Hot Femdom Fantasies Are Back!

In the world of female domination, time can change everything. We all have ups and downs when it comes to sexuality. Most femdom relationships exist in the real world, a world that may include work, bills, kids, aging parents, and a plethora of other obligations that can leave us with little left to give when it comes to sensuality and intimacy. 

Perhaps this is an effort to explain the years away from my blog. For that, my dear fellow Dommes and sweet submissive subs, I ask your forgiveness. What I can say is that, despite some lags from time to time, there have been a number of thrilling sensual adventures. 

My mind is like a rolodex of sexual fantasies, many I intend to share here on my blog as I did in the past. But even better are the fantasies that have developed into femdom realities. There have been a number of moments that have taken my breath away - experiencing thrills I thought were too risqué, even for us! 

Even if a 24/7 femdom relationship is not logistically possible at the moment, I still crave it and think about it often. And it makes me savor the days or weekends when we can just relax, enjoy each other, and explore together. 

As before, that means plenty of time for masturbation... I've always loved touching my body, even when my sexy submissive is unavailable for servicing me. My lips get so wet, and I swear my clit hardens slightly, like a small cock. My labia feel engorged and I cannot stop my fingers from wandering in, around, and through my beautiful pussy. During such sessions, I have a total escape. Nothing enters my mind except thoughts of sexual power, humiliation, teasing and denial, and extreme thoughts and desires. 

Rather than keep both my fantasies and my real-life experiences to myself, I have decided to return to the blog world and share them with all of you! For me, this is therapeutic. It allows me to be myself, truly and completely, with no worries of judgment. I can relish in my sexuality and my desires, and can titillate the minds of thousands of other people hearing about my femdom adventures. 

For those new to the blog, take a few moments to read some posts from the past. They are guaranteed to stimulate! And for those returning, I am happy to have you back in my presence! More to come, loves!

My 10 Favorite Fetishes: A Domme Confesses

I can almost hear My Favorite Things from The Sound of Music! Wouldn't that make for a wicked

Broadway show? People frequently ask me about my particular fetishes. There are plenty and they really do run the gamut! They tend to ebb and flow over months, sometimes even years, but I think this list covers the biggies. 

1. Sissy play - I love feminizing a man, especially forced feminization. I go wild for a man in panties and stockings, and enjoy teasing and taunting him as he is emasculated for me. Don't get me wrong- I adore cock, but when I have a sissy to play with, I'm happy to sacrifice and go without, or I could always move on to my second fetish...

2. Cuckolding - I've cuckolded with another submissive as well as with a vanilla play partner, and I don't think I have a particular preference. I enjoy being fawned over by horny men, especially if at the end of the night one of the is denied and left aroused. As much as I enjoy this fetish, I struggle with the concept of picking up a random man. In my experiences, my bull has been someone I have known well.

3. Chastity - Locking it up and throwing away the key! I have fantasies of keeping a submissive in chastity forever. No, it wouldn't be practical, but the idea gets me so wet. Even the largest cock looks so pathetic and shriveled in a chastity device. I love laughing, teasing and stroking the cage and sometimes even pushing it inside my pussy... so he can alllllllmost feel it!

4. Threesomes - Both with two submissive men and with a submissive man and submissive woman. These experiences are so intense... four hands and two tongues explore my body and keep me cumming over and over again. Super intimate, especially ordering them to play with each other (yes, even two men)... which leads to...

5. Bisexuality - Keep in mind, I would never force anyone to do something without having first discussed it with them and determined that it was not a hard limit. But damn, I love watching a man suck cock! Ladies, I'm pretty sure men are better at it than we are! Even better- when a submissive gets hard as he is sucking cock... OMG!

6. Creampies/cum eating - This fetish is delicious! Well, for me at least. I used to feel a little guilty when I made a subby eat his cum, but then I thought about all of the blowjobs I gave and all the cum I swallowed. It seems only fair. Sexy, and fair. I especially enjoy making the experience humiliating, like by making him cum on his pillow, lick it off, and then sleep on the dirty pillow.

7. Bondage/cage/helplessness - I consider these three all the same. The ultimate fantasy is that my submissive is under my complete control with no hope of release. He completely succumbs to my womanhood and my power, and receives only what I allow him. I control what he eats, drinks, bathroom privileges, everything!

