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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…)

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…

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.

A March full of fetish fun

Club Sin March 2008

On Friday March 7th, Club Sin held it’s monthly “Fetish Friday” event featuring my dear friends Domina Jade and Master Tommi Gunn in performance, so I decided to attend along with both my submissives.

I was not up to spending a lot of time dressing up, so I had a bit of fun going for something different. I wore my hair pulled up in a tight bun and wore one of my black military berets, decorated with a beautiful golden dragon badge. I had on one of my black leather corsets, black dress pants and an amazing little dragon dogtag necklace that lights up with mesmerizing patterns — actually, I got a lot of comments on it that night!

It was nice to see some old friends, as many of them were also there to see Domina Jade and Master Tommi do their magic on stage. I still find the music waaaaay too loud for my tastes; as it always leaves my ears ringing! Never mind trying to hold an actual conversation with friends; you end up having to practically yell in each other’s ears — it’s really not very conducive to socializing at all. That’s one of the reasons I really rarely attend it anymore; I simply can’t stand the sound levels and I value my hearing more than most seem too. I pretty well only go there if one of my friends is performing in order to show them my moral support.

We did end up going to Picasso’s again for our usual after-event breakfast gathering — amazingly, this time we had a *huge* group of 16 people altogether! It was nice to be able to introduce new people to our little tradition — there’s nothing like being able to bond over a meal with both friends new and old.

On the 9th, my alpha submissive toriko and I had scheduled to go out that evening with our sweet dear friend Roxy, but she was really not feeling well — that combined with the fresh mountains of snow kept us in for the night…

On Saturday the 15th, I participated in workshop that went on from late afternoon until evening. Afterwards I was so exhausted I really did not feel like going out anywhere, so I stayed home with my pet toriko for the rest of the weekend. Actually, it was nice to have a relatively quiet time to ourselves, especially since he pampered me so nicely while I recuperated.

I continued to not feel too well during the rest of that week; so I purposely took it as easy as possible so as to not overstrain myself. My body is still not up to doing a lot of physical activity; if so, I usually end up paying the price for a few days afterwards.

This doesn’t stop me from attending kink events — if I didn’t go to any, I’d be bored out of my mind as well as missing my friends terribly, since I am such a social person. I just plan for the fact that after a heavy weekend I will usually be wiped out on Sunday and Monday, sometimes even up till Tuesday. A small price to pay for my sanity…

Review: Private Double Dungeon Party (Feb./Mar.)

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Maître Ex hosted another of his marvelous play parties at his private dungeon on the south shore of Montreal. This one was a double feature; being held on Friday the 29th of February and Saturday the 1st of March. It was unfortunate that my alpha sub toriko was not feeling well enough to attend, however my probationary sub “g” was there to attend to my needs.

The first night was a bit on the quiet side, due to the snowy weather being not particularly conducive to driving. Sir Marc, Maddog and Lady Evyl were both in attendance, so we did some socializing while sitting around the lovely wood burning stove — what a great atmosphere for catching up with kinky friends.

Lady Evyl had a chance to try one of my corsets — I recently sent it back to get a small repair done and the company sent me back a new one! However, I have lost a significant amount of weight since I first got it and I wasn’t really looking forward to spending months molding it to my figure again. Evyl looks magnificent in it as the length suits her taller frame much better. So we’ll probably make arrangements for her to take it off my hands, so that I can purchase a new leather corset in a smaller size.

If you’d like to see how good she looks in the corset; have a look at her CollarMe profile — there is a pic of her in a black leather corset with a bullwhip on her hip. That’s the pic I took of her when we were at the dungeon. I must admit that it is a particularly flattering shot!

Later on that night, I lent my favourite chrome flogger to Evyl so that Maddog could give her a few flogging pointers so that she could refine her techniques.

I, on the other hand, got to have fun doing a sensual hot wax scene with submissive “v”, an older and refined silver-haired gentleman of my acquaintance. Afterwards, he showed his gratitude by getting on his knees and giving me a very welcome and lengthy foot massage — he certainly does know how to do it well on me, gently stretching the tendons in a “that-hurts-so-good” kind of way and with some deep tissue massage on the heel of the foot.

After the evening’s fun at the dungeon, a bunch of our kinky friends joined us for our traditional breakfast at Picasso’s; a wonderful way to end a great night of BDSM and fetish fun.

Review of the FemDomme Society Chinese New Year Dinner

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I recently spent several weeks of intense promotion and organization for this year’s annual Chinese New Year Dinner Munch, on behalf of the FemDomme Society and ClubFetish. It has been a rather hectic time for me, with so many last minute details that required my personal attention.

