Usually I am not much of a pain player. In small, evil doses served with a lovely, charming smile – yes. But pain as the focus of a session? That does not happen that often. The reasons for that are different. One of the most important ones may be that I receive a lot of fetishists and roleplayers where the main interest is naturally in an other field than pain. (And that is totally fine! I really like the structure of my clients! 😉 ) But I always had a big love for classical corporal punishment and I always prefered long, flexible tools like canes, crops and single tails.
I am very controlled and nobody ever receives more than he or she can stand when booking a session with me. Pushing someone much too far beyond their personal limits is no pleasure to me and as a responsable Domme I would never do that. I don’t tend to breaking my (human) toys 😉
What I can’t deny is that things are getting really interesting when you don’t need to control yourself, when you can let go and can allow yourself to go with the rush, get into real ecstasy and feel this deep fleshly satisfaction… For this kind of encounter I disregard some sore muscles or blistered palms 😀 But how much sweeter is this joy if I don’t have to deal with such side effects? When a small movement of my wrist is making you wince and when a hit with a little force makes you scream… When I can watch you nearly ripping down my St. Andrews Cross while I am still relaxed and with a lot of energy to go further and further…
That is something that can only happen with of course a lot of trust and a very high pain limit but what it also needs is a good tool. A lovely client most recently brought me all these gifts of obsession.
I now own a beautiful single tail whip mady by Victor Tella.
What should I say? She is such a beauty and the little snapshot really isn’t doing her justice. Just holding this 16-plait snake whip makes me shiver in pure joy and using her… *rawwww* It’s one of the greatest pleasures I ever had regarding corporal punishment.
I am still amazed and can hardly find the right words for that feeling. I know I already said „Thank you“ but I think whip cracks do speak louder than words and so maybe I should say „Thank you“ again and again and again with just using this beautiful beast… 🙂