Sorry for the absence — things went haywire!

Photo taken on me in my kitty persona, La Bella Kitten, by Perry Gallagher in LA

I apologize for the absence of a new post in a while it has been a whirlwind.  I spent some time in LA in November working and my next post was supposed to be about that.  Got to shoot video with some amazing people, including Russell Peter, Renee Adams, Jewell Marceau, Isabella Sinclaire, Ms. Vanity Sin, and Steve Villa.  I was also able to shoot some amazing stills with the incomparable Perry Gallagher, who was kind enough to let me stay as his houseguest and his good friend, the also incomparable Michael Helms.  While I was there I also took sub sessions.  And, finally, I did some work trying to get Footnight parties started in Atlanta.  I will definitely be updating you on any videos that come out via Twitter and any progress getting our foot worship on here in the Southeast!

A picture of my hand injury the day after it happened. I couldn’t lift my hand any higher than this.

After getting back from LA, I took to getting back to work and spending Thanksgiving with my family.  It was the weekend after this that things got dicey in natalie’s world!  On Saturday night I was at a local play party doing a very intense, stressful rope scene.  I was in a very normal tie, but when I came out of it I was unable to move my left hand.  A trip to the ER confirmed that I had injured my radial nerve and was suffering from “wrist drop”, where the nerve is damaged and cannot tell the extenders on the top of the hand to lift it.  So basically my hand just hangs there, sagging.  I’m currently wearing a wrist brace, and expect that it will be around mid to late January for the injury to completely heal.  Within the last week I’ve gained more dexterity in my fingers and a little more movement in my attempts to lift my hand.

This has NOT prevented me from sessioning with clients, unless they are looking for heavy/extreme bondage, which is not normally the case.  I can still participate in light to medium bondage, as long as it isn’t straining certain parts of my left arm.  The main thing it is preventing me from doing is modeling.  Although I won’t be completely healed, I hope to have the hand coordination to be able to start posing again around the first of the year.  However, I definitely won’t be doing any bondage modeling until at least February, 2015.  For now, I am loading up on B vitamins and other supplements said to help with nerve repair, staying away from alcohol (which is very bad for the healing nerves), and drinking lots of water.

And to add insult to injury (almost literally), the next day after the accident I came down with a pretty bad case of the flu, which lasted half the week.  Since then I’ve been in a whirlwind of playing catch-up, slowly checking things off a massive to-do list.  Luckily, I finally get to check “write blog entry” off, well…at least for this week.  I’ll check in with y’all next week 🙂

 

 

 

Newest Review

I have been in the S&M scene for some 17 years, many of those as a submissive.  5 years ago, I became interesting in topping.  After several less than satisfactory experiences, I finally met Natalie.  I saw the adds, her blog and other posts and she looked almost too good to be true.

Photo by Perry Gallagher

In short, she is the real deal, a true submissive who enjoys herself perhaps even more than her clients.  For three years, we have tried everything on her ok list and she never fails to amaze me with her beauty, strength and ability to absorb pain without complaint.  Since I don’t live in Atlanta, I only get to see her every other month but we always have a blast.

If you are looking for a special experience, real all the information on her site (especially her short No List) and contact her.  Treat her nice (I know that sounds strange) but you’ll have a better session if you give her respect for what she is – the best Pro Sub you’ll ever find anywhere. –B

Top Space–written by The Lady Elizabeth

The Lady Elizabeth is a renowned Pro-Domme in Connecticut. Check her out at ladyelizabeth.net.

If you spend any time in the BDSM community, you will probably hear something about “subspace”.  But we rarely hear about what the Top/Dominant goes through when they are conducting a scene.  It is actually a subject I’ve been interested in for a long time.  I remember one of my Doms would get so wiped out from our scenes that afterwards, while I would lay my head is his lap, he would start falling asleep while still sitting up.  I knew it wasn’t the physical, but the mental/energetic exertion, that wore him out to that point and I was fascinated to know what that was like for him.

