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A Quebec Long Weekend

Quebec’s provincial holiday, known as “La fête St-Jean” is quickly approaching and almost everyone is looking forward to a long holiday weekend.

I am looking forward to spending time with my beloved Partner, Oudjat — as work obligations meant that we missed out on time together last weekend. So I guess we’ll be trying to make up for it this weekend!

At least the weather isn’t looking so outrageously hot as it has been earlier this month. There’s a bit of cloud expected, and even the possibility of a thunderstorm on Sunday; but that won’t stop us from having fun.

We are also looking forward to attending Saturday’s BDSM play party at our favourite kinky home-away-from-home, the Club L’Espace dungeon — located in Montreal’s popular downtown Village area.

The Gay Village is currently in it’s summertime pedestrian mode, and is sporting it’s colourful decorative rainbow balls overhead.

A Weekend of Family Time & Kinky Time

An interesting weekend filled with both family obligations, and some kinky social time…

My partner Oudjat and I had the weekend to ourselves for a change, and spent the first part of it just chilling out, cuddling and taking it easy. Extremely relaxing!

On Saturday evening, we had a family obligation for a Birthday dinner, with a lovely home-cooked meal and topped it off with a magnificent 5 Layer Chocolate Mocha cake that Oudjat picked out at my favourite local Moroccan pastry shop in his neighbourhood.

Chocolate_Mocha_cake

After a quick turn-around to my place to freshen up, and pick up our kinky “toy bag” of goodies; we headed downtown to Club L’Espace, our favourite dungeon and kinky social zone. It was a delight to meet up with an old friend, my former submissive “g”, as we hadn’t seen in each other since last December and it was very enjoyable time chatting and catching up with each other.

We stayed at Club L’Espace until closing (after 4am) and headed back home as the morning sun was rising and the sleepy city was slowly coming back awake. I really love that quiet interlude between when the night’s noisy party-makers have already headed home, and Montreal’s early morning workers have yet to make an appearance. It’s a great time to take a nice walk in one of the many parks, or even a slow drive home through the almost-deserted city streets is that much more enjoyable.

I really love my city and it’s many facets!

Bad timing for a painful episode

migraine

So, last night my switch partner, Oudjat, and I were getting ready to go out for our regular Saturday night at Club L’Espace, our favourite Montreal fetish club and dungeon. The theme was “Black & Red” and we were looking forward to making our most suitable choices from within our respective kink wardrobe.

But first, I decided that it would be a good idea for me to have a light bite to eat; as it had been a while since I had ate anything and I knew I needed some fortification for the night’s activities. I already had a very light headache that had been affecting me for the past hour; but had already taken a few meds, trusting them to get rid of it shortly.

Unfortunately, not long after eating, I got a sudden wicked back ache and decided to lie down flat on my back in bed for a few minutes, with my knees bent, to help relax my back and to let the pain subside. (For those who are not familiar with my situation; I have old back and knee injuries that seriously affect my mobility at times.) I had just taken some Robaxacet about 10 minutes earlier, and figured that it would just take a few more minutes for it to take effect.

However, after about another 10 minutes, I felt a very strong wave of nausea sweep over me — it felt very strange and I was wondering if there had been something wrong with anything that had been in my steak & cheese sandwich.

The nausea did subside slightly but was replaced by an increase in pain of my headache and it started to throb on the left side and back of my skull — a sure sign of impending migraine for me. Unfortunately, it hit really quickly and soon had me in tears and clutching my skull from the intense pain.

Worst of all, I have a condition called “Hyperalgesia”, which is a hypersensitivity to pain. It is one of the reasons why I am so very careful of causing pain in others, even consensual pain — I need to satisfy myself that it is indeed what they want, because I myself have a hard time enduring it.

End result, I was in agony for several hours and it was finally only when I resorted to a much heavier painkiller that I was able to have a minor respite from the distinct feeling that resembled having a shovel smacked against my skull. Repeatedly. For hours.

