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Not Your Average Saturday Night

The air was cool and damp.

Candles lit the table that was bound by friends, old and new.

Words spoken that I wanted to remember and some just filter back to me whenever.

There was a question I wanted to ask her. “What is it about rope that puts the gleam in your eye?”

She gets that gleam, you know.

“Rope frees me from other distractions and allows me to be in the moment.”

A light bulb went off in my head. “Please remind me what you said. I don’t want to forget it.”

“I want to play with you Nikita.”

I was hoping she’d say that.

“Bring your ropes.”

I pulled several bundles out of my rope bag.

“This or this or this or this?” I asked.

She gave me a blank stare and I handed her my favorite jute.

At once she was in charge. “Hand me my bag please.”

Out came a panoply of toys, cat on nines, beautiful butter soft suede braided turquoise flogger, a feather boa flogger, and a bunch of other things. I should have paid attention to the other things.

“Pick one thing you want me to use.”

I picked the turquoise flogger.

“Go put that and your ropes over there, near the cross.”

“Yes ma’am,” I said under my breath.

The cross was beautiful, sturdy, seductive and halfway into the kitchen.

I rarely take my clothes off in public. This many people was ‘in public’ to me.

“Take off your top.” She said in my ear.

I threw it on the floor and faced the cross.

She bound my arms. There was no wiggle room. ~smile~

“Your bra has to come off.”

The cross was cold but soon it would be warm.

She grabbed my hair and trailed something pointy on my skin.

Felt hot breath on my neck. I leaned back into it.

I found myself staring at a counter full of empty glasses. It was distracting. She blindfolded me.

“Those pants have to come down.”

Gulp. The slacks went down to my ankles and the panties just below the curve. She began with spanking, on my butt, just enough to redden it. She’s been there before.

Next came the floggers; I don’t remember which because she kept changing them, but the impact increased and then came toys that were stingier. Each level made me climb that cross higher and higher. My butt stuck out more, looking for more, getting more.

“Spread those legs. I’m going to get culinary. Do you like olives?”

“Yes. I’m made of olives.”

I could feel the gleam in her eyes.

Whatever made me say that?

She lubed her hands with olive oil and slid them between my legs. She pushed her body against mine. Both of us moved the heavy cross further into the kitchen. Both of us were breathing hard. I moaned and climbed, and climaxed.

“I’ll be right back,” she whispered.

My body pulsed. I was on my toes and still trying to climb up the cross.

“Do you want to dance?”

“Yes, thank you. I’d love to dance.”

There was a slight delay in the light bulb reflex.

“Somehow, I don’t think that’s the kind of dance you are talking about.”

She zapped me! I jumped from shock more than pain as she gleefully tested every square inch of my butt. Where was I going to go? I was tired and drained.

A sheer green something was draped over my body. She whispered in my ear. “Not your average Saturday night is it.”

© Nikita 2009


October 26, 2009 Posted by | adult, bdsm, erotica, spanking | , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Postcard from Venice – Travel Vlog

Postcard from Venice – Travel Vlog

I loved California.  In June, I got an opportunity to tag along for a business trip to Santa Monica.  It was one of those days that was perfect, just perfect for a trip to Venice Beach.  Luckily, I had a little digital camera with video option.  The video quality is soooo poor, but dang, it recorded the sights, sounds, and outrageous characters that make up the boardwalk community.

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Postcard from Venice

Music by the Eagles.

October 25, 2009 Posted by | adult, travel, videocast | Leave a comment

Lessons on Ass Kissing

My bitch pink twitch wrote a lovely essay on how to worship ass, MY ass.  I think it is a must read for aspiring ass worshippers.

October 19, 2009 Posted by | adult, erotica, Femdom, My bitch pink twitch, Published | Leave a comment

Review: The Switch’s Dilemma

I feel very strongly about of the lack of information about switches.  I’ve been very vocal on several bdsm boards about discrimination, misinformation, and myths clouding our reputations as play partners.  My goal was to illuminate, demystify, and provoke dialogue.

The presentation was geared to dominants and submissives.  What a surprise.  With the exception of two people, the attendees were switches.  <Insert broad grin> It was a curve ball, but a pleasant one.  As I began the session literally straddling an invisible line, each face turned into expressions of recognition.   It was as if finally, we were on the same page but on different paragraphs.

ALL the attendees added their two cents worth and the time flew by.  We shared experiences and talked about solutions.   We became a small self contained support group.  I felt that all of us walked away with food for thought and discussion.   You can find my notes here:  Switches’ Dilemma

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October 16, 2009 Posted by | adult, bdsm, dominant, Femdom, Presentations, Reviews | , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

What Good Is a Horny Sub?

What good is a horny sub? by pink_voice  (more poetry, blush)

What good is a horny sub
When You made him so?

What good is a horny sub?
A slut willing to just about anything
Just to get a piece of action,
Some dirty fun too
So You can say: boo.
For Your own satisfaction.
“Prance some more
Until you get sore
Get a freaking habit
So I can nab it
THIS will be you habit:
Morning noon and night
You will take an imaginary wanking flight
And pray regularly for the sight of heaven
That how close you will get
The cage-stage is set
And I say snap it.
To whatever performance I have in store
And nasty tortures galore
Let’s see how far you will go:
Be a monkey and say moo
To my ho ho?”

But the fun thing is
Let’s not forget it, please.
For a subbie a boo is a greater boon.
Then the distant sound of loo.
Followed by nothing at all.

What good is a horny sub?
When a slut screams: may I cum?
That is so much fun
And You can laugh:
“you will masturbate some more,
you dirty little whore.
Or at least you can dream of it
All rightly placed
While all is being away snatched
“Here’s one to go!’