But it wasn’t until recently that I took the time to reach out and ask Dominants about their experience.   I specifically wanted to post it on this blog because I would like to see more public discourse about it.  I have a lot of opinions regarding Dominants’ portrayal in the public sphere (i.e. I don’t think there is enough of it), but that is for another entry.  Luckily, Lady Elizabeth was supportive of my request and wrote an exceptionally well written and informative piece on her experience with “topspace”.  Lady Elizabeth is an extremely experienced Pro-Domme in Connecticut, and I was recently fortunate to bottom to her in a beautiful needle scene, which I have spoken of I previous entries.  You can check her out at ladyelizabeth.net and on Twitter– @MyLadyElizabeth.  Here are her words below.

There’s been a lot of writing in the BDSM world on the topic of “subspace.” Subspace is the frame of mind a submissive can reach through engagement in all sorts of kinky activities. Often likened to a runner’s high, subspace is an altered state of consciousness reached through natural, bodily means, rather than through use of illicit chemicals. In subspace, people report feelings of exhilaration, bliss, or relaxation…all sorts of positive feelings that enhance the experience and drive their desire for intense BDSM scenes.

I’ll confess: I have zero personal experience being in subspace, because I’m not a switch. However, I do know how to guide people into their unique versions of subspace, which is something I’ve learned and practiced in over a decade of experience as a professional dominant. I do experience something like subspace when I push my body’s boundaries through dance, skiing, or other intense forms of exercise. I also am intimately familiar with the dominant’s equivalent headspace: top space.

Lady Elizabeth leading me through a very beautiful needle scene

As a top, I experience three distinct sets of feelings when I play, each corresponding with a different part of the scene. When I studied Anthropology, I learned that all social rituals have three phases:
1. induction phase: participants are brought together and prepared for what they are about to share
2. liminal phase: the ritual itself, whether it’s an initiation or a wedding ceremony
3. reintroduction phase: the final phase where participants rejoin society with a new identity
I believe BDSM scenes have these same three phases, and as the dominant I assume the role of the guide who takes the submissive through the rite of passage. Think of me as a kinky shaman, if you will.
The first part of my top space begins before the scene starts. For me, top space always involves a certain amount of pre-scene jitters. When I’m meeting someone new, it feels a bit like stage fright, a pleasant and familiar set of butterflies that remind me I’m about to make a very important first impression. I’m not nervous about my ability to do my job or be safe – I know I possess those skills. I’m nervous because I don’t know how my new partner will respond, what our chemistry will be like, or which of his buttons I’ll enjoy pushing most. Even when I’m playing with someone I know well, I still get a bit of pre-scene anticipation. My most established submissive partners have played with me for a decade, and I know their bodies like the back of my hand, but each scene still brings something new.

The second and longest period of my top space emerges as our BDSM scene unfolds. I have my slaves kneel and kiss my feet to signal the beginning of our play; it’s a personal ritual that means a great deal to me. It helps me close off the rest of the world from my mind, and brings me into focus on the task at hand. The more intense the scene gets, the more the rest of the world disappears. I become hyper aware of the things that matter most in the moment. Each of my senses narrows its focus. I hear only the sound of my voice and the clicking of my heels on the floor. I see the rhythm of my submissive’s breathing and watch where my whip strikes. My sense of touch perceives any tightness in her body, and I know the very instant when his skin barely starts to perspire.

Lady Elizabeth caning an ass at DommeTrips 2014. Photo by 2G Photography.