8. Manservant/chauffeur/slave - Definitely more erotic than service-oriented. I'd love to have my floors vacuumed and my toilets brushed, but the real fantasy here is just having a slave at my beck and call. He literally does nothing else but serve me. When he is not in use, he assumes certain positions until I call upon him. Hard to enjoy this one in real life, but the fantasy really gets me going!

9. Strict protocols, contracts - Another one that is a wee bit challenging to implement... I would love to have a formal contract for my submissive that dictates my control over him. I would like for him to sign away his sexuality completely. I get off on the idea of intense and powerful protocols that he must obey (or suffer the consequences).

10. Puffy nipples - I have no idea why, but I love 'em!

Feeldoe and Strapon Fun

Yes, I wish I had a cock. I will readily admit that I have a raging case of penis envy. I love cocks-

they are such a symbol of power and authority and when I wear one, I feel such control!

I have an assortment of strap-ons in a range of sizes and colors, but as my long-time readers know, my favorite is my Feeldoe. I think it's because it stimulates me while I fuck, and of course the lack of a harness is a big hit. The only problem with the Feeldoe is that it requires strong vaginal muscles to wield it properly. In other words... go a few months without wearing it and you literally have to 'work out' in order to use it again. (Here's where the sexy part comes in...)

The best way to build those muscles is to wear the Feeldoe as much as possible. So yes, here I sit with my giant blue phallus, the bulb embedded in me and the cock extended between my legs. Sitting down is no problem, but as I walk around I have to really hold it tight with my body. This is both challenging and erotic. It really turns me on. Not only am I walking about my house with a cock, but I'm feeling my wetness around it inside me. 

So yes, I have a cock and it's making me hot as hell! I cannot wait to plunge it deep inside the tight hole of a willing sub. I want to have the power, to make him helpless for my cock and my touch. I want to cum and either choose to allow him the same release or (preferably) deny him and make him linger aroused until I decide he has earned an orgasm. My orgasm is guaranteed, as it should be. 

I'm just hoping that the Fedex man won't come by and see me walking around with a cock between my legs. Then again, maybe that would be a good thing!

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The Chastity Game: The Adventures of a Chaste Submissive and His Key Holder Wife

For the second time tonight, Alexis reached between her breasts and fumbled with the keys.

“I guess you are wondering if I’m going to let you out for the night,” she said.

“No. I assume you probably won’t. You really seem to be enjoyed this.”

“You’re right to both. No, I won’t let you out tonight and yes, I am enjoying this. Quite a lot, actually.”

Alexis turned and faced Bryan, who was also now naked except for his chastity device.

“Your cock looks so small inside it,” she said with a chuckle. “I mean, really small. I guess nothing could get you hard right now.” Smiling, Alexis reached down between her legs. She rubbed her mound gently, fingering the tiny, well-groomed hairs.

“I bet even watching me touch myself couldn’t get you to grow hard, locked away like that,” she purred, as she spread her thighs slightly. Still standing, she spread her labia gently and rubbed her index finger against the side of her clitoris.

Bryan moaned in pleasure and frustration as he watched his wife. She looked gorgeous touching herself. He felt eager to be beside her, to be the one touching her, but he was afraid of any additional stimulation. As it was, he felt intense pressure in his crotch from the device. He rocked back on his heels and then forward on his toes. He felt exposed and vulnerable, and somehow anxious in his stomach. Helpless, he could do nothing but watch as Alexis continued to rub.

“Oh, yes, it feels so good. I’m still nice and slick from my orgasm in the car,” she teased. “I bet you would love to be inside me. It’s too bad that you couldn’t keep your hands off that pathetic cock of yours. You could be making love to me right now, but instead you are locked safely away. But don’t worry, I’m going to make sure I cum extra tonight for both of us.” That was what Bryan was worried about.

Alexis continued to rub against her clitoris, and then reached deeper between her legs. She bent forward slightly to accommodate her extended reach, and appeared to be rubbing her pussy. It wasn’t until she turned her back to Bryan that he discovered the truth. Now facing away from him, he could see that her finger had plunged inside her asshole up to the knuckle. Lexi loved when Bryan toyed with her asshole, but he had never seen her touch herself there.