When it finally eased off to more of a dull throb, I was so exhausted that I fell into a very restless sleep; because I still would get the occasional feeling of an icepick behind my left eyeball. I truly appreciate the tender care of my Sweetheart, who helped me with getting meds, ice packs, as well as some hot sweet Jasmine tea afterwards to help me relax.

Needless to say; we missed out on attending our evening at Club L’Espace — which is such a shame, because we always look forward to it so much.

Today (Sunday), I contacted my best friend (and fellow migraine sufferer) and asked if she happened to have gotten one too around the same time. Turns out that indeed she had, and was still suffering some of it’s effects into Sunday.

Now, I would never wish a migraine on *anyone* (they are that nasty), but somehow there is a small solace in knowing that it’s not just me. We’ve always believed that there is often an environmental factor that can trigger some of our migraines, such as sudden changes in barometric pressure caused by changing weather patterns. Knowing that we both get one at almost the exact time, despite being 20km apart gives strength to this theory.

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For more info regarding migraines, their symptoms and possible treatment, check out this “Migraine Fact Sheet“.

Definition of Hyperalgesia

The Training of a Young FemDomme

This past week, I have begun the training of a new young FemDomme, Lady Ruby Dragon. She has been close to my family for years and I’ve considered her part of my Leather family, even if she was not a blood relative.

She has recently turned 18 and is now legally an adult and can finally indulge in her BDSM and fetish interests.

Tonight will mark the beginning of her introduction into the local kink community; as we will be bringing her with us to her first playparty at our favourite Montreal area dungeon, Club L’Espace.

More news to come…

Montreal FetLife Munch and Play Party

Yesterday evening, there was a wonderful FetLife munch here in Montreal, organized by Ms. V. It was held at a restaurant in the middle of the Gay Village and turned out to be quite the affair with about 70 attendees!

It was great to see a lot of old friends — Sir Marc, Mz. Tina & Mr. O, Lady Evyl, Countess Alura, minimike, slave ricky, sub g, drakor, and of course, Ms. V and Master André. It was lovely to meet several new people in person as well — Agdistis, NaughtyTrix, deblouses and kinkygentleman, amongst others.

I only planned on putting on my black leather corset at the Loft, but ended up putting it on over my white blouse at the restaurant — much earlier than I expected. However, my back injury was starting to ache quite a bit, and that corset really *does* help support my back extremely well. I don’t think I would have made it through dinner without it.

There was also a play party being held at the Loft that night and a number of attendees from the munch came to the party as well. For several of them, it was there first time attending a munch or a play party and I’m sure it certainly opened their eyes.

slave ricky and sub g were sweet enough to arrange for a lift to the Loft’s front door and back again to my car afterwards, which was parked near the restaurant several blocks away. It certainly helped to make a big difference not having to walk all those blocks, or to have to drive around looking for parking in the rain.

I got to spend some time with my big-little leather brother Sir Marc, catching up on various topics of discussion. One of my former submissives, minimike was there and I ended up doing a light mummification & wax play scene with him. he was surprised and pleased to have been able to have a few new experiences to add to his repertoire.

I also got to watch a fucking machine in action; it’s made by a local Montreal kinkster who has been spending quite a few years developing them. They are quite the machines, with a huge range of motions, speeds and pre-sets. The company is called Hugher Technology, in case you’d like to check them out…

It was really a wonderful event and I am looking forward to any more local FetLife events that are organized…

Montreal’s International Kinky Festival, August 7-10th

International Kinky Festival

So as many of my regular blog readers have realized by now, Montreal is a downright kinky city — full of lovely decadent folk and plenty of perverted activities.

This weekend is an exemplary one, because Montreal is hosting the first annual International Kinky Festival; complete with plenty of great workshops, various parties and of course to top everything off, a grand Fetish Ball! Here are a few other hightlights to look forward to:

My amazing “little sister” Domina Jade presented one of her workshops last night, entitled Dirty Talking, which I’m sure was a total success as usual.

