A fun little session in studio 9 for one of my subs that is entirely new to BDSM. I absolutely love Alpha-in, but sometimes, this hotel/dungeon can feel a bit overwhelming for new subs. When you are exploring things for the first time, it is sometimes better to go slowly. There are some studios around kabukichō that are fun to play in and allow different types of play than in a hotel room! Mostly for hanging. I won't lie and I probably said it in another blog already, but hanging isn't my forte. I enjoy it, but other dominas are better than me at it. This being said, I still love to do simple harnests and hang my subs in ways where they can't escape. So I can do whatever I want with them. During this session with my sub we worked on candle play, to make him used to this stinging but quick pain and some tickling torture, hard to escape this torture when you are tied up and your body is fully exposed. It was a very funny session that we both enjoyed an...
I have never particularly felt the desire to soil a masochist with my own bodily fluids. I’ve never meant it as a form of marking, either. They are things born within my body, things that were inside me just moments ago—nothing more than something unclean. They are meant to be discarded, so I have no need for them. And yet, there are still people in this world who call them “beautiful,” “wonderful,” even “sacred.” They crave it—breathing grows ragged, their voices tremble. Their words lose strength, their eyes begin to go vacant. Rather than me holding it, it feels far more fitting for you to present yourself—your tongue, your face, your entire body—as the vessel to receive it. So instead of wanting to “dirty” you, it feels more natural to think of it as using you until I’m satisfied. Watching these perverts fall into near-madness—howling as they taste it, smear it—that’s what makes me think so. Trash goes in the trash. Filth goes in the toilet. If you want it, you already know what ki...