Unfortunately, on Friday, the day before the dinner event, my poor sweet alpha submissive, toriko, came down with hot and cold chills and a nasty fever of 99.4°C, (his usual temperature is 96.5°). I decided to drive into town and pick him up from work early, as he sounded horrible over the phone, with hardly any voice — I seriously did not want him to try to maneuver the public transportation system while he was in that shape.

I brought my pet toriko home and proceeded to tuck him into his floor mat at the foot of my bed. That way I could keep a close watch on him while I continued with various last minute preparations for the next day. Despite a few coughing fits, he slept like a log for over 15 hours; which did seem to help him somewhat. He did have a brief peak of improvement for a few hours during Saturday afternoon, but he quickly tired out again. My poor houseboy *really* wanted to attend the dinner and play party, however he agreed that it would not be the wisest thing to do under the circumstances. I reminded him how he had encouraged me to stay home for health reasons when I had come home from the hospital and that this time around it was his turn to take it easy and concentrate instead on getting well.

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I originally started this tradition of celebrating the Chinese New Year about 10 years or so ago; with a completely different circle of friends. Gradually it came to include more and more of my kink friends until I decided to simply launch it as a kink community event three years ago. The beginning of the Chinese New Year can vary from late January to the third week in February; and I’ve found that often by mid-February most folk are looking for a good excuse to dress up and go out to enjoy themselves after surviving the holidays.

In past years, we averaged 12-15 or so guests, however this year we received quite a bit more interest. In fact, we received many RSVPs during the last week leading up to the event; however we had a few same-day cancellations due to illness, work, and family reasons. There were also a few no-shows, most likely due to the snowy weather, bringing our actual tally of dinner guests to a total of 35.

I decided to wear my new black “corset” skirt, with elegant ribbon lacing up the back; combined with my shimmery red asian-style jacket, as red is considered a good luck colour in Chinese culture. I wore one of my favourite bezelled black stone necklaces and matching earrings and a silver earcuff as an accent, and a long braid down my back.

I was blessed with the assistance of Lady Evyl, who assisted with checking in the dinner guests as they arrived. I chose to offer discreet nametags and colour-coded dots, for those who wished to self-identify either their D/s orientation and/or availability. Pretty well everybody chose to have one, as it made it much easier for remembering your neighbouring dinner guests’ names, which in turn made it that much more conducive to conversation.

I was pleased to be able to welcome such a wide range of guests, from Dominants and switches, to submissives and slaves, and all genders from male and female to transgender. Among the guests were some of my dear friends: Domina Jade, Sir Marc, Miss Kinky, Maddog, Lady Nikki, and of course, my housemate, Lord Michael. Several submissive friends were also there including sabine, slave ricky, pima and BackSeatBebe, as well as two of my play partners JF and Lady Roxy. Although my alpha submissive toriko was not there, my new probationary submissive “g” was there at my beck and call throughout the night. I was also very happy to see one of my old submissives, minimike, and we got to spend a little while catching up with each other.

There were several members of some of my online discussion groups from ALT, as well as some local kinksters from CollarMe. We were even lucky enough to welcome a few guests all the way from Ottawa! Everyone was very friendly and open for discussions both during and after dinner.

The majority of our guests decided to go for Hot & Spicy’s “Taster’s Choice” menu in order to sample from the variety of over 85 dishes available. I was truly surprised when my probationary sub “g” mentioned he had never been to a Chinese restaurant in his life; and so I had him seated across from me and made several choices of dishes for him to try (keeping in mind his dietary health restrictions).

We finished off our dinner with my now traditional and popular “kinky fortune cookies”; this year I even managed to have both english and french versions. They were a great hit, particularly with the guests who had never been to any of our previous Chinese New Year dinners.

We had managed to secure a discounted entrance rate for our guests if they chose to join us at the fetish play party that was being held afterwards at the Loft Le Chateau, located in Montreal’s Gay Village. It was a great way for some of the novices to be gently introduced to the BDSM play scene; so that they could observe, learn and ask questions. About half of our guests braved the evening’s snowfall and decided to join us for the night’s fun.

I must admit that I had a wonderful time at the Loft making use of some of my favourite playmates and spending time with friends, both old and new. (I’ll be posting more about my play party scene in a later post.) Several people came up to me during the evening and told me how much they had enjoyed themselves, both at the dinner as well as at the play party. All in all, it seems like it was a great success and I look forward to organizing similar events in the months to come.