“Do you like what you see, baby? Like seeing my finger inside my tiny hole?” she asked, as she continued to move it gently, deeper.

“Oh yes!” Bryan moaned. “You look so freaking hot right now! I just want to touch you so bad!” Bryan was practically begging.

“Mmm… I know you must be eager.” Between moans, Alexis continued, “You will not be leaving your chastity device for a week, so the more you are aroused, the more difficult it will be.”

Alexis picked up her face, and bent over further. Now Bryan could clearly see both her filled asshole and her pussy. She was practically glistening with wetness.

“I want you to ache for my body, though I suspect you already are,” she said, becoming more breathless as she spoke. “Now come kneel behind me and lick my asshole and pussy and make me cum, bitch.”

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Forced Feminization and a Confession

The first time I made a submissive wear panties, it was part of an exploration in humiliation. I knew it

would embarrass him to wear my feminine, silky panties instead of his manly underwear. It caused an instant erection, and aroused me as well. I loved the look of the feminine fabric against his masculine body, and it was the first step I took into forced feminization play. 

Since that first venture into this type of behavior, I have insisted that any submissive I interact with wear panties. I enjoy taking them shopping and holding the intricate, feminine panties up against their pants. It never fails to embarrass them and get them hard. It delights me as well. The truth is, I get aroused seeing men wearing women's clothing. Not just panties, either. Corsets, bras, lingerie, miniskirts. I find it all very exciting.

Now I have a confession to make... on occasion, I enjoy wearing men's underwear. Boxer briefs, specifically. Yes, they are warm and cozy, but part of the reason I love wearing them is that they make me feel a little manly. After wearing them for a day, I am eager to wear a strap-on or engage in other methods of female domination.

In my eyes, this helps reinforce roles in the relationship. When I force my submissive to wear panties (and a buttplug, or other insertable), yet I walk around in boxers, I am sexually free while he is feminized. Ultimately we are both aroused and happy, and that is what matters most! 

Sissy In The Making: The Intense Femdom BDSM Transition of a Man to a Sissy

For a time, Olivia massaged his lower legs, then his knees, and then his thighs. Tim could smell the floral scent of the lotion. Normally it enticed him, but tonight he was feeling a little sick to his stomach. What was she doing to him? Olivia began to massage his inner thighs, then closer towards his groin. His clitty bobbed around eagerly, and a gasp escaped his lips as she wrapped her slick fingers around him. She stroked up and down a few times and just as he was accepting her rhythm she withdrew and moved her hands to his balls. She gently massaged them as well.

“Mmm…” Tim said. “You can call me sissy all you want as long as you keep this up.”

Olivia was silent as she continued her erotic massage. She moved about, concentrating on his clitty, then his balls, then his inner thighs. After several minutes, she ventured down further, to his perineum and then she did it… she brushed against his hole.

“My gosh, what are you doing, umm… Ma’am?” Tim asked.

“Be quiet, sissy. I don’t want to hear another word from you.”

Olivia pressed gently against his hole, then rubbed his perineum for a few moments before returning to his most sacred area. Tim tried to relax and let her have her way, and as he did he felt her fingertip enter him. The feeling was totally foreign, but blissfully exciting. He moaned deeply as she pressed in further. Within seconds, her entire finger was buried in him.

“Do you like how this feels, sissy?” she asked, using his new name.

“Yes. Yes, Ma’am,” Tim replied, moaning and breathing hard.

“Good. I’m glad you enjoy having your pussy fingered.” Did she just say pussy fingered? It all seemed too much for Tim. In just a couple of days he had gone from being businessman to housewife and sissy.

Olivia began to withdraw her finger, only to plunge it in again. It felt abrupt, and Tim found himself wishing she would go deeper. Of course, he was far too ashamed to ask for such a thing. Still, it was almost as if Olivia read his mind. 

“I have your surprise now,” Olivia said proudly. She held aloft a small buttplug. It was thin and narrow, but about four inches long. It was clear that it would go much deeper than her finger.

