scene probably appeared in just the one magazine photo.
However, there were other photos. My favorites have Rosario in what could be a schoolteacher outfit, vamping on a school desk while an anonymous man checks his weight on a scale, in the background. He, or someone, has been writing lines (“I will not…” at least fifteen times) on the chalkboard. Is Rosario a stern physical education teacher? That would not explain the accoutrements of geography instruction in the office. Why is the man being weighed? Your guess is as good as mine. But I’m pretty sure Rosario doesn’t plan to let weigh-in man out of her office without playing with him first:
A version of that latter photo, it turns out, also graced the cover of the magazine:
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Monday, May 20th, 2019 -- by Bacchus
There are lots of men out there who long ago figured out at least a few of the joys of dominant women, and the possibilities when it comes to having fun with them. That’s a big part of what keeps bdsm dating sites in business. Matching up dominant women with the men who love to play with them is a project where lots of people need at least a little bit of help, especially in smaller towns and rural areas around the world. But sometimes, a man never even discovers the dominant mettle of the woman he’s already sleeping with, until he actually feels her spurs raking the tender flesh of his ass-cheeks. Pro tip: if she’s literally wearing spurs on your date, and you didn’t actually do an activity that involved riding horses, it’s time to prepare your anus! Or, at least, prepare your butt cheeks, because this could happen to you:
Even in a long-term committed relationship, a man who fucks up profoundly enough, for long enough, may find himself discovering a whole new hitherto-unsuspected dominant side of his wife’s personality. Gentlemen, do not try this at home; it’s very unlikely to go like this, and far more likely that she kicks you out and gets a restraining order. This novel sobriety program is deeply unlikely to be the one that you experience, but if she is committed enough, I can see it working! Especially if you find yourself restrained in the basement, and/or with various bits of expensive stainless steel locked about precious tender bits of your anatomy. I wonder how likely a drunk would be to fall off the wagon, if his wedding tackle was literally hostage to his good behavior? Probably nothing makes a hangover more vile than waking up with your testicles in a vice:
Some married men, though, are long resigned to the sad truth that, drunk or sober, their wife will never meet them at the door in black leather and heels. No riding crop, no whip, no handcuffs: it’s just not going to happen. A surprising fraction of such men react to this unhappy state of affairs in a manner that’s at once philosophical and practical: when the wife is in Toledo visiting her ailing auntie, it’s simple enough to get a blonde dominatrix callgirl sent around to the house. The wife doesn’t travel often enough for anything as complicated as formally screwing around with somebody on an ongoing basis, you understand, but where’s the harm in a single expensive but oh-so-memorable afternoon?
Saturday, September 29th, 2018 -- by Bacchus
Men and women of a certain age will instantly recognize this as Lucy Lawless, the actress who played the titular Xena in Xena: Warrior Princess. Men, perhaps, may be more likely to remember that she dressed up in this stunning dominatrix outfit for a photoshoot in Esquire magazine in August of 1997:
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Wednesday, May 30th, 2018 -- by Bacchus
Ever since PETA got to the Circus Regulation Board and got the animals taken away, the center ring act just hasn’t been the same. The head animal tamer looks really good in her uniform and she does the best she can with the material she has to work with, but the act? It suffers:
From the cover of Il Camionista.
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Thursday, February 22nd, 2018 -- by Bacchus
This lady must be a domme of some skill, I’m thinking, for her victim client to have such a pleased look on his face with the hot irons heating right there in the charcoal brazier:
Artwork comes from the cover of Sexy Show #3.
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Saturday, February 10th, 2018 -- by Bacchus
It is a truth universally acknowledged that if you keep a leather-clad boy-toy chained in your thick-walled, iron-barred stone dungeon, you’ll have to bring him the occasional bowl of soup:
The art is from the cover of Histoires Sanglantes #5.
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Wednesday, September 6th, 2017 -- by Bacchus
Apparently, he’s stupid and he smells:
From a Private magazine, by photographer Trevor Watson.
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Tuesday, July 26th, 2016 -- by Bacchus
When the social taboos against a thing are strong enough, it’s not so easy to just ignore them. But we are clever apes; ways and means can always be found. How can you suck a dick and yet not have to be gay? Well, in the mid-20th century, maybe that’s not so easy. But what if somebody stood over you with a whip and made you suck a dick? Totally not gay then, right? OK, cool, now how do you make that happen? Well, you could totally hire a dominatrix and pay her to stand over you with her whip…
Art is by Bill Ward.