Hoping to hear:
Ho ho ho!
Go go go.
Subbie implores:
May I come phleeeeese.
“Oh, no. It was just a tease.”
You offer a solace:
“You thought this was a Pleasure Palace.
You can only work in one.
There everybody gets to come.”

What use is the horny sub?
They are so sweet to torture and tease.
Hoping for release.
And when the time comes
That horny slut is ready to rut
Just about anything
That has a butt.
(Washing machines, floors an legs:
And he begs!)

What good is a cumming sub?
It’s a sight for sore sight
It’s the sweetest sight on earth
An endless ride of moans and sighs
That makes it right!
Let’s not forget:
Afterwards there’s a toast and drinking!
Be careful to serve and no spilling.

What good is a cummed sub?
A becumed sub is great
But cummed subbie?
Is he worth anything until recharged?
Is he worth a whoopee?
Is the release a release damned?

OH what good is a horny sub?

October 15, 2009 Posted by | adult, bdsm, erotica, Femdom | , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

DomCon Drop

You heard it here first. DomCon, the femdom convention held in Atlanta this past weekend, was a success even though the energy level was a bit more subdued than last year.

Once my presentation on the Switch Dilemma, which went over by 30 minutes, was over, I relaxed and had a great time.  The presentation went really well.  I’ll write a blog on that later.

I attended a couple of interesting classes. One was electro sounds.  I dunno if I’ll EVER do that, but I can assist if needed.  Another one was Encasements – Bondage Without Ropes.  I encouraged one of my friends to try the latex vacuum bed.  At first she panicked because she couldn’t breathe through her nose.  She had a pvc type breathing tube that was for the mouth and allowed her to take in air, but she forgot to use it.  Then she tried it again, breathed through her mouth like she was snorkeling.  She certainly garnered bragging rights.

Got some great prizes for MyDungeonspace’s  football pool from Torvea and Rainbow Ropes. They will be awarded after the Superbowl.  If you have an interest in participating, you can read all about it here. There are unusual but fun side bets where the Doms bet on a team and if they don’t win, the sub pays a penalty.

The rope is red MFP, washable and comfortable. I brought it home with me and will ship it to the winners myself.  I have 3mm for micro bondage and the other is about 6mm for regular bondage. The micro bondage rope is commonly used for head bondage, toes, finger/hand, nipple, and cock bondage.  It seems Rainbow Ropes website’s security certificate expired a few days ago, but it will be up in the next couple of days.

I went to the Mistress’ Tea with Domina Dea.   Lovely, blushing, sissy maids served us tea.  Many of them belonged to the Dommes present.  Rest assured the service was impeccable.  Also available, were foot and hand masseuses and more.  There was a wide spectrum of dominas, from butch to Queen and dressed to the nines.

My Sunday afternoon ended sitting in the lobby of the hotel enjoying the parade of people, new friends and old, exchanging sweet goodbyes.

Today I feel like a hamster in a cage playing catch up.  ‘-(  No I don’t expect pity, but there is a reason it’s called DomCon drop.

October 12, 2009 Posted by | adult, bdsm, dominant, Femdom | , , , , | 2 Comments

Pink Haiku 2

p-inky pussy slumberland:

pink can’t spill his white inky
to sign his dream of fucked pussy
wanking in the blueball neverland

October 7, 2009 Posted by | adult, bdsm, erotica, Femdom, Fetish | , | Leave a comment

Review of TWIKS #9 Podcast featuring Domina Dea and Boss Bondage

Domina Dea was a guest on  This Week In Kink‘s, podcast #9, along with Boss Bondage, member the West Coast Assholes.  You’ll have to listen to the interview to hear about the West Coast Assholes.

The podcast was produced by Tonya. She invited the guests, prepared the questions, and supplied sources for the topics.  She and John Baku engaged Domina Dea and Boss in questions submitted by their audience.  The discussions were informative, intelligent, candid, and peppered with lively repartee.

I felt like a fly on the wall listening in on an intimate conversation between 4 people who were sitting in a lounge sipping their poison comfortably chatting away.

As I told Domina Dea, she was interesting, very intelligent, and her voice was sexy as hell. She should have her own show period.  Seriously.  But I am biased.   ‘-)

October 5, 2009 Posted by | adult, bdsm, dominant, erotica, Femdom, Fetish, Reviews, Vanilla | , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 2 Comments


In pink clouds, no lining,

Mistress rises hand, smiling,

The pink flower opens

October 4, 2009 Posted by | adult, bdsm, Femdom, Fetish | , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

pink slip?

Yesterday i opened my freezer and there is a nice, hefty, frozen cucumber there, laying innocently among the bags of frozen vegetables, fish, and packets of chicken… what’s it doing there all innocent and smirking? i did not put it there! Or did i? i do not remember any Teasing, Evil Elves sneaking around my house.

the only thing that occurs to me is that  several days ago i brought home a few bags of groceries. Some of it – fresh vegetables ended up on table, the rest off vegetables went into the refrigerator and some other stuff went into the freezer. Is it possible that i subconsciously put the cucumber, of all things, in the freezer? Yes it is. Such small acts of instant forgetfulness happen to me. My head is either in the proverbial pink clouds or i am occupied by more mundane problems. But still.. a frozen cucumber?

It does not sound like a Freudian slip.

I wonder what it could be called:

A subbean slip?
A pink slip?
A slip of a nasty needy slut? Hmm and blush

October 4, 2009 Posted by | adult, bdsm, Femdom, Fetish, Food, queer | , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment