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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!

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.

Letting sleeping houseboys lie…

During the past few months, whenever my houseboy toriko stayed overnight, I have allowed him sleep on our new comfy leather couch. However, apparently my pretty boy hasn’t been sleeping well because his back requires a much firmer surface.

About three weeks ago, toriko stayed up very late one night setting up the air conditioner in my bedroom for me. Since it was really a very hot and muggy night, I allowed my pretty houseboy the privilege of sleeping nude on the floor at the foot of my bed so that he could also stay cool and comfortable.

Although toriko stated that he had absolutely no problem with sleeping on the bare hardwood floor; being a creature of comfort myself, I could not imagine that could be very restful since he needed to be at work extremely early the next day. So I ordered him to roll out a thin mattress pad from my storage room for him to use instead of the bare floor.

This worked out quite well – as my boy was not far away when I had a coughing fit in the wee hours of the morning and he promptly fetched me my glass of ice tea and a cough drop, so that I was able to fall back asleep fairly quickly.

I’ve been so pleased with this set-up, that as a result I’ve been allowing toriko to continue with this special privilege whenever he stays overnight. I have him at my instant beck and call should I require him, and my lucky pet is extremely happy with his sleeping mat on the floor.

I find that I rather like the thought of having my beautiful dark-haired boytoy sleeping naked at the foot of my bed. Besides, he looks so cute, peaceful and innocent when he is sleeping — it just inspires me to want to do wicked and nasty things to him all the more… hehe!

A Hot & Knotty Saturday…

Male bound in black rope

Since I didn’t make it to the June 3rd Fetish Friday event, I’ve been real antsy to get out and have some kinky fun. Both of my male subs are gone to Europe, and my femsub is working 2 jobs and therefore unavailable, so play-wise, I am currently temporarily sub-less.

Got to chat over the phone with my FemDomme friend Lady August Joy and we decided to attend “Le Chateau” together. We’ve already done some scenes together, particularly on my sub jon and really play quite well together.

Saturday the 11th was also the day of one of the local munches, but it was supposed to be a picnic munch and with all the hot muggy weather, neither I nor any of my friends felt up to it, and decided to skip it and rest up for the evening’s fun instead.

So I picked up August Joy in my car (finally got the A/C fixed – Yeah!), so we had a nice refreshing drive out to the eastern part of the island to “Le Chateau”. Luckily we found parking right across the street, which was a good thing, since I was hauling a fairly hefty pack with a large part of my kinky toy collection inside and it was rather heavy. (Never mind the half dozen riding crops sticking out one end…)

Hmmmmmm… they rearranged some of the interior of Le Chateau, including several large drape/curtains across the doorway entrances to some of the rooms, to keep the air conditioned air contained within. The back “comfy room” as I’ve taken to calling it, has been transformed into a sort of mini-theater, with a projection screen showing kinky films. The ones they were showing were without sound and relatively short and were on repeat. Unfortunately, it is now too dark in the room to even see others in order to have a decent conversation. I did find some tealights set out and lit them, which helped a bit…

I dug out my trio of new books to share with Lady August while we waited for more folk to arrive. Also showed her my new riding crops and my new set of beautiful black bondage ropes. A francophone gentleman sitting across the way was also quite interested so I let him see them too. A conversation ensued where he discovered that we were “sub-less” for the evening and offered himself for our use. He was gentle-natured and quite pleasing to the eye and so after some discussion, we decided to take him up on the offer.

The three of us went upstairs, where I had discovered one of the other play rooms was now much better lit and much cooler. Since he was a relative newcomer to the scene, we decided to take it quite easy on him as we were not familiar with all of his reactions, etc.

August and I decided to use the sawhorse for our play and I proceeded to use my new ropes to restrain him, binding his wrists and wrapping his waist/ lower back area to both hold him and protect his kidneys from any flogging. We noticed he had a mild sunburn and put a cool wet cloth across his shoulders to keep him from overheating. I also kept one nearby for myself, as the room tended to warm up from people coming in and out of the room to watch, letting the cool air escape.

I blindfolded him to keep him on the alert and to heighten the experience, something he later said really worked quite well on him. Between the two of us, we warmed up his cheeks to a nice rosy glow with some spanking, my selection of riding crops and my red flogger.

Later, I untied him from the sawhorse and proceeded to do a Shibari-style diamond body harness on him. While August proceeded to tease his nipples, I took out some more of my rope, this time a finer white cord and started to wrap up his uncircumcised cock for some light CBT. It definitely did something for him, as he started to get hard…

We played a while longer, but kept it to about an hour, as it was getting so warm that it was very uncomfortable for us and we needed to rest. Before he went off to shower, he mentioned that if we wanted to play again later, he would be more than willing to offer himself again, but neither of us was really up to doing a whole scene again due to the heat. It sure can be hard work, especially in the muggy heat…

We rested on the couches for a while, talking with others. I briefly got to meet Softskin (from ALT) and her husband. Several people made comments on my large and heavy bag of toys, and I ended up taking out my books again and some of my goodies to share/show the others.

One of my Dom friends, Spike, was there with a femsub named aria, and asked if I would be willing to try some of my bondage on her. I was fairly restored by then and decided to give it a go. She was a fair bit taller than me, so it was a bit of a challenge.

I joined my two 24 foot ropes, so that I could attempt a “Mermaid” style full body harness, using a Shibari-inspired diamond pattern, and a crossed arms behind the back rope restraint.

Wow. Gorgeous!

It turned out quite nice if I do say so myself… I was VERY pleased with my work as that is the first time that I got to try that particular effect.

Spike proceeded to lift and move her carefully over to the imposing black wall cross, where, with a bit of my help in positioning her feet, we mounted her on the footstand. I proceeded to stabilize her with rope from her elbows to the cross arms and he blindfolded her with a scarlet red bandana. I thought that all that black with a touch of red in her blond hair made for a striking composition — as did Spike (he is a fetish photographer too). I wish I had been allowed to have my camera with me as it made for a delightful pose.

Spike got to have some nice playtime with her bound so nicely to the cross, before he took his time undoing the rope work, learning some of the pattern work by doing so.

I think that perhaps Spike and I might collaborate more in the future, doing some fetish photography of some of my bondage art works. I’ll have to keep an eye out for potential models…. any offers anyone?

All in all, a delightful evening at Le Chateau, if somewhat tiring from the heat and mugginess. But it felt so nice to be back among kinky folk and to have some playtime.

Lady August and I decided to stop by a Tim Hortons for a quick bite and something refreshing to drink before I dropped her off. I decided to spoil myself and try their new mini chocolate cheesecake, but I wasn’t impressed because it was too chewy for cheesecake, it was more like fudge. The iced cappucinno was also not great, as it separates much too easily into coffee water and ice. I *much* prefer the iced “Moolattas” from Dairy Queen — they are much more rich and remind me somewhat of a coffee milkshake. The DQ ones come in variety of flavours too; French Vanilla (my fave), cappuccino, moka and caramel.

It was dawn by the time I dropped her off and the rosy skies cheered me as I drove home tired but pleased by my night of kinky fun…