“Hold your legs up in the air so I can fuck your tight pussy, baby,” Olivia purred. Tim immediately reached back behind his knees and lifted his legs. As he pulled his knees in to his chest, he pondered his situation. She asked him to expose his hole for something that looked all too much like a cock and he didn’t even think twice.

“Now, here comes to cock,” she teased. And with that, she plunged the plug deep into his hole. Tim gasped, both out of shock and extreme desire. It felt so good deep inside him. He felt aroused as he never had before. Tim began humping the air wildly, thrusting his hips around.

“Oh, I see my sissy likes it. Say it! Say, ‘I’m a sissy and I like it!’” she demanded.

“I like it,” Tim admitted.

“That’s not what I said,” she cried, smacking his exposed ass again. “Now say the whole thing. ‘I’m a sissy and I like it!’”

“I’m a sissy, and… and I like it,” he said, feeling his manhood disappearing. He felt worthless, like a sissy. He felt pathetic and used, and yet oddly so aroused.

“That’s right,” she said as her hand moved down to her pussy. “You are my sissy, and this is just the beginning.”

... The above excerpt is from my latest publication, "Sissy In The Making: The Intense Femdom BDSM Transition of a Man to a Sissy" 

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Top 10 Humiliating Ideas for Submissives

Humiliation is one of my biggest turn-ons. I get wet seeing a man forced to wear panties, or bending
over to expose his hole for my strap on. I fantasize about forcing a man to serve me and my friends naked as we are fully dressed, and I love the thought of making him do embarrassing things that will no doubt arouse him as we laugh.

I decided to share a list of my top 10 humiliating ideas for submissives. These are all things I have done before, and all things I will do again. Remember- D/s should always be consensual, so even when I talk about 'forcing' a submissive to do something, it is only after careful negotiation and discussion prior to play.

• Making him suck my Feeldoe or strapon. This may be my favorite humiliating task. I love the pucker of a man's mouth as he prepares to take my cock in his lips. I wrap my hands around the back of his head and fuck his face, as he and I both moan in pleasure and delight. Of course, my words reinforce his submission, "I'm going to fuck your face like the bitch you are!"
• Making him refer to his cock, chest, and asshole in feminine terms (clitty, tits, and pussy). Men are so devoted to their genitalia. I like stripping those nasty terms of cock, erection, hardness, etc away. It's much more humiliating to make them use sexy feminine terms.
• Forcing him to wear panties. There are so many ways to have fun with this humiliating idea. I enjoy taking him shopping for panties, holding the pairs up against his crotch in the store, and giggling as I see him growing hard beneath his jeans. Sometimes it is fun to hand him a balled up pair of panties in a restaurant and demanding that he go put them on in the bathroom and return his 'manly' underwear to me. In general, the more feminine the panties, the better. Pink lace, flowers, and even ruffles make my laugh and get me wet.
• Ordering him to bend over and expose his hole to me. This act is so degrading, and yet arouses us both. I like seeing his hole, inspecting it for errant hairs, and having it available to stick my fingers, butt plug, dildos, or even household objects into. This pose is wonderful for putting him back in his place.
• Fingering his pussy and playing with his prostate can be humiliating as well. Of course, the physical pleasure is exciting, but I make sure it comes with a hefty dose of humiliation. Over and over I talk about fingering his pussy, stroking his clitty, making him wet for me like the gurl that he is. I get him so excited that he humps my hand, and then I tease him for that as well. 

Those are five... five more to come with my next post!

In My Wildest Dreams

As I have shared in many a post, I have a lot of sexual fantasies. Over the years I have built quite a repertoire of hot, erotic stories in My mind, and have recently begun putting them down on paper. It excites Me to think about other people getting aroused to My own personal desires.

Yesterday I published my first piece of erotica! It is a fantasy I have about a woman seducing a young stud and transforming him into a submissive. It's not a full length book- more like a long chapter- but if it is well received I will publish more, longer pieces. 

And just for you, my sweet readers, a delightful excerpt:

“I want to see your tongue, sweet bitch boy. I don’t know if you lick those teeny bopper pussies, but you are sure going to lick this one. Now stick out your tongue and wag it around like the bitch that you are!” I’m speaking forcefully now, my voice raised and my demands insistent.

