Samir is the documentary photographer I have been letting follow me around for the last few months. On top of documenting the ins and outs of my life, I also made sure that he immortalized my dirty, dirty feet.
My first weekend of yoga teacher training, I think it was fair to say that I spent equal parts of My time training in the yoga studio and in independent study (aka searching for and watching yoga related pornography). A particular favorite of mine was of Daisy Marie and Laly’s hot private session. I sent a link to Mistress Margot Rose, and she created a handful of drawings for Me based on the video. I framed one of Daisy Marie inspecting Laly’s body in down dog. The quote, “You’ve got such a great body for this” accompanies the figures on the page.
It was this video that solidified My interest in the overlap of sexuality, BDSM and yoga. Throughout my instruction in yoga, I heard and found countless overlaps with My training as a Dominatrix. For the past few years I have been unknowingly incorporating aspects of yoga into My sessions through breath work (pranayama), certain poses (asanas) and mantra work. I frequently use these elements to help bring slaves into sub space, especially when slaves can’t be physically marked or do not necessarily identify as masochists.
Spending full days learning about getting in touch with our bodies in a room full of like-minded women (my class was all female) was every bit as arousing as it sounds. It was an experience that stimulated Me both sexually AND intellectually.
My yoga teacher was caring, devoted and strict. At times, I had to remind myself to call her by her name, and not, “Mistress.” It was amazing hearing her get a class full of students into the right postures with minimal use of words, and watching the class get silent when she looked as if she might have something to say.
Practicing yoga, much like submitting to a skilled Domina, can be remarkably therapeutic and cathartic. People have been known to cry and even spontaneously orgasm in a yoga classes. The overlap between SM, sensuality and yoga is mind blowing. Learning about meditation and asanas (postures), and mudras (hand postures) of submission and devotion were uncannily similar to what I learned as a Mistress in training at La Domaine.
I recently began incorporating yoga more consciously into My sessions by helping slaves and submissives cultivate a devotional yoga practice. I did a kinky yoga session the other day with a crossdresser. I helped him attach his footless stockings to his garter belt and we began an hour and a half yogic practice in my private yoga studio. With an emphasis on offering, devotion and surrender, I directed my slave through a series of devotional poses. I excitedly gave him adjustments that were handsy and sensual and in a way that I have to refrain from doing while teaching a normal yoga class. I also enjoyed incorporating my interpretation of Brahmacharya (celibacy of sorts) through orgasm control training.
Through the incorporation of yoga into My slave training I am able to impart the importance of both physical and mental well-being to My submissives. I like my slaves to be in shape and to be healthy, and I like to tell them what to do, so the role of assertive yoga teacher is win-win. My slaves should be cognizant of what they do to their bodies and what they put in them, because if they are offering Me their body, it better be cared for. To offer Me an uncared for vessel is an insult. Kinky yoga allows Me to take a hands on approach to My slaves physical and mental health while providing an erotic and exciting experience for both of us. In this manner, My slaves are able to explore their submission from a perhaps unfamiliar modality.
One of the most erotic experiences I have had in a yoga class – apart from one crazy shavasana orgasm- was taking a yoga class with a lover. Offering our practice to each other helped us bond off of the mat as well. In Shavasana, as we lay like corpses next to each other, with our palms facing up, I took my pointer finger and gently traced the life line on his palm. As we focused on our breath, inhaled ‘let’ and exhaled ‘go’, I could feel his relaxed and controlled excitement mount, as he squeezed My hand, letting me know, “Mistress, please stop or I will cum.”
Lauren Renner is an old friend of mine from when I was studying photography in University. These photos are from our most recent photo date. I suggested that Lauren use ice to keep my nipples rock hard for the shoot. She suggested that she lick them. She always was a smart photographer, and a very, very good friend.
Miss Couple tells Me she is in the city and invites Me to brunch. Her presence in the city is a rare and her time is a coveted thing. I do not get to see My sister nearly enough, and when I do it is usually feral romps in the wilderness or late night sleepovers.
She sends Me an address for a cafe that she wants to meet in and assures Me that they have coffee AND champagne. I enter the building and go up the escalator and am enveloped in a sea of shoes. I should have known that if Miss Couple was inviting me somewhere, that shoe shopping would be involved. After 20 minutes off getting lost in a sea of distractions, and falling passionately in love with a pair of black leather Frye Boots, I find the restaurant, and My sister, Miss Couple. We share sea salted caramel chocolates and catch up. When our plate is empty, it is time to try on shoes.
Miss Couple will be in town every other Thursday for the next few months. I wonder which slave will be lucky enough to take us on our next shopping excursion… It is only a few blocks away from our favorite dungeon…
Margot Rose completes her homework assignment; illustrating her fantasy, in hopes that it will come true. I think I will make her duck broth soup. And now, to order some sutures….
I have been making portraits using scanners for the last four years. Whether it be the marks of a bull whipping that look like the ‘delicate grass’ from a Monet painting, or big, tender bruises reminiscent of an abstract expressionist painting, I am interested in the landscape that BDSM play leaves behind on the body. The scanner captures detail down to the pore of everything that comes into contact with the glass, the act of scanning becomes a part of the play and a dance. I love to incorporate artistic documentation (whether with a scanner, a camera or a stenographer!) into my play.
These are the images that were taken at Miss Couple and my Kinky Tango and Artistic Mark Making Party.
Private Play Space in Green Point Brooklyn.
6:30 PM – 12:00 AM
We ask that everyone bring a healthy appetizer dish or favorite libation for the potluck / social.Following the potluck, Miss Couple will be teaching a very special, very kinky tango class! Complete with bondage (It takes two to tangle!), spanking, and all sorts of other play. You are encouraged to bring any favorite toys (especially insertables) to the class!Following the class, there will be a demonstration of how to work dance concepts into a scene. Taking the sensuality garnered from the tango, we will work together to integrate this headspace into our play, as we engage in a conversation on how to create artistic and intentional marks with implements and ropes.