La Siora Tokyo blog

The wedgie. A different type of fetish and torture.  I never thought, when becoming a domina, that I would meet so many subs that enjoy themselves a good wedgie.  Sometimes it is about the humiliation of having your underwear pulled so high we put it on your head like in a cartoon. Sometimes it is about the ripping and that sensation of being vain and weak while somebody is pretty much destroying your underwear while you are still wearing them.  Sometimes, it goes a bit further and it is, on top of the humiliation, about the joy of the pain.  I had this session with a sub where he wanted to be hanged by his underwear.  Out of all the dominas, I will be very honest, hanging isn't my forte. I enjoy other types of plays more, even tho I do love shibari a lot, I didn't put the time just yet to improve my skills when it comes to hanging.  But, I do find the creativity of solving the hanging puzzle extremely satisfying. If you know the basics, you can overcome al...

  I enjoy melting the obsessive, niche-driven minds of fetishists. When I push them while they’re already heightened in sensitivity, they show me expressions they could never reveal to anyone else. Recently, I’ve taken the fetish play I was already familiar with—bondage/BD, bodily fluids and scent, and foot fetishes—and pushed it further into more niche, less commonly explored territory. I often engage with masochists from overseas, and it tends to result in a kind of intoxication born from suffering intertwined with fetish. I use their expressions and psychological shifts as fuel to satisfy my own dominant nature. I own quite a variety of tools, but I also seem to prefer using my own body to directly dominate my partner— controlling their breath with facesitting, choking them with my thighs, or applying CBT with the tips of my feet. And when I corner them to the brink, then gently stroke their head while gazing at their expression… it makes me want to distort their fetishism even ...

  A masochist whose feet don’t touch the ground—pitiful, and that’s exactly what makes it good. Even simply being suspended, I believe, already contains suffering. And the way they stare back at me—trying to read my intentions while I silently watch them—is delightful. Even though they can’t do a thing. As for inverted suspension, I’m really glad I bought my own restraints a few years ago. I’ve been using them not only at studios I’m familiar with, like S3 Studio and Alphain, but also bringing them along to places like Studio 9 and MK Studio. As the sound of the pulley chain lifts them higher, I wonder if their mind is slowly being cornered along with it. Forced into a position where all they can do is be looked down upon, the way they expose their stomach like a dog begging to be played with feels so defenseless. It had been a while, but I also did rope suspension again—and it was satisfying. Unlike lifting with a pulley, rope suspension lets me carefully take away their freedom p...

This follows my previous blog about role-play.  After the interview, my sub went to dress as a maid so I could test her cleaning skills at first.  I used one of our face harness and clipped a feather duster to it and forced her to clean the dust around the room, punishing her if she missed some spots or was too slow. Once I was satisfied with that part, I changed the duster to a broom so she could clean the floor. It was pretty satisfying to see her on all fours cleaning around the room as fast and as good as shes could. She did get punished a few times, as I was not 100% satisfied with her cleaning speed. But overall, she did a good job.  It was time to see now if she was good enough for more intimate work. I won't go into too much details here, but she definitely managed all the things I did to her and she was very well rewarded. Bruised, yes. But rewarded so well her brain and might've needed a little break at some point.  In the end, she was hired and I am lookin...

Even when I’m not meeting my masochists, I feel as though I’m still in session with them. From what I hear, when they’re alone, each of them wrestles with their own restless urges—tormented, simmering beneath a calm exterior, driven by an intense impatience they can’t quite release. As I listen, I respond with casual “I see”s, but at the same time, I find myself narrowing my eyes, quietly intoxicated by it all. There was a masochist who had carefully prepared a list of questions for me.   Another, who shyly confessed that they sustain their self-pleasure using only memories of our sessions.   One who spoke of their regrets and ambitions.   One who endured the suffering of a chastity device head-on.   And one who struggled with anxiety and longing, letting their feelings build and build. Tell me—what kind of expression did you have? It’s almost endearing that I can’t fully see it. It seems the “poison” I want to give has seeped in deeply—and they respond with pure, un...

  I find myself deeply absorbed in the slow, meticulous control of whether a masochist reaches their limit—or the very peak of their arousal. When I use a cane, I savor the space between each strike just as much as the strike itself. I want them to fully absorb the lingering pain, to feel it settle into their body as it is, unfiltered. And just when they are preparing themselves for the next blow, I like to unsettle their mind—make them tremble. It can be the sharp sound of the cane cutting through the air, or simply my words. I strike the same spot repeatedly, letting the sensation build and accumulate. Even as they weaken, I expect them to respond properly to my voice. Perhaps the cane is the only form of play I prefer to enjoy slowly and purely, without combining it with anything else. Maybe it’s because the process is so vivid— step by step, they steadily offer up their composure to me. Another deeply persistent and sharpening path to an extreme state is breath control. (The re...

  When the roleplay hits another level and seems almost like it isn't playing anymore.  My sub and I decided to have a role-play session together. He enjoys being a sissy and a slave/maid. So I decided to combine both and create a little story that goes kind of like this: A woman (my sub) is looking to get a job as a maid for a rich woman and her husband (me and imaginary husband).  I interviewed her, asked for references from her previous house and asked if she was the type to take good care of the man of the house. Good intimate, private care.  In this story, my husband is a very busy man that loves to have a personal maid that takes care of him in every aspects.  I am satisfied with her answers and decide to invite her to my place and see if she is really a good fit for my household and my husband.  ... 　　　　　　  Schedule    On call monday (temporary) 14:00~20:00 Thursday(木) to Sunday(日) 13:30~20:00 Click here to visit my page!:  https:...