With that, I drop my pussy against his eager tongue and allow him the sweet pleasure of my goodness. He laps frantically, like a man dying of thirst. Over and over his tongue dances on my clit, my labia, against my entrance. There is no precision, his movements are almost spasmodic, still the sensation feels delightful. I can feel myself getting wet, a combination of my internal lubrication and his saliva. I order him to stick his tongue out as far as he can and keep it still. I begin grinding my hips forward and back, dragging my body against his tongue so that it rakes gently from clit, between my folds, and all the way to my asshole before making the return journey. Over and over I continue this delightful exercise, until I feel the beginnings of my first orgasm overtaking my body. Leaning back against him, I push my pussy tight up against his face. His chin is nearly entering me, and I feel his tongue slightly brushing against my clit with each push. I cum this way, screaming and moaning almost animalistically in the throes of passion.

The tingles from the orgasm continue to dance through my body as I climb off the bed. I’m definitely not done with my victim yet. In fact, playtime is just beginning. I go to my adult toy chest and retrieve several items. With my hands, I gently push his legs apart, and curl up between them. 

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Hot Texting Femdom Fun

I teased b relentlessly last night over text. My messages to him:

• "I will always own your orgasms!"
• "Going to make you strip to your panties and sit with Me a while as I masturbate."
• "I like to make you cum in the most humiliating ways possible."
• "I want you to lick me from clit to asshole... I cum so hard on your tongue."

These messages and more were enough to get My sweet love eager to pleasure Me. In his absence I had to resort to some hot erotica along with My special toy, the Magic Wand. I started with My fingers, rubbing both sides of My clit, almost as if it was a small cock. I rubbed up and down against the length of it, going deeper on My downward strokes until My fingers nearly entered My wetness.

After this manual foreplay, I pulled out My Magic Wand. I love the feeling of it buzzing so powerfully against My clit. As I texted him, I held it firmly between My thighs. After a few minutes, My hips were bucking against the mattress as I thought about him, alone and horny, so eager to touch himself. I didn’t allow it, and took great pleasure knowing he was hard and suffering for Me.  

Our rules remain- he is not to touch himself without My permission. He snapped pictures of his hard cock, hoping I might allow him a few pity strokes, as I came over and over again. My orgasms were wild, thrashing events, with animalistic moans of pleasure.

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Lots of super hot posts, femdom erotic (true) stories, sexy fantasies, and yes- even a hot threesome, dear readers!

Back, With Two Big Surprises!

I'm back- yes, for real this time! Life has changed dramatically, but I'm pleased to still have the blog. I will be relocating it soon to a more formal website. (Any sweet tech geek subbies want to help with that???)

And the surprises? I am in the process of writing two books. One is chock full of erotica. Many of the stories are real events from my life, and I cannot wait to share them with you. The other book is on how to introduce the vanilla wife to D/s. I have taken great pleasure in helping several couples with this and I cannot wait to share it with you!

Thanks for sticking with Me!

Introducing a Foot Fetish to the Vanilla Wife

I recently received a message from a reader who asked how he might share his foot fetish with his wife. Although in my mind this seems easy and something that many women would embrace, I am sure that when introduced the wrong way some women would be appalled and turned off.

First, what NOT to do. Do not just tell your wife you have a foot fetish! Don't get me wrong- I do think people should be open and honest about their sexuality however just as with D/s, many people have preconceived notions of certain things. Instead, introduce it to her slowly.

Begin by conquering any objections she may have. Some women are self-conscious of their feet. Face it- women's feet take a lot of abuse! From high-heeled shoes to open-toed sandals - women do not buy shoes with comfort in mind. A good beginning would be to send her to the spa for a manicure and pedicure. She (and her feet) will be pampered. 

Now the fun begins! Of course you will want to check out her new manicure and pedicure. Compliment both her hands and her feet. Then, when curled up on the sofa, rub her feet gently. This really should not be a sexual activity but more a sensual, loving time. She should not feel that you are aroused by this but rather that you are contributing to her pleasure. I enjoy having my feet massaged with lotion. The Body Shop carries some great peppermint lotion just for feet. Begin making this part of your routine. 

