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Rihanna gets into S&M!

Rihanna exclaims that “Pain is her pleasure!” in her newest video, released on January 31st — however, she is also causing quite a controversy over the music vid’s kinky and sexually-laden imagery.

The video has been reportedly banned in 11 countries and YouTube has put it behind an “adult sign-in wall”. The BBC will not show it before 7pm and there are reports that MTV wants a re-edited version.

Rihanna sings:

“I may be bad, but I’m perfectly good at it.
Sex in the air, I don’t care, I love the smell of it.
Sticks and stones may break my bones,
but chains and whips excite me!”

Kink and fetish has become more and more mainstream over the past few years, and even Rihanna has hinted at it in some of her previous videos such as “Disturbia”. However, has Rihanna’s “S&M” hit the mainstream’s boundary? What do you think?

Christina Aguilera goes totally fetish in “Not Myself Tonight” video!

Christina Aguilera

Christina’s latest video, “Not Myself Tonight”, shows her in a variety of fetish wear, ranging from more standard latex dresses, ballet high heels, wigs of all lengths and styles, all the way to rhinestone bondage and mouth gag.

Have a look for yourself:

An excerpt from a From a 2004 print interview with Christina Aguilera, quotes her as saying:

“If a lover wants to experiment with handcuffs, then that’s fair enough for me! What’s the point of holding back that side of your personality if it’s horny and turns you both on?”

Although she may not win a lot of fans in the mainstream world with this extreme video (by vanilla standards), I’m sure she will gain a growing following amongst the kink community!

So what do you think? Too much, or not enough? What are your favourite parts of the video? (Sane, respectfully-toned comments are welcome…)

Unholy Harvest – Oct. 10-12th, 2008

Unholy Harvest

My dear friend Andrea, the former Montrealer now living in Toronto, otherwise known as the Sex Geek, has been mentioned in an article regarding the upcoming Unholy Harvest. It’s a very cool women’s only event which is happening this coming Thanksgiving long weekend (yeah, we Canadians celebrate our Thanksgiving holiday a month before Americans).

The Unholy Army’s early goal was to queer kinky spots by inviting a critical mass of lesbians to play spaces on quiet nights. Building on that success, St-Urbain and co-organizer Andrea Zanin launched Unholy Harvest in Ottawa last year. It’s a weekend getaway for lesbians and transfolk into BDSM (bondage/discipline, dominance/submission, sadism/masochism.)

To read the complete article and more about this event, check out the Ottawa Xtra online version: “Leather Dykes Revel in Unholy Harvest“. And here’s a link to the website for the Unholy Harvest; weekend memberships are $110, contact them through their website to see if there are still any spaces available.

Updated Kink Guides

I just updated the Montreal and Canadian Kink Guides here on my blog with a number of new links, including several vendors of BDSM, fetish and kink-related goodies, such as corsets, clothing, toys and furniture.

Be sure to check them out and of course, send me any new Canadian-based kink links that you think might be of interest to my readers…

Enjoy, and happy shopping!

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…

Article – Bondage Lovers Lead Happier Lives

Found an article today that might be of interest to my blog readers…

Happy Bondage article pic

An unusual sex survey has found that Australians who enjoy bondage and discipline are not damaged or dangerous, and might even be happier than those who practise “normal” sex.

The research showed two per cent of adult Australians regularly partake in sadomasochism and dominance and submission-type sexual role play.

And contrary to commonly-held stereotypes, they are not doing so in reaction to sexual abuse or because they are “sexually deficient” in some way, according the study of 20,000 Australians by public health researchers at the University of NSW.

Check out the rest of the article here and come back to post your comments; I’d be interested to read your opinion on it.

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.