Sol's latest custom design...

This Xmas holiday sol has been designing and making a new item of kinky furniture. Here's a puzzle for readers: what's it for?

A clue: It's not a queening stool but could be used as one.

Photos showing it's final form and function next week :)

Happy Xmas from Ms160 and sol

We'd like to wish all our readers a Happy Xmas .... as we wrote to our real time friends: may your New Year bring you all the kinkiness you desire :)

Ms160 and solipsist

We decided we wanted to create a new Xmas Greetings photo that would reflect some of the fun we've had in 2011. CBT chemical play using fresh spices and chili was something we first explored this year and from the popularity of our play posts, as well as the requests we get from friends, we think you enjoy this form of play too...

The photo above was taken with a chili grown in our own garden:


Their red and green coloring went with our Xmas theme. The chili we chose was brushed clean and then placed in position in sol's lubed urethra with great care:


Like so:


Small but deadly! Actually it doesn't do much to sol unless the chili is cut open so I'll slice a section off and reinsert it later tonight *grin*

Hope you enjoyed the final photo, at the top of this post :)

Photos:
Ms160

Puppy Brazilian

A male dominant dog loving friend who only checks out our blog for photos of the Xmas Present (CBT photos make him shudder) dropped me a line last week to remind us that we hadn't posted a birthday photo of the XP this year (she was born in Oct and came home with us two days before Xmas, thus the name we use on the blog).

So .... above you can see the XP in all her glory, three years and one month old, beloved sun faded tennis ball firmly between front paws. She was very clear that she didn't want a photo of her actually chasing the ball because that would reveal that the lovely long hair on her tail and back legs and around her privates has just been clipped:


This was done because it's tick season and that lovely long hair was their favorite place to climb aboard. We nearly lost her to a paralysis tick once before, so we are taking no chances this year. We'd like her to achieve lots more birthdays.

This definitely was NOT the XP's idea of a good birthday / xmas present. We reassured her that her hair would regrow and that having a full brazilian was VERY fashionable, but the Xmas Present felt her dignity was in tatters - to say nothing of the cold draft around her nether regions - and it was rather tricky to walk around with her that first day because she kept sitting down every second step.

Poor XP! Well, we think our birthday girl still looks beautiful:

Photos:
Ms160

Another one for cassie

A while back I posted "100 lashes ... but not with a flogger" which began:

"cassie from "...with a sense of pride" put up a great post recently showing how subtle BDSM awareness can be. I thought of her post when sol came home a few days ago with a six pack of a newly launched beer called One Fifty Lashes, lol."

cassie responded:

"...ooooooooh, i love this one! Wow! Let's keep O/our eyes open for more! Thank you Ma'am."

I thought of cassie when I visited Masters, a new home improvement store in Brisbane yesterday. A male dominant friend has been promising me a visit for ages. We had lots of fun. He very kindly introduced me to "nice and creamy" ice cream sundaes while we were there:


And also gifted me his Masters shopping bag, which is now displayed at home where I grin whenever I see it.

Ah the joys of viewing the world with a kinky perspective!

Thank you:
SirT

Photos:
Ms160

Reaching out, 21st century style

I'm writing this sitting on our deck, watching the wind in our Balinese prayer flags and drinking my "special tea" (a gift from one of my favorite tea party servers). The Xmas Present twitches and chases tennis balls in her dreams, at my feet. Storm clouds are parting to reveal a blue sky. Mist rings the mountains. The wind chimes echo down the valley.

I seem to have written several posts recently about kinky friends having a tough time. Those who live in Oz I can visit or at least invite here ... to enjoy some peace and quiet on this deck, to drink tea and relax for a day or so from the concerns of their everyday lives.

But these last few days I've really found myself fretting on behalf of some beloved friends overseas. Suddenly distance seems as great a challenge as during my parents' generation.

We take for granted instant communication in the 21st century. Our words cross the planet before we finish the thought that formed them. We send each other images of our lives in seconds, the way I've captured the wind that still sings and dances through the wind chimes here.