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Tuesday, December 15th, 2015 -- by Bacchus
The way she’s doing it probably hurts:
Via Kinky Delight. I believe the artist may be Eric Stanton.
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Monday, March 2nd, 2015 -- by Bacchus
For reasons that have never been convincingly pinned down to my satisfaction, there’s a substantial imbalance in the gender distribution of dominance and submission among kinky people. As a boy, I imagined that no women would be game for some of the male-dominant, female-submissive fantasies I had. I was so wrong. Subsequently my experiences have convinced me there are actually slightly more submissive-interested women out there than there are dominant men for them, although the imbalance isn’t overwhelming. But the other way around? Dominant women willing to dominate submissive men? There aren’t near as many of those as there are submissive-interested men, which is why the dominatrix trade thrives in every city, and in many a large town too.
I’ve never seen a convincing exposition of why such a strong disparity exists, although it’s not hard to find gender-essentialist claptrap essays full of “men are naturally this” and “women are naturally that” and “nobody is willing to buck the current of evolution unless you pay them” twaddle. But that the disparity does exist, I have no doubt. And it creates demand of the sort this page of resources for finding a mistress or dominatrix is designed to help satisfy:
For your interest, the striking (ha!) woman in red at the top of the page is Susan Wayland, and the photo was taken by Milosh Obilic. Wayland’s official gallery features her in several other stunning fetishwear outfits.
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Friday, November 21st, 2014 -- by Bacchus
She’s dominant for sure, but somehow I get the sense that the spanking she’s about to administer with that riding crop is personal:
Via Spanking Blog.
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Wednesday, March 12th, 2014 -- by Bacchus
In this real-life anecdote, Miss Margo describes and does her own processing on the male client who asked to be “forced” to eat a dog turd:
I met him in the consultation room at the Studio. He had the physique and overall appearance of a Beluga whale, except that he was not cute.
A Beluga whale in a very expensive suit.
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He wanted to be “forced” to eat a turd.
“Sorry, I can’t help you with that. Would you like to meet another Mistress?” I stood up to go.
“Not one of your turds! A dog turd!”
I blinked. A dog turd. That’s a new one.
“Are you serious?” I asked.
“Yes!”
“How are we to acquire said dog turd? Did you bring in a dog turd?”
Beluga’s brow furrowed. Apparently this master of strategy had not planned that far ahead.
“Could you get one from someplace?”
I just stared at him. Do you see any dogs around here, halfwit?
He sat there, expectantly. That’s something about rich people: they expect things to be done for them, however unreasonable.
Eventually, I said, “If you pay me for the time it takes, I will try to find you a piece of dog crap.”
“Great!”
So, he paid me for a half-hour session (“I am not looking for dog shit for longer than half an hour,” I told the manager), ran in back to tell the girls oh my God, this freak wants me to go find a dog turd, donned latex gloves, and hit the streets, plastic grocery bag in my back pocket. A veritable Jason was I, on a quest for the golden fleece.
If, like me, you are fascinated by the diversity of human sexual programs, you may enjoy the comment thread discussion of why someone might want this.
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Sunday, October 13th, 2013 -- by Bacchus
One of the joys of the erotic graphic novel is that scenarios can be drawn that would be exquisitely difficult (or prohibitively expensive) to enact in real life, or even in filmed porn. I do not doubt that in the long history of Parisian pleasure houses there have been some that could provide six dominatrices at once for sufficiently wealthy clients, but it must have been both rare and expensive:
Art is from a French sex comic called Coco.
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Wednesday, May 29th, 2013 -- by Bacchus
One of the things I don’t think a lot of women understand is the irrational optimism that overwhelms many men when we get to thinking with our dicks. Non-scientist idiots like me always get in trouble when we begin speculating about evolutionary biology, but I genuinely think this trait is hardwired into many men by evolution. If you make a pass at anything that moves when you’re thinking with the little head, you may get lucky more often than if you only lob reasonable propositions at willing-seeming women. Over time, the genes of men whose passes are always perceptively-judged and well-timed may fail to predominate.
Crappy pop-science that theory may well be — but the completely unfounded optimism of men asking women for sexual services on the basis of no encouragement whatsoever is hard to miss, especially on the internet where asking complete strangers is cheap and easy. To the women who have to field these bizarre importunations, the importuning men get parsed as stupid. And on an important civilized level, this behavior genuinely is stupid, being a low-success high-frequency strategy with serious reputational and social costs. But my guess is that it says more about a man’s impulse control and social skills (or lacks thereof) than it does about his cognitive intelligence.