During this period the rest of the world falls away, which is the real reason why we do this kinky stuff that we do. This is the time when our stress levels fall and our breathing becomes slow and intense. This type of top space is a close analog to the shaman’s alpha rhythm or the runner’s high. We are most aware of the moment and nothing else. I’ve heard dominants joke that the rest of the house could be on fire and they wouldn’t notice unless smoke got into the dungeon. It’s true! I was once engaged in a scene with a lovely couple in the Caribbean. There was a fire play scene that got out of hand less than ten feet away from us, and I didn’t even notice. I heard about it afterwards and was quite surprised!
The third and final phase of top space happens after the play concludes. Once the submissive’s needs have been tended to and the toys tidied and put away, the dominant can finally let go of that hyper-focused feeling. Post scene feelings vary dramatically, depending on a variety of factors. I can feel loopy, exhilarated, or drained. Often I am ravenously hungry, because I’ve burned so many calories for so long, particularly if my client has booked a few hours of my time. In the BDSM lifestyle we talk a lot about giving submissives after care, but sometimes a top needs after care too. We can experience “top drop” in the form of depressed feelings or exhaustion. Slaves, this would be a good time to offer a foot massage, or simply ask what she needs most and respect what she requests. Helping recharge your dominant’s batteries is an excellent way to say thank you for a positive experience.

The subspace/top space dynamic is one way a good D/s relationship benefits both players. Dominants also experience emotional and physical highs when we play. All three phases of top space arise from the pleasure of being in control. The more challenging the scene or the more intimate the D/s connection, the more intensely the dominant will experience top space.

Needle Play Photos–Not for the Squeamish!!!!!

Wanted to post some of the photos from the series Tommy O took during a very intense needle scene with me, Mistress Absolute, and Lady Elizabeth.

Please know that the last half of the photos, when the needles are removed, are pretty bloody, so look at your own risk and don’t say I didn’t warn you.  I also want to add that although Tommy O took these photos, they were shot casually, have not been edited, and are not representative of his professional photos.

Getting tied down

First needle going in…

Lady Elizabeth pushing endorphin buttons

Processing…

Absolute sticking my labia while I scream out. My face tells you pretty much everything…

Mistress Absolute and some breath play. She’s one of the only people I will let do this…

Lady Elizabeth and Mistress Absolute

Fully pierced…

Starting the removal…

My bloody breast

Trickle…

Gratuitous crotch shot 🙂

Bloody spacey mess!

This was the first time I actually opened my eyes during the whole scene.

In space, getting aftercare from Absolute

I kind of wish I had a picture of me masturbating  the morning afterwards.  That was actually the end of the scene for me.  It took me all night to process the energy of those needles, and that energy culminated in a massive morning orgasm alone in my room 🙂  Such a sweet experience.  I’m so thankful to have such experienced Dommes to take me through that delicate scene.  I am a very lucky girl!!!!!

DommeTrips–Dominican Domination 2014

Sometimes I am amazed at how long it takes me to write these blog entries.  I’ve been back from my trip to the Dominican Republic for a week and a half now and I’m just getting down to writing about it!  It’s something I’m trying to work on, but I’m not perfect, and better late than never right?!

I had an amazing time at Domme Trips this year.  It the second year in a row that I have gone and it was honestly like going to a big kinky family reunion!  Last year, I spent my time getting to know everyone and having a relaxing vacation.  This year, I got to deepen my friendships with those I already knew, as well as hanging out with some awesome new friends!

An example of the silliness. Something was said about not being able to make a baguette hurt, a challenge that SirSoBored took. I caught some of the flying debri and had a snack 🙂

If you don’t know about Domme Trips, it is basically a kinky vacation organized by the fabulous Domina Bellicose and Mistress Absolute, attended by some of the top Dominatrixes in the world, their slaves, and just kinky people in general.  If you look at the website, you will see a list of Dominas that are interested in going.  Male subs have the opportunity to sponsor the Dominatrix of your choice (if she doesn’t already have someone sponsoring her) and you get the honor of serving her, worshiping her, having play time with her, all while spending relaxing time at the beach during the day and partying it up at night.  It is a time for people to let their hair down, be silly, play (in both kinky and non kinky ways).  If you have ever envisioned a laid back, kinky vacation with a bunch of awesome people, I highly recommend it!  Both Domina Bellicose and Absolute go out of their way to make sure that everyone is taken care of and the work they put into making it happen in mindboggling!