Now that she is becoming more comfortable with you touching her feet, introduce it in a more intimate setting. Kiss your wife from head to toe. Start by giving her kisses on her forehead then work your way down her face, slowly down her body and down her legs. This should be an act of love and appreciation. Although the end result will likely be sexual, this is more an act of devotion and sensuality. Most women will slowly become aroused in the process and by the time you reach her feet she will likely be more willing to accept your kisses there. But no sucking her toes... yet. 

Gradually make her feet more a part of your day to day life with her as well as your intimate time. Make the effort to learn about how to give a great foot massage. Send her for pedicures regularly (or, even better, learn to do them yourself). 

Now relax, continue to worship your wife's feet and let her take the reigns. She may enjoy your foot fetish just as much as you do! 

From my experience, it took me a while to eroticize my feet. I have always appreciated pedicures and foot massages but one night, when j was rubbing my feet, it just felt so erotic. Partly it was because he hit this certain spot on the sole of my foot that feel so incredibly arousing! Now it is great foreplay. Now I enjoy having my feet kissed, licked, sucked. I use them to tease j, to play with his cock under the table in restaurants. In fact, my feet are one of the sexiest parts of my body. (In fact, it is fitting that as I have been writing this post j has been giving me a pedicure). 

Best of luck as you explore this with your wife! 

D/s At 30,000 Feet

Yesterday we were on a rather long flight from overseas when my mind began to drift into the realm of D/s. Despite j and I both discussing our desire to resume play, we had yet to do much more than talk. The talk had been enough to keep my mind racing and the fantasies flowing freely. As we sat snuggled up close on the airplane, I decided I wanted to take action.

I instructed j to take out his blanket and lay it over his lap and open his tray table. Knowing that the view of the movement on his lap was now obstructed, I reached over and began to stroke his cock. Within seconds he was aroused and doing his best not to move. I pulled him over to me and gave him a soft kiss, then leaned over and whispered in his ear telling him how much I miss my subby hubby.

After ensuring that he was both aroused and a bit embarrassed by his state, I pulled out my iPad and opened the Notes app. I typed messages to j and then passed him the iPad so he could type his responses. Back and forth we 'discussed' our feelings, concerns, desires. As we did, I casually stroked him off and on, just enough to keep him hard and wanting my touch.

My final message to him: "If you want to be my sub, go in the bathroom and bring yourself to the edge three times. No cumming!"

I watched the door of the bathroom on the airplane. I wanted my eyes to be locked on him as he came out. When he returned to the seat I could tell he was moderately embarrassed and thoroughly aroused. For the remainder of the flight I teased him. I leaned over and whispered to him how I wanted his face between my legs or stroked him and, just as his arousal was getting the best of him squeezed his balls.

We had friends take us home from the airport and our daughter waiting up when we arrived home so the real fun had to put off even longer. As j closed up the house for the night I laid down on my stomach on our bed. j joined me, giving me a nice massage as I read through some emails. I took off my clothes and allowed him to kiss and caress my body before ordering him to lick my pussy. He kissed, licked and suckled on my labia and clitoris as my hips thrust up against his face. In no time at all I climaxed so loudly that I had him turn the television on lest anyone hear me.

After licking me a bit more he used his fingers on my pussy, pushing them in and out of me over and over, faster and faster. The feeling was sensational - almost as if I was separate from my body. As he was bent over my body I periodically stroked his now incredibly erect cock and toyed with his asshole. On and on he continued until I had an unbelievably strong orgasm. I decided that he had been teased enough for one night and ordered him to get on his back. I climbed on top of him and kissed all over his face while I rode his cock. Tasting my wetness each time I kissed his mouth turned me on even more. I teased him while I moved my hips around on his cock. I know he was concerned that I might not let him cum despite how aroused he was. Ultimately I had mercy on him and enjoyed his moans as he climaxed inside of me. I hope he enjoyed it as it will be the last orgasm he has for a while!

Amsterdamn, That's Hot!

This past year has involved extensive traveling throughout the world. Many cities throughout Europe are, not surprisingly, more sex-friendly but none as much as Amsterdam.