All that is by way of speculation as to what makes this paragraph necessary to include in a guide for newbies who want to hire a dominatrix:
No, you cheap fuck, she probably doesn’t want you as her personal slave.
Before you contact a Mistress to ask if she is looking for a personal slave, look at her ad and website. Is she actively soliciting personal slaves? If she’s not, don’t bother asking.
When someone contacts me asking to be my personal slave, what they usually mean is: can you work for free? The answer is always no. I have hot guys I play with in my personal life and I don’t need you. I don’t care how helpful you think you are. If I don’t know you I don’t want you cleaning my apartment or running my errands.The fact that you are contacting a pro for free play says that you are much too stupid to be trusted with any important tasks.
Word.
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Thursday, February 16th, 2012 -- by Bacchus
This photo of a man getting an over-the-knee paddling at Divine Bitches made me grin when I saw it, because of the sheer bulk and muscularity of the guy over that dominatrix’s knee. (For the record, that’s Mistress T spanking Dutch Bardoux.) Heavy chains or no heavy chains, there’s no way he’d be in that position for long unless he very much wanted to be there:
Picture is from this photoshoot.
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Wednesday, November 23rd, 2011 -- by Bacchus
I think this poor fellow may have just written a check (with his mouth or, you know, the old-fashioned way) that his ass can’t cash:
From Usenet.
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Friday, January 8th, 2010 -- by Bacchus
When I stumbled over this random Kink.com gallery, my first thought was “What an ambitiously-proportioned strap-on to be sucking!”
My second thought: Isn’t it time for Isis Love to abandon the stereotypical dominatrix sneer?
Do professional dominant ladies sneer like this during sessions? Is there a market demand for it? Or is it just a porn thing?
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Tuesday, October 27th, 2009 -- by Bacchus
The whole commercial femdom kink is obscure to me because I’m basically in the Bitchy Jones camp regarding it; although I “get” the idea of domination and submission as potentially hot whichever way you draw the power arrows, I’m left cold by the memes of worthlessness and humiliation on the part of the submissive. Although these memes appear often in female-submissive porn, they are not universally seen as essential to it, and you can find plenty of porn that eschews it; whereas commercial female-dominant porn still pays homage almost universally to the idea that a submissive man must be some sort of worthless sniveling worm. Maybe that’s what the paying customer wants, and if so, may he take pleasure in it; but I don’t understand it well enough to represent it fairly here, so I usually don’t try.
The new Divine Bitches site from Kink.com may nonetheless be of interest to ErosBlog readers, because like the Men In Pain site it replaces and incorporates, it features some very attractive models and stylish erotic photography. (I’ve shared Men In Pain photography on ErosBlog at least half a dozen times before.) You don’t need to agree with the Divine Bitches front page (where it says “just visiting the site, men acknowledge that they are worms, and accept the absolute truth of female supremacy”) to appreciate beautiful pictures of strong women:
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Saturday, April 18th, 2009 -- by Bacchus
It’s almost always the facial expressions that make good porn interesting. This photo (from Men in Pain via Kinky Delight) is delightfully ambiguous with regard to what exactly Audrey Leigh is doing that made him levitate off the bed while stretched tightly to its four corners; but it’s clear there’s concentration and enjoyment involved on her part, and there’s no doubt his attention is focused somewhere in a direction that his eyeballs cannot help him with:
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Friday, January 23rd, 2009 -- by Bacchus
Somebody looks to be in trouble in the mail room. The bad kind of trouble, or the good kind? We can’t see his face, so there’s no way to tell:
From Men In Pain.
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Friday, August 6th, 2004 -- by Bacchus
About ten months ago I asked:
Does anybody have, or have a link to, a really good high-quality scan of that Spy Magazine cover from 1992 or thereabouts that featured Hillary [Clinton] Photoshopped into an impressive dominatrix outfit?
There was a resounding silence.
Fortunately, The Boss at The Collar Purple had better luck:
I’d still like a really hi-res scan, if anybody’s got one.
Update: It gets better.
Wednesday, October 8th, 2003 -- by Bacchus
Somehow in light of yesterday’s political goings-on, tinged as they were by the warm whiff of sexual scandal, this cartoon seems fresh again:
Which reminds me, does anybody have, or have a link to, a really good high-quality scan of that Spy Magazine cover from 1992 or thereabouts that featured Hillary Photoshopped into an impressive dominatrix outfit?
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