But what about human touch? That's something we never share with cyber friends. It's impossible to wipe a tear from a cheek, to warm a cold hand within your own, to wrap your arms around them. I'm looking at the cold reality of cyber touch right now - two smudged finger tip marks on my laptop screen, made the last time I visited a blog where the most recent post literally made me reach out a hand to offer comfort ... until my fingers hit my screen.

Sol will come home soon. Kinky plans for weekend play have been made, and later we'll sleep curled up together, warmed by firelight. I'll write about what we get up to soon. As for this post?

From my quiet deck I'm reaching out, 21st century style. This post is for everyone out there needing a hug. As real as I can make it.

Photo:
Ms160

CBT at Roissy - part 2

A few weekends back we attended a private Roissy event. You can read a background post about these events here. As I wrote in part 1 of this post:

"It was an amazing weekend. The deal with these events is: what goes on at Roissy stays at Roissy, so as much as I'd love to blog all about it and share some of the stunning photos, I'm afraid all I can show you are some of our moments of private play, as these photos don't include anyone else"

Our private play included two CBT scenes which were documented by Roissy valet and talented photographer Vade. You'll find his photos of our first CBT scene at Roissy here.

Our second CBT scene occurred outside at night. Keep in mind some of these photos are taken with flash, and others are darker because Vade was exploring natural lighting. In terms of visualizing the scene the play space was beautifully lit by candle light.

Over the weekend several scenes from Story of O were recreated, including this one:

"Anne-Marie handed O four tokens and asked her to give one to each of the girls without looking at the numbers on them. O handed out the tokens,the three girls each looked at theirs but said nothing, waiting for Anne-Marie to speak.

"I have number two," Anne-Marie said. "Who has number one?" Colette had number one. "All right, take O away, she's all yours." Colette seized O's arms and joined her hands behind her back; she fastened the bracelets together and pushed O ahead of her...

"The light entering through the French door revealed a room the far end of which formed a kind of raised rotunda; the ceiling, in the shape of a shallow cupola, was supported by two narrow columns set about six feet apart. This dais was about four steps high and, in the area between the columns, projected further into the room in a gentle arc...

"Colette had O sit down on the edge of the platform ... Anne-Marie, who was laughing said: " no one can hear you scream. And the walls are lined with cork. Don't worry, no one can hear the slightest thing that goes on inhere. Now lie down." She took her by both shoulders and laid her back, then pulled her slightly forward. O's hands were clutching the edge of the platform - Yvonne having attached them to a ring set in the platform - and her buttocks were thus suspended in mid-air.

"Anne-Marie made her raise her legs toward her chest, then O suddenly felt her legs, still doubled-up above her, being pulled taut in the same direction: straps had been fastened to her ankle bracelets and thence to the columns on either side, while she lay thus between them on this raised dais exposed in such a way that the only part of her which was visible was the double cleft of her womb and her buttocks violently quartered. Anne-Marie caressed the inside of her thighs. "It's the most tender spot of the whole body," she said, "be careful not to harm it. Not too hard now, Colette."

"Colette was standing over her, astride her at the level of her waist,and in the bridge formed by her dark legs, O could see the tassels of the whip she was holding in her hand. As the first blows burned into her loins,O moaned. Colette alternated from left to right, paused, then started again.O struggled with all her might, she thought the straps would tear her limb from limb. She did not want to grovel, she did not want to beg for mercy. And yet, that was precisely what Anne-Marie intended wringing from her lips. "Faster," she said to Colette, "and harder." O braced herself, but it was no use. A minute later she could bear it no more, she screamed and burst into tears, while Anne-Marie caressed her face. "Just a second longer," she said, "and it will be over. Only five more minutes. She can scream for five minutes. It's twenty-five past, Colette. Stop when it's half past, when I tell you to."

But O was screaming: "No, no, for God's sake don't!" screaming that she couldn't bear it,no, she couldn't bear the torture another second. And yet she endured it to the bitter end, and after Colette had left the little stage, Anne-Marie smiled at her. "Thank me," she said to O, and O thanked her"

This always turned me on when I read the book so it was great to have the chance to take part in a scene where it was recreated.