I went with my long time patron, Bob, with whom I also went last year.  He is an awesome travel companion and I’m excited about going with him next year as well.  He is a switch, so I have the pleasure of being Topped by him and also Topping him!  The best scene with him was near the end of the vacation, when Goddess Phoenix and I organized the other Dominatrixes to take turns caning and flogging his bottom.  I went back and forth while this was happening, alternately providing him with breath play and a good heel into his balls.  Despite constant complaints about the cane being his least favorite implement, he had a nice big smile at the end of it.

Mistress Absolute providing me with some sexy hydration during our needle play scene. Photo by TommyO

I had some amazing scenes there as well.  Most notably, I had a very intense needle scene led by Mistress Absolute and The Lady Elizabeth.  I had been wanting a scene like this for a long time and had contacted Elizabeth beforehand due to her proficiency in needle play.  Tied to a lawn chair by the (deceptively) sweet Eve, I had several “endorphin buttons” ( needles organized to form a circle that when pressed down upon release a wave of endorphins) arranged on my right breast by Lady Elizabeth, while Absolute took to piercing my left breast and stomach.  I also had needle down my inner thighs by Mistress Nicolette.  And for the final touch they pierced me down my labia, which I had never had done before.  I plan on posting the photos as their own blog post because there are so many of them I find beautiful.  After the needles were taken out, I was covered in blood, which I found rather erotic and fascinating.  I will probably not post those on this blog, but some will find their way to Tumblr for sure.

My ass being handed to me by, well, a hand…

The other scene worth mentioning was something of a milestone.  I have this horrible habit, as a masochist, of actively offering Sadists ideas with which to torture me.  In this case, I had just negotiated a spanking/paddling scene with Armogeddon when I off handedly made the comment that no one had ever made me call red from just a hand spanking.  With massive, muscular hands, Armogeddon just looked at me and said, “Challenge accepted!”  I really don’t know why I do things like that.  I wasn’t even trying to challenge him, it just slipped out.  We went out to the spanking bench, and after a nice warm up he pretty much let me have it.  And yes, I did call red.  I called red for the first time on a hand spanking.  But, to my credit, he left with a bruised hand and admitted that he was about to tap out in a moment if I hadn’t called red.   So I still consider it a victory!

And since coming back, I have been thrown back into life in full force.  In a couple days I will be traveling to LA for 8 days, from the 9th to the 16th.  After that I will staying in Atlanta for a few months in order to remember what life is like when you are not leaving every other week.

A Few Pics from DomCon Atlanta 2014

Thought I would share some of my favorite photos from DomCon Atlanta this year.  All pictures taken by 2GPhotography:

Playing with Goddess Phoenix’s breasts on the red carpet

Arriving Thursday evening on the red carpet

All the mistresses…

Me and Mistress Indigo

Mistress Indigo and I giving Miss Whip some loving. If you don’t know, Mistress Whip was one of the people who started me as a pro-sub.

Getting “tea bagged” by Goddess Phoenix at the Mistresses Tea on Sunday. She is pretending to make, in my mouth, an Indigo tea, created by Mistress Indigo, consisting of passion fruit tea and mango vodka. I look a little too eager in this picture if you ask me 😉

Grrrrrrrr…….

Dom Con Atlanta

Accepting my Guest of Honor award from Mistress Whip

I had an amazing time this last weekend at Dom Con Atlanta, where I was a Guest of Honor. I got to know some amazing Dominatrixes, attended some awesome events and play parties, and got to session with my play partner, alex4071 a couple times.

First off, I want to say that anyone who denigrates the profession of the Dominatrix needs to come to DomCon. This event is both run by and attracts some of the top Dominatrixes in the country. Women who take their profession very seriously, with honor and respect for those who serve them. There is so much to learn from these strong women, my biggest regret is that I didn’t get to attend more classes.

Photoshoot on top of the roof. Photo by 2G Photography

One of the highlights of my adventurous weekend was getting to play with Mistress Melissa and Charlie B again at the play party at Dungeon Studios. They consider DomCon Atlanta as their anniversary, and I have gotten to play with them each year from the very beginning. It is a tradition that I hope will hold