** (I am still not fully recovered from my stint in the hospital ICU and I found it took me a full two days to recuperate after the whole dinner event and play party. At least I am aware of this now and can make sure to be able to take the time to rest and get some of my energy back when I attend events that tend to drain me…)

Attending the April Fool’s Fetish Ball

Fetish Fool’s Ball

On March 31st, Isabeau hosted another of her fabulous Fetish Balls. This one was held once again at the Bain Mathieu, here in Montreal. I was originally supposed to be attending with my good friend Lady Katana, but unfortunately she was side-lined by a nasty migraine, so she was not able to come with us.

I had been feeling not up to par earlier in the day, due to another one of my coughing attacks; so I opted for a restful nap with my submissive houseboy toriko attended to various household duties. I was gently awoken by my boy, who brought me some freshly-made hot mint tea to my bedside, to soothe my achy throat.

I have not had much of an appetite these past few weeks while I have been fighting this virus, but I do realize that I need to eat in order to keep up my energy. So toriko brought me a light meal to enjoy with my tea, and then went off to draw a hot bubble bath for me and lay out my evening’s wardrobe. After my bath, I had my boy give me a light foot and leg massage with one of my favourite lotions, to lock in the moisturizing softness.

I began my preparations for the evening, ranging from my make-up and perfume and including putting my hair up in my trade-marked long braid which hangs to past my waist. I also wore a small black jeweled metal headband and chose to trim my braid in red, to match the gorgeous new red leather corset that my boy had bought for me and which had arrived the day before.

Since this was the first wearing of the corset, it took a little while to get the corset lacing adjusted just right, but once it was, I found it to be *extremely* comfortable and not constricting — like a snug and sexy leather hug around my body. I wore my elbow length black velvet fingerless gloves and an elegant floor length black skirt with decorative draping trim.

Earlier last week I had picked up a new matching collar and leash for my boy; it is made of a chic reflective neon green material, which would make it perfect for keeping an eye on him in the dark environment of a club or dungeon. On to the collar was added one of my special marks of ownership, a shiny customized gold dogtag inscribed “Property of Mistress Jade Dragon“. I also had toriko help pack and carry one of my smaller toybags, as I was not sure how much playing I would be doing, depending on my energy levels.

In keeping with Montreal clubbing traditions, we arrived at around midnight and I began to make the rounds of the Fetish Ball, with my pretty-boy submissive in tow behind me on his leash.

Immediately I noticed that Isabeau had arranged for the majority of recommendations that our Club Fetish group had made regarding improvements that could be made to the dungeon play space area. Unfortunately she was unable to obtain the downstairs area of Bain Mathieu this time ’round, so the playspace was in a marked off in an elevated area behind the dance floor. There were tall railings around two of the sides, with a 8-10″ deep bar top for people to lean against and to put their drinks.

The third side was roped off, leaving only two smaller entrances to the actual playzone itself. This meant that there were no casual walk-throughs of the play scenes from any of the non-players. In the past, many fetish people who are not aware of good play scene etiquette tended to crowd the players too much, sometimes to the point of being with the strike zone of a flogger’s back swing. Many serious BDSM players simply did not feel comfortable in such surroundings and would not play in conditions that they could not feel in control, both for the comfort of themselves and their bottom, as well as for those around them who might inadvertendly get in their way.

There was also a sign-up sheet for the various playstations, to make sure that nobody would “hog” a particular area for the whole night, and that one could sign up for a spot and wander off to return at the designated timeslot to find it ready to use. This proved to be quite a popular change and meant that there was a nice turnover of players over the course of the night — which was quite the treat for the multitudes of observers who crowded the railings for practically the entire night.

Kudos also go to the various playzone monitors who made sure that things ran smoothly and that the established rules and guidelines were kept by all, including the new “no breakable glass or bottles” in the play area. Last time, it was noticed that there were a number of broken bottles littering some corners, which can be dangerous with so many near-naked or latex-clad bodies wandering about or playing.

There was a comfy lounge area at the opposite end of the building, elevated on the far side of the DJ area and dance floor, which is of course located at the bottom of the former pool floor bottom. There were numerous couches, including some inflatable ones; and many were congregating there throughout the evening to socialize.

One of the visual highlights of the Ball were several performances by talented fire-dancers on the dance floor. A variety of fire implements were used by the performers; much to the delight of the observers. One female performer used a kind of large metal hula-hoop with a half dozen flaming tips on it, which she proceeded to not only spin around her waist and her outstretched arm, but also around her neck — which alarmed several of us who wondered how she managed to not burn her hair while doing so. There was another who danced on tall stilts, with a large flaming headpiece and elongated finger wands and another with large fire fans. Of course, there was also the traditional fire poi dance, which is fiery balls which are spun around on ropes or chains. All in all, a beautiful visual treat enjoyed by all!