People in Amsterdam seem to have embraced their sexuality the same way that Germans have embraced beer. Prostitution is legal and in the Red Light District you can literally window show for your woman on of the evening. Swingers clubs, brothels and sex toy shops line the streets.

Amsterdam hosts the first and oldest Sex Museum not tucked in some back alley but rather right on a main thoroughfare. The theme of the museum is sensual love, something I quite enjoy! The sounds of a woman screaming in passion pervade the Marquis de Sade hall. The museum boasts over 500,000 visitors a year.

Amsterdam is also headquarters of the World Museum of Erotic Art, an online erotic art collection. The contemporary and historical erotic art ranges from mild to off the charts wild! I am familiar with some of the artists but many are new to me.

Although I was not able to explore these things as I would have liked I was able to visit some toy shops throughout Europe. They are a far cry from your traditional sex toy shop in the States. BDSM accoutrements are not relegated to some dusty corner but instead are often the main event! Many of the stores are fully stocked with all sorts of BDSM paraphernalia. They lean more towards Eros Boutique in Boston or the oft mourned D/s Toychest in Meriden. The shopkeepers are often quite knowledgeable and proud of their products.

In addition to all the sexiness Amsterdam also has some incredible art museums, breathtaking architecture and a totally nifty canal system. I am looking forward to visiting Amsterdam again in the future when I can take my time to see ALL the sights.

Back and Better Than Ever

My eyes close and the images come to me... j riding My strap-on, the expression on his face as he sees Me kiss another man, his crimson ass after a punishment, piles of toys and rope on the floor after a night of passion. Even after months of a D/s hiatus these scenes flash back as if they were just last night. The more I reflect upon them the greater the desire to have these things back in My life.

The past year has been jam-packed with major life changes for us. They have all been positive, wonderful things but have sucked up much of our energy. We had a couple months where even vanilla sex was virtually non-existent. At the end of the day we simply did not have any energy left. Slowly things settled down and the level of intimacy began to increase. My mind began to turn towards Dominance and submission.

Just opening the door to those thoughts is enough to get my mind racing and my body craving his submission. And I will have it. Soon he will be begging for my touch and moaning with desire. Soon he will be between my legs, fulfilling My needs with no thoughts of his own. Soon I will penetrate him with my strap-on and hear him cry out as I take him. Soon he will beg for mercy knowing it will not come. Soon.

Not Your Typical Foreplay!

I love a good spanking, but sometimes it is more fun to punish and torment j in more creative ways. Several days ago he requested to use my electric razor because he forgot to buy shaving cream. I allowed him to use it, but made a mental note to take advantage of the situation later.

I walked into the bedroom to find j facing his dresser, sorting out some clothes. I came up behind him, reached around and hit him in the balls. He yelped in a combination of shock and pain. I hit him again and then pushed him backwards onto the bed. Climbing on top of his body, I kissed him passionately, pressing my knee firmly up against his groin as I gently bit his bottom lip. A few minutes of passionate kissing left us both aroused and wanting more.

"Your face is a mess," I admonished him. "My razor is not a good substitute. I can't have you going around looking like this." I reached for the tweezers I left on the bedside table and began pinching them near his face, teasing him. One by one, I used the tweezers to yank the hairs out of his face. Sometimes he just flinched a bit, but other times he yelped and rubbed his face. After tackling stray whiskers, I thinned out his eyebrows.

As I continued to torture him, I felt myself becoming more aroused and knew I needed to take him. I ordered him to undress, quickly removed my pants and, still wearing my shirt, rode him. I grabbed onto the headboard to give myself extra leverage and rode him hard and fast, forcing him deeper into my body. As turned on as I was from teasing him, it didn't take long for me to climax. And, feeling generous, I let him cum as well. What a lucky boy he is!

Domme On Top Is The Best!

j and I have a history of trying all sorts of different sexual positions. There are times we will have sex porno-style, changing positions often, but it seems no matter how we may start I always end up on top. Appropriate, I know!

My favorite position is me squatting on top of j as he lays on his back. Sometimes I have him tied to the bedposts, and other times I allow him to be free. I like that I can tease him- ever so slowly lowering myself down until I am just barely touching his cock before lifting up again. This gives me a far greater level of control. I can ride him hard and fast and then lift up completely, or I can take my time, giggling as he humps the air desperate for my touch. This position allows me to use my hands as well, rubbing and tapping my clit. The position requires strong leg muscles, as the thighs do all the work. Essentially I get my workout with an orgasm!