Montreal’s former Sex Geek Andrea Zanin, now living in Toronto; will be returning to our kinky city to present two workshops, including one on the Pleasures of Female Fisting on Saturday afternoon.

One of my friends from California, the reknowned sexual educator and author, Midori, will be presenting Scene Dynamics and Psychology of Rope Bondage on Saturday afternoon, and later on that evening will be doing a mind-blowing suspension show along with Kumi Monster, at the Dark Fairy Tales Fetish Ball, to be held at Bain Mathieu.

I plan on attending the Fetish Ball along with my alpha submissive toriko, as well as the company of Sir Marc and Lady Nikki; I’m awaiting confirmation from the rest of my leather family as to their attendance…

All in all, I am looking forward to a wonderfully exhausting weekend absolutely full of kink!

Review: May 2nd Club Sin Fetish Friday

Club Sin May 2008
On Friday, May 2nd, Club Sin was celebrating it’s 50th consecutive “Fetish Friday” event at Club Cleopatra’s here in Montreal. Quite an accomplishment as fetish events go here in the city.

Earlier in the week, I had arranged for my submissive “g” to pick up a few of the free tickets that had been offered by Club Sin via some of the kink-related shops in town. He was ordered to show up ahead of time and reserve us a good seating area, since I was also expecting a few of my other friends to show up and wanted to be able to sit together with them.

My alpha submissive toriko helped me to prepare for the night’s outing; laying out my choice of clothing for the event. I decided to have a bit of fun and dressed as a “Pirate Slaver Queen”, complete with a black leather corset with lots of silver spikes and buckles, a white low-cut lace-up pirate blouse that displayed my cleavage nicely, along with my trusty chrome handled flogger over one shoulder and an 8 foot long leather bullwhip coiled and slung over the other. It was all topped off by a superb dark leather tricorne hat that I picked up last fall. All in all, a quite striking and unusual outfit which garnered a number of compliments that night.

We had originally hoped to bring our good friend, the lovely Lady Roxy with us, but at the last minute she was simply too tired, especially since she had to get up early to work the next morning; so we made arrangements to catch up again later. I miss her warm smile and sweet soul a lot…

My lucky blessings from the all-powerful urban Parking Gods continued to hold well; a car pulled out of a spot about three doors away from the Club Cleo‘s entrance just as I drove up. The chances of that are extraordinary; especially on a busy Friday night in downtown Montreal!

I had toriko call “g” on his cellphone to let him know to come downstairs and give us our tickets. It was at that time that we discovered something that was rather upsetting. Apparently, the organizer had decided at the last minute NOT to honour the free tickets that had been issued and distributed, and instead to charge people at the door. I was *seriously* NOT impressed — those kinds of actions are the type of thing that can ruin an event’s reputation in short order, despite years of good publicity.

Anyways, I guess an awful lot of other people bitched and complained about the situation as well — because when we finally arrived to the ticket-taker; she explained that the promoter had backed down and that it would be free after all. Still, what a fiasco; especially since it was so unexpected — we’ll have to see how it affects Club Sin’s general reputation in the long run. As it is, I’m not sure I’ll bother going again unless I’m supporting a friend who is performing and has put me on their guest list; at least that way I can be sure, hmmm, or can I? :sighs and rolls eyes:

It was around 11:30pm by the time we got in and the club was already quite packed. was nice to see so many familiar faces including: Lord Peter (whom I hadn’t seen since New Year’s Eve), Sir Marc, Mistress Zyra & Malcolm, slave ricky and many more… My pretty boytoy toriko found and brought over our young lady friend of recent acquaintance; I have bestowed upon her the pet nickname of Tatsu (because she was born in a Year of the Dragon, just like myself). She was wearing a pretty new dark blue and black brocade custom corset that looked absolutely gorgeous on her, especially with her matching hair falls.