Sol drew the fourth token and so was the last Roissy slave of the evening to be restrained and strung up in position by the Valets. As part of the role play other Masters had used whips on their slaves and I planned to use a mix of crops and canes:


You can see me reaching for my red riding crop, which I did use a little:


However sol had been whipped with a rubber flogger earlier in the day and had some fierce marks on his backside, including quite a long cut along his perineum, which you can see in some of the photos taken with a flash. I needed to avoid these as they needed time to heal.

Hmmm. Decisions, decisions, what to do? His cock and balls were so nicely presented in his leather ball stretcher while strung up in this way, so I decided to concentrate on his genitals:


I began with a favorite CBT implement we purchased from Black Rabbit Leather. I can't remember what it's called but basically it's a short crop with wooden handle, with a round flat leather tip that's just fiendish when you use it on balls or the cock head:


I then moved on to a small rattan cane:


It's also quite severe on the balls:


Here you can see it in motion:


Next was a wrapped leather cane (of the type used at the original Roissy):


I also used our rawhide cane, which was fun to flick over sol's balls:


I then gave sol a break by doing something nice with my finger tips:


Needing more light I turned on my torch headlight. I removed sol's ball stretcher and continued for a while using the rawhide cane over his shaft. Vade has captured how fast it moves in the photo below:

I did a few more nasty things before finishing up...


With a small leather whip:


At the end of the scene the Valet helped me wrap sol up in our black fur. We left him to drift for a while:


While I discussed the scene with some other Masters:


As I wrote in part 1 of this post:

"It was an extraordinary couple of days, and we enjoyed very much bringing some (female dominant inspired) CBT to (male dominant oriented) Roissy!

"I can't say much more but I would like to take this opportunity to thank the organizers of the event, as well as Roissy house staff (especial thanks to Vade for these photos), the other Masters, and the graceful and beautiful slaves who were a joy to behold and play with :)"

Many thanks:

ST + v

B + V + x

Photos:

Vade

CBT at Roissy - part 1

A few weekends back we attended a private Roissy event. We've been invited to a couple of these now. You can read my first post here.

It was an amazing weekend. The deal with these events is: what goes on at Roissy stays at Roissy, so as much as I'd love to blog all about it and share some of the stunning photos, I'm afraid all I can show you are some of our moments of private play, as these photos don't include anyone else.

Our private play included two CBT scenes. The first scene occurred outdoors mid afternoon and these wonderful images were captured by Roissy valet Vade, who is an extremely talented photographer.

With play happening all around us, sol had been attached to a pole by another Roissy Master. I decided to take advantage of the genitals that were on offer:


Sol's chastity device was locked with a Roissy key over the weekend, but I had taken sol out of the device for afternoon's play. First I attached Japanese clover clamps to his nipples (you can see the clover clamps clamped to my jacket in the photo below, just waiting to be used lol):


I then attached fishing and diving weights to sol's ball stretcher:


I included several different types of metal weights. The end result looked like this:


You can do all sorts of things with these. You can swing them back and forth. Or when the weight gets too intense you can pick them all up in your hand, and give your sub a break from the weight ... before you let them go again!:


I removed the clover clamps and then applied my "magic wand" gold and black cane to his balls and cock head:


Sharp fast flicks with a rattan cane certainly got his attention:


I then moved on to our rawhide cane:


It's a fiendish device to flick fast on a cock head ... and a cock shaft .... and balls:


To wind down I returned to gently swinging the weights:


Before removing the weights one by one.... lots of fun *evil grin*.

I'll post about our second CBT scene at Roissy soon.

It was an extraordinary couple of days, and we enjoyed very much bringing some (female dominant inspired) CBT to (male dominant oriented) Roissy!

I can't say much more but I would like to take this opportunity to thank the organizers of the event, as well as Roissy house staff (an especial thank you to Vade for these photos), the other Masters, and the graceful and beautiful slaves who were a constant joy to behold and play with :)

Many thanks:
ST + v
B + V + x

Photos:
Vade