Partway through the night, while I was watching the playzone from the observer railings, I felt a light tap on my shoulder. I turned and discovered it my friend, the beloved “fetish diva” Midori stopping by to say hello. We hugged and then chatted for a while; Sir Michael and I had been hoping to take her out to one of the local “cabane à sucre” during her stay here in Montreal, but it looked like Mario from Polymorphe Latex beat us to it. So, instead we made tentative dinner plans for Sunday or Monday night instead. I introduced Midori to some of my other friends who were nearby, as well as to my submissive toriko, before she continued on her rounds to check things out.

Finally found my friends Domina Jade & Sir Marc in the playzone, tag-teaming with their spanking and flogging techniques on the submissive sabine, who seemed to be in a absolutely blissful state. I would have to wait until they were finished to say hello and spend some time with them later.

I was pleased to cross paths with Master André and Vivian who were having lots of fun in the play zone introducing people to the pleasures and pains of the electrical wand. They were showing how the connection would flow through multiple people, as they and those they were playing with reached out to some of the observers for them to feel the ripple, buzz and shocks of the wand.

I also had the pleasure of seeing Maître Éric (AKA Gargoyle Toes) once again; as I had not seen him since the Club Fetish/FemDomme Society dinner back in February. By the way, Maître Éric has begun to make his own hemp rope, dyed in the most scrumptious jewel-tone colours and will soon be making them available for sale. I have been privileged enough to receive a gift of some of this rope, in a gorgeous deep green.

Let’s see who else I got to see and spend time with…. Argaive the fetish photographer and his lady friend, the thin and lithe J, one of my favourite ladies to tie up; we had been hoping to do a Midori-style rope dance, but I had not brought my rope bag and by the time someone found some for us to use, her ride had to leave for the 2 hour drive home. Damn, hopefully next time things will work out more to our advantage.

Met another old photographer friend of mine, who was doing press photos for the event and we chatted briefly. Got a sensuous hug and cuddle from ChainedV, a lovely lady sub of my acquaintance. I was once again introduced to “j”, a young submissive friend of my houseboy — he does knows how to charm a lady, as he never fails to kiss the back of my hand, this time with a deep bow.

In the latter part of the night, I needed to rest and get off my feet, but still wanted to stay near the playzone with my friends. So I decided to enter the playzone and stationed myself along one of the stepped edges, with my boy on the floor in front of me. We had a very hot and sensual play scene, but I’ll save that story for another time…

At around 3am, Domina Jade, Sir Marc and sabine were considering heading off, however I tempted them into joining us for one of our long-standing traditions of breakfast at Picassos after a night out of fetish and dungeon fun. It wasn’t hard to convince them, since it had been such a long time since we had the chance to do so. I also managed to convice my submissive toriko’s friend “JF” to join us as well.

It was about 3:30 am by the time we arrived, but we found a nice long table for the six of us. In almost any other town or city; we would have made quite the spectable — as I was still clad in my red leather corset and some of the others were also wearing latex and leathers, and sabine was dressed totally “en femme”. However, Montreal being the wonderfully kinky and eclectic city that it is, we barely rated a second glance from the other late-night patrons.

Breakfast at Picassos is a wonderful tradition; it allows us all to “wind down” from the night’s fun and to recap some of our adventures to each other. I believe that it has really given us a great sense of bonding as well because it is such a wonderful casual feeling to share our stories and experiences over a good meal — of course it doesn’t hurt that we are all usually starving by then!

“JF” told my boy that he only needed to be dropped off at a metro so that he could begin the long trek home (Picasso’s in in NDG and he lived in the north of Montreal, easily an hour and a half or more of travel at that hour). toriko wisely told him that the decision was not up to him, but rather rested in the hands of his Mistress. I, of course, would have nothing to do with that and stated flatly that I would have toriko drive him right to his door. “JF” seemed a little surprised but did not object to my decision; it also gave me a chance to chat with him during the ride and get to know him a bit better — something that is a little difficult to do in the rather loud environment of a Fetish Ball.

Afterwards, my submissive toriko chauffeured me home, as the sun rose in the eastern sky; it’s sunbeams making the early morning frost glisten and sparkle like diamonds. What a beautiful way to end a kinky night’s fun at yet another fantastic Fetish Ball!