One question haunted me more than any other. How can anyone who loves someone physically hurt them? It took actually experiencing the infliction of pain before I could really grasp this concept. To watch his face as the pain slowly increased, to hear his quickened breathing, and to see his growing erection each time my hand smacked his gorgeous behind…. there was no way I could deny that he was enjoying this. We talked about it each time when we first began delving into that area because I wanted to understand what was going on in his head when it happened and vice versa. For him it was quite a bit about the physical sensation and the release of the endorphins. It also helped to reinforce that I was in control of his body and his mind, something he desparately longed for. For me it was all about that sense of knowing I had yet another way to control him completely during our play time. It wasn’t something that appealed to me for frequent use but it was quite erotic when we did.

Adding toys seemed to always bump things up a notch too. We started out using things around the house. I really enjoyed lying next to him, teasingly running my fingertips over his behind and then casually telling him that it was time to go to the kitchen. He knew that meant wooden spoon time and his body would instantly let me know what he thought of that idea. Another fun toy was a tiny whip that is sold as a “penis whip”. This was something I enjoyed using when he was bound and helpless. I’d run it along the inside of his thighs until he was squirming and moaning in anticipation and then I’d tease his cock with it. Three or four very gentle taps and he was begging for permission to release. Eventually we progressed to a nice paddle for his behind. Yum that was fun to use as it generates the most delicious sounds – both the smack of the leather as it contacted his flesh and his cries of pain and excitement. Hmm – it’s getting warm in here In my current relationship (a long distance one for now), pain is not really something we’ve broached. We’re still busily exploring all the exciting dimensions hypnosis can add to a relationship

In spite of all my enjoyment of inflicting painful pleasure in the past, when considering the use of spanking as a form of discipline for a submissive I admit that I view the issue quite differently than many others in similiar lifestyles. It’s difficult for me to fathom that an adult needs a spanking in order to discipline him and teach him to do what I want. Clearly there are people who believe this and I’m not at all saying they are wrong, I just can’t understand it or associate it with any of the relationships I’ve had. In all my relationships, it’s usually been more than enough to let him know that he disappointed me, angered me, hurt me, etc. In those few instances that I feel something more is warranted, I prefer to restrict the use of something he enjoys. If he likes experiencing pain, why on earth would I reinforce negative behaviors by giving him what he likes? If he doesn’t like it, then there are more effective measures and ones that I associate more in keeping with an adult relationship.

The Entranced Realm

Originally posted 2006-07-28 16:08:11. Republished by Old Post Promoter

Female Led Relationships

Originally posted 2007-06-21 10:28:40. Republished by Old Post Promoter

I always thought that the idea of a slave wasnt appealing to Me. I have never liked the “Yes, Ma’am whatever you want Ma’am” type. I have always been attracted to spirited submissives. That slightly smart mouth playful attitude that can be curbed with a glance from Me. That has been the magic combination. But I have felt Myself being drawn to a darker side lately. I am getting more in touch with My inner sadist. ::smirk:: I have always defined Myself as a sweet sadist….but I have been less sweet lately. And the taste is like a vampire after the first kill….craving. But I digress.

I am redefining Myself some. It’s strange because I knew who and what I was from the beginning of this lifestyle and I havent ever really waivered much. I am a very affectionate person in most aspects of My life. I am a touchy feely type, I guess you would call it. If I am talking to a friend I will touch their arm or squeeze their hand. I hug all my friends when I see them somewhere. And My style of Domination is no different. I speak softly and sprinkle caresses in with vicious welts. My roughness is coming out more and more lately…spurred on by whimpering glassy eyed bois. Whips biting harder. Knives dragging pretty lines across skin. Wax seering delicate skin. All these affect My breathing more and harden My voice to an icy edge.

See? I want to hurt someone even as we speak.

I think My definition is shifting. I want someone between a slave and a submissive. I want to flow back and forth between that space. Mistresses have that right to want it all, right?

Lair of a Dark Rebel Siren

Originally posted 2006-08-25 17:07:45. Republished by Old Post Promoter

This isn’t a slave who is lying to me because he needs a break and don’t know if he wants to serve me or another domme, oh no. This is a slave who I have been raping since day one. I have his personal info, including home number, even his bank info, so I saw what was going to happen. Financial black princess sees now, that I won’t get the things that I was once receiving from him since I drained him so quickly. I guess I didn’t mean to ruin him as I stated in my site over and over. But what the hell, he asked for it. It was him who gave cash willingly over and over. One thousand here then one thousand there he would give. He maxed out 3 credit cards online for me. Financial black princess never had to order or make him do any of these things. He says it’s the tone in my voice when I speak and the beauty in my eyes, lol. Financial black princess must revise my site to not contain that I will ruin you, lol. I see now that ruining you will only make financial domination not so appealing to me after you have no more. Princess feels if I drain you and ruin your credit, then what else is left for you to do. Yes you are to keep working but also supply my wants as well, not to be ruined stupid. If you choose to do this, then call it upon your selves to ruin yourself.

Financial Domination Fetish Princess of Money slaves & Cash Cows

Originally posted 2007-01-02 13:47:14. Republished by Old Post Promoter

Just as thrilling is the thought that there are going to be experiences and delights that I had never for a moment anticipated, such as the sensational events that have occurred just this past week. But I don’t need novel incidents such as these to be assured that I will never tire of sex. I already know that the joy of whipping a man will always be with me; the excitement of lacing my legs into a pair of thigh length boots will never diminish; the pleasure of sucking on a big, hard prick like Matt’s will always give me a glimpse of heaven. There are so many variations, so many combinations, so many ways of arousing, abusing, and milking men. Even age won’t stop me – I’ll find a way, somehow or other I’ll find a way.

This is Maria – domina, cuckoldress, uber-slut, whip queen, leather princess, rubber doll, fuck-puppet, prick tease, boot babe, cock lover, and whore wife – saying au revoir, but not necessarily goodbye.

Maria’s Diary

Originally posted 2007-01-14 18:17:26. Republished by Old Post Promoter

What is Hot Female Dominant Utopia?

It’s a lovely, fictional land set in the future, or the past, in an alternate universe or a far planet. It can look exactly like modern day western world, or nothing like it.

The key component of Hot Female Dominant Utopia is hot male slaves. The women get to rule, rule, rule and the men get to serve, serve, serve. And the men pretty much get punished a lot, just ’cause, well, that’s how it works. It’s Utopia! (Do I really need to remind that it’s fiction, c’mon, fiction?)

Hot Female Dominant Utopia

Originally posted 2007-05-13 05:38:45. Republished by Old Post Promoter

Still, when I play with the young ones (though this applies to novices of any age as well), I always feel a little guilty. Like a corrupter.

I had this one strapped down to the bondage table at the start of the scene. Corset collar. Fist mitts. Leather waist cincher. His legs hoisted high. I was fixin’ to shave his lush thatch of pubic hair bare. Then I leaned over and caressed his face, looked deeply into his trusting eyes and said, “Oh, honey. I am going to make you kinkier than you ever could imagine.”

In his feedback email, the first line reads: “I made a colossal mistake with the chastity cage. I really want it on right now. Without it, I feel like I’ve left the house without my wallet or watch.”

Whip Smart

Originally posted 2008-05-08 16:08:54. Republished by Old Post Promoter