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  Many masochists come to me—those who find their physical pain transforming into pleasure. If anything, I feel there are more who prefer psychological torment, but in the first place, domination doesn’t exist in just one form, does it? From the mind to the body. Or conversely, from the body to the mind. I believe that trust, built without even noticing over time, allows that invisible psychological distance to draw closer. And when that becomes visible—or when it’s given to me in words—it makes me happy. “I’m glad I chose to follow you, mistress Hibari.” A masochistic woman told me that with a completely delirious, emptied-out white mind. That made me so happy. (Oh, by the way, various spanking tools will be arriving soon… hehe.) Lately, it’s been the same with my eternal rival—the righteous Fundoshi Rider. Because we’ve built trust and understanding over and over again, there are ways we can heat things up even more. I want to step just a little further into my partner’s “edge,” ...

I had a sub last year that had a very special type of fear/fetish.  Balloons popping.  He explained it to me into details, shared videos to help me understand the fetish better and explained the fear.  It was very interesting to me. I understood the appeal, even though it isn't something that excites me or scares me; I got the idea.  We had very fun sessions together, him being scared and trying to get over the fear and me popping balloons with the joy of a child.  I used to be scared of the popping when I was a kid, the loud sound would startle me and I hated it.  Now, I don't mind it anymore. I find it funny more than anything.  So finding ways to pop balloons and pushing my sub to gather more and more courage was a pleasant experience.  He did get better, slowly but surely. I do wonder now if next time we meet he'll be as courageous as when he left...  ☆The list of what I love and enjoy during my sessions☆ ♡Rope bondage  •Hanging ♡Spa...

  I had a rubber costume for men, but it got old. So I dressed my sub in this outfit. I put a lot of holes in my rubber costume because I was going to destroy the rubber. I like the feel of rubber, so I started off enjoying it with oil. My sub also liked the feeling of being tied up and was excited by the feel of the rubber. He was a little surprised when I took the scissors and cut his costume. But he was more pleased to have his nipples exposed. I controlled his breathing with a piece of rubber and stuffed rubber in his mouth. I love these ideas of mine.  Destruction gives me a lot of inspiration. 《schedule》 Fri. 15:00-22:00 Sat. 15:00-22:00 Jun

  My sadistic nature sometimes lacks ethics. More than when I inflict pain on the body, it is when I dominate the mind that I become truly cruel. I crave that in-between state — neither spared nor destroyed. I like the look on a masochist’s face when their cherished feelings are crumpled up like paper with a deep crease pressed into them— when the affection they turned toward me is trampled underfoot. And there are countless methods to arrive at that point. Come to think of it, this tendency has always existed in me, even before I began practicing SM in earnest. I still cannot forget the final session I had with a masochist who was about to get married. Even further back, when I was a student, there were moments in my romantic relationships when I would deliberately create a subtle unease in my partner’s heart. I normally uphold punctuality, order, and society’s rules. And yet, at times, I feel an irresistible urge to inflict psychological torment that strays beyond what is conside...

Aren't the marks left on your body by your domina the most beautiful thing you could end up having on you? May it be a cut from a sharp whip or a cane. Bruises from a spanking paddle or a flog. Or simply the traces of a tight rope on your wrists.  These marks are a gift for you, from your domina ♡ A little ephemeral souvenir of a session while she had control over your body and mind.  A reminder of the restrictions, the conflicts between pain and pleasure. The abandonment. Letting go of your freedom to please that beautiful being that takes care of you, while crushing you.  The beauty sometimes is in the little details. A little mark, left after a 3h session.  ☆The list of what I love and enjoy during my sessions☆ ♡Rope bondage  •Hanging ♡Spanking /caning ♡Whipping ♡Flogging ♡Candle wax ♡Electric stimulation ♡Sensory deprivation play •Enema •Anal play •Pegging •Smothering ♡Nipple play •P*nis play •CBT •Tickle torture •Forced m*sturbation •Humiliation •Verbal abu...

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A session with a masochist who longs to make themselves vulnerable becomes exciting precisely because there are limits. It is different from fetish play that feels endlessly sustainable. Physically and mentally vulnerable, soft — and yet sharp. Perhaps a little too abstract? Some masochists seek this state with pure sincerity. Others struggle between reason and desire, unable to fully resist their excitement. I find both irresistibly rewarding to push to the edge. A masochist who trembles with tension even as they ask for more. A masochist who becomes clearly unable to speak. A masochist who can hear nothing but my voice. Feeling them fully placed in my hands makes me gentle — and at the same time, deeply cruel. I want to toy with their limits even more. I wonder — do they truly feel it? Their own smallness, their low position. Have you noticed that the version of you stripped, depleted, and nearly erased by mercilessness is the most erotic version of you? Thankfully, many of the masoc...