The seating that my submissive “g” had reserved for us was in the upper level and consisted of a rounded comfy rounded couch area at one end of the small play zone. It was a good spot, as it kept us from being crowded and banged into by the milling crowds. It was unfortunate that throughout the evening, despite having clothing, purses and toybags on our seats whenever someone stepped away to get a drink, have a dance or even use the washroom — that some of the more clueless or drunken males would try to plunk themselves down, hoping to get a good spot to watch some of the nearby play action or during the stage presentations. However, between myself and my boys; we managed to keep our reserved zone to ourselves. Hey, if they want a good spot, get here early or have someone else hold them a good seat; but don’t go stealing other people’s seats! Jeez, how rude!

Shortly after midnight, there was a video presentation to honour the birthday of a local fetish community member known as “The Richard”. Totally didn’t get to see any of it; since too many people came up to our upper level and plunked themselves in front of our seating area. So much for the good sight-line! When it came to the follow-up fashion show by Creation SIS, us smaller ladies actually had to stand up on the couch in order to be able to see above the crowd. What I did see was not too bad; however I would have preferred more fashion (ie: more outfits and shown more clearly) and less of the lengthy onstage fondling. I’m sure that part of that is due to a limited working budget of course.

After the show, we were joined by several friends, including Ambrosia Demise  who came over and we had as nice a chat as we could, considering the loud music… speaking of which….

One of the reasons that I rarely attend Club Sin anymore is because the music is simply too *fucking* loud! I actually had to have my boys dig out the “emergency” ear plugs out of the toy bag. Unfortunately there were only two sets; so toriko and I made use of them as we were both getting headaches and our ears were ringing. Even with the ear plugs, I found it loud and difficult to carry a conversation for any length of time. I know an awful lot of other people in the community feel the same way and won’t attend Fetish Fridays anymore for the same reason — they value their hearing.

One of the redeeming features of the night was catching sight of one of my occasional play parters, submissive “v” — I asked him if he was available and we proceeded to enjoy a relatively subdued play scene, because the environment was not the best for anything more intense or involved. I had toriko reserve the play area with the chains hanging from the ceiling (there was only one other play area besides that).

I had a good flogging session with submissive “v” and then had my other boys prepare my candles and some ice for some sensual hot wax play. I love to play with two candles in one hand; it doubles the drip rate of the wax — I’ve also been told many times that it does look rather spectacular from an observer’s viewpoint. Afterwards, I “shaved” the wax of his back with a shiny but safe-edged knife.

We followed up with some much-needed aftercare (for Me!) by having “v” giving me one of his intense foot massages, “g” being my “drink boy” holding my silver tray and drinking goblet nearby and slowly fanning myself with my chinese fan while toriko saw to the toys being stowed safely away. I had a good chuckle when someone mentioned how everytime they saw me, I always had so many submissives around me catering to my needs… I looked around at all “my boys” and realized that she was right — damn I’m a wonderfully spoiled Lady at times! I do love my life as a Domme!

At the end of the evening, as people were going around saying their farewells, I was joined by the sexy skin-tight catsuit-wearing Maîtresse Malycia; it was so good to see her again. She, along with Sir Marc, decided to join the boys and myself for our usual breakfast tradition; however this time we ventured to a quaint little 24hr café in the Gay Village, since we haven’t been particularly pleased with Picasso’s as of late.

As we drove there, it was quite interesting to observe the wonderful variety of people pouring forth onto the streets of Ste. Catherine as the bars and clubs closed. Montreal is such an amazing city; I love the diversity and perversity of it all!

Breakfast was much needed by all by that time; it had been such a long time since any of us had anything to eat. We got a chance to catch up and discuss a variety of topics, and best of all, without having to shout at each other! 😉 The sun was slowly rising as we left the café shortly after 6am and drove Maîtresse Malycia home; then toriko and I headed back to the West Island for some much-needed sleep.