Sometimes I prefer to ride him in the standard fashion. This position is great because it allows for more intimacy. Our bodies are close, and I can grind my pelvis around. I like to press my clit up against his pubic bone as I grind my hips from side to side. I can lean forward and bite his nipples (I so love hearing him help), or lean backward and rub myself.

On occasion I like sitting on j's lap and riding him in that manner. It ends up as more of a rocking motion, and the stimulation is not as intense for either of us. Still, we are physically very close. With his arms wrapped around me, I like to lean over and talk dirty to him, telling him how lucky he is to have such a wonderful Domme that allows his cock inside her. And you know what? It's true!

After Thousands of Orgasms, May It Rest In Peace

Long-time readers of my blog know how much I love my Hitachi Magic Wand. It has inspired posts, including My Scepter Is A Hitachi Magic Wand and has been mentioned in many more. Sadly, after years of use and many orgasms, I believe it has died.

It started making loud noises a few days ago, and today the motor seems to have finally given out. I'm contemplating giving it an actual funeral as it has served me well! I have quite a few vibrators, and of course the services of j, but none are quite as sublime as the Wand.

I will, of course, be getting another. There simply is no alternative!

Real Life Femdom

j and I lead what I believe is about as close to 24/7 D/s as a married couple, each with their own career, can lead. My control is a constant in our marriage, but sometimes real life gets in the way.

What do I mean by real life? Sometimes vanilla problems interfere with D/s bliss. A recent example of this was a nasty allergy attack (or cold - I'm still not certain which it was). I barely felt like getting out of bed, much less making decisions or Dominating j in any way. The only thing I wanted to do was curl up, sleep and maybe read.

In the past, I would have tried to maintain my Dominant role. I would have been bitchy and nasty, and refused to admit that I was sick and vulnerable. It really does require quite a bit of energy and focus to be Dominant. Don't get me wrong; I love every minute of it, but making every decision for the household can take a lot out of someone.

The problem with always being Dominant is it is tough to relinquish control to others. What I have learned, over time, is that a good Domme knows when to hand over the reigns temporarily. And a good submissive can carry on, continue to serve and be ready to submit again when that time comes.

Aural Sex

I admit it, I'm a moaner. More accurately, I am a moaner, a screamer and a dirty-talker. I like my sex LOUD. Whether the intimacy is snuggling, making love, or incredibly erotic D/s play, I constantly make some sort of noise. I can't even kiss without moaning!

I love to talk dirty. I suppose this contradicts my behavior in public, and maybe that is what makes it so erotic. I like being in control, and talking dirty allows me to direct my pleasure just the way I want it.

"Put your head between my legs and lick my pussy. I want to feel your tongue lapping at my clit." "Yeah, you're my bitch. I know you will do anything for me"... followed, of course, by taunts about all the various things I could make him do. All this excites me (and my submissive) even more, making the moment of climax utterly intense.

Edging During Masturbation

Someone posted a comment on my last blog entry, asking why a Domme who can have multiple orgasms would choose to edge herself during masturbation. As happens so often when I start to respond to someone's question, it becomes a post unto itself.

I am capable of having quite a few orgasms in any given day. My orgasms, however, differ quite a bit in intensity and where I feel them. For example, I can bring myself to a quick orgasm in just a couple minutes through rubbing or tapping my clit. These orgasms are generally not very intense, but satisfy my needs if I only have a few minutes.

On other other hand, I can (and often do) edge myself during masturbation. Riding that orgasmic precipice for quite some time is both mentally and sexually arousing. I love that I have full control over my orgasm, and when I ultimately do climax this way the orgasms are forceful and extreme. Even as I am on the edge, though, I am feeling intense pleasure that goes beyond just a build-up of sexual tension. My muscles lock, I moan, I feel waves of pleasure emanating through not just my pelvis but my entire body. The orgasm that follows is concentrated, but ultimately is just the icing on the cake.

I hope this helps answer your question!