Going wild in the country

So, finally the day arrived, the one so many of had been waiting for – The English Mansion Femdom Summer Ball. Much anticipation had been occurring on various boards and over twitter and it was going to be a great day for all that were going. The original plan was that I would be going with Mistress and be under her “protection” but of course the best laid plans etc. meant that due to circumstances beyond Her control She was unable to make it and I was going to have to go solo..

Bags packed, outfit ready (yes outfits as I could never just take one as I do have a latex fetish and an exhibitionist fetish to release) toys all ready I headed down to the West Country for the day. Now up until the 25th May, the weather in England had been fantastic for the time of year. Sunny, hot, dry.. Of course that had to end and it came to an end on the 26th May. Wind, rain, cloud .. not exactly the weather we were hoping for I have to admit but none the less I was sure there would be contingency planning as Mistress Sidonia, the fantastic host, is the Mistress of organisation.

Once I arrived at the designated parking area (see, I told you She was organised) I made my way to the house (and what a house) to say hello and say lots of activity going on but also lots of tranny maids already there dressed and preparing glasses, drinks etc. Amazing. Got changed (once I had decided what to wear) and saw an old friend had also arrived so of course that just meant I had to chat whilst waiting for the coaches (what can I say.. organisation) arrived from London and Birmingham bearing more party goers.

Now, this bit gets slightly complicated. There were a system of coloured wrist bands that designated what you were into. I had opted for a couple  with the previous expectation that Mistress would be with me. However as this had changed and as I was well known to the “house” Lady Nina Birch thought I should have an everything goes  no limits black band! Given my single loathing of CP and Caning, I was not sure this was the best idea but to late, the deed was done and I was sent out to join the masses and say hello to many of the Mistresses I either knew in person and had chatted to over twitter.

Well the day went one, the time passed so quickly! Of course, being the slut I am (in so many meanings of the word) I indulged myself in play with Mistress Rouge, once again bending over for Her and being buggered with her strap-on in front of the crowd over a glass floor with me being trampled by Mistress Velour at the same time as having my legs held up by Mistress Esme and Madame Caramel whilst wearing a gas mask! You had to be there but it worked!

But later on in the day, finally meeting Mistress Jezabel was a treat and finding a Mistress who is of such a like mind to mine that resulted in a gorgeous sensual and painful needle play session. She is clearly a sadist and mixed with my overwhelming masochistic desires we clicked leading to me just floating away into a happy place whilst having my flesh punctured.

I will write more but of course my thanks have to go out to Mistress Sidonia, Her partner and all the others that helped make it a great day.  

Pay and Play – the right way and the wrong way

In the last month, I have been to a couple of what are usually described at “Pay’n’Play” parties. It was interesting to see how different they were and how one worked brilliantly and one was a major let-down.

With the most recent party, it was a warm, friendly and a lot of fun. I knew some of the people there but not well having seen them at clubs etc or in one case done some filming. I did however know of the Mistresses and I have to confess that She was the main reason I went a for a long time I had wanted to play with Her. The party had been themed as "Tea and Strap-on” so that was right up my street, as they say. The other was a more random affair and was organised by a Mistress I know very well having been to many of her parties when she held them in London. This party in contrast was shambolic and in part that was down to the premises but mostly down to one of the other Mistresses. Here’s why.

In my experience, the best parties are not organised in respect of what happens during the party. They just have a flow about them and people pair off to play when it suits them or when invited. Party 2 failed on that account in so many ways. The “subs” were marched from room to room for the next “game” where we took it in turns to participate. The ratio was OK – 2:1 so that is never a bad thing but clearly some of the guys were not used to parties and found it somewhat intimidating I suspect. Whilst I am somewhat of an exhibitionist (understatement) clearly not all are like that and the thought of participating in games that may involve touching another man were abhorrent. But the real downer, the killer was a Mistress who was having her first party. I can only really describe her as a shouty Mistress and seemed to be in the early stages of Dominatrix Toxaemia and believed the best results were achieved by shouting at all and sundry no matter what. It had the effect of killing what little mood there was and made for a not successful night.

The other party, held very recently was, on the other hand a real success. The guys were all there to have fun and along with the 3 Mistresses, there were a number of couples who were in a D/s relationship at the party. No-one really had to shout and with only a couple of rooms to play in, there was always something going on where you were either participating or could watch if you so desired. For me, the 2nd party worked because it was so much more relaxed. It was for me a party where I got to finally give myself over to someone I long admired who ended up giving me an anal session I will remember for a long time! More of that at a later date I suspect.

Hypno Domination

I have long held a curiosity about the while Hypno Domme thing and what it entailed. Mainly I think out of my seemingly endless desire to try new things of a sexual and BDSM flavour. But, like a lot of things I had not gotten round to it just yet. It seems to be widely practiced (with a large number of online Mistresses seeming to offer it) and a few Pro-Dommes I know personally would seem to have it as part of their repertoire.

However, quite how I am not sure, I came across this blog from Mindfields College. Watching some of the video clips on it, and listening to the very clear presentation, it has without doubt put me 100% off the idea. When you start to realise that that actually, a lot of what is said by hypno-therapists is just there to cover the unknown, it is something to be very wary of. The ability to access my deepest consciousness is not really something I want to happen. It is worth looking at the couple of videos on the page if you are considering seeing a Hypno-Domme as it will make you want to ask many questions I am sure.

When did I become so needy!!

It sort of crept up on me without warning. But suddenly, I found myself needy. I crave contact, anything from Mistress. I need to know she has read my message, that my words have pleased her. But nothing...no response, no indication. Then of course the self doubt creeps in and with that the fears and feelings that soon it will all be over despite assurances that nothing has changed, that things will go on and only get better.

I have never been needy, but I suspect I have never felt this way about someone and to suddenly find myself in this situation is a new and complicated set of emotions.

You can be a Pro and still be in charge

I love this post by Ms Slide. To me, it is the best definition of the relationship between a Professional Mistress and a paying submissive I have seen. So many posts you see out there seem to argue that because the client pays he (and it usually a he) is in effect topping and controlling the session. But that argument has never felt right to me and Ms Slide, better than anyone, has shown me why.

Whilst Bitchy Jones (whose blog I really do like) rants on often about Pro-Dommes and why in her view they are wrong, Ms Slide has offered up a view that makes sense and shows that females are still in charge.

Thank-you Ms Slide for the post.

Does being dominant make you a domme?

I was reading an ad on one of the myriad of contact sites recently and one struck me in the words used by the poster - "I do like to be a very dominat woman!" (her spelling of the word not mine). I thought that in certain circumstances I like to be a very dominant man as well but that does not mean I want to be a Dom. Far from it. So, just because someone is dominant does that mean they make a good Domme. It is an essential quality?

Personally, I look for other qualities - extroverted but not aggressive, controlling but not overbearing, decisive but not impetuous, consistent, confident, honest and open, persuasive, caring, responsible, having a strong sense of self. But, if I look at this list I also see that a lot of this applies to myself. So where does the line divide between being submissive and being dominant when, to me, we seem to share many of the same characteristics. I suspect it is the desire to hand over that control and for someone to accept it and take control of someone who that defines the difference. That is the defining quality of each of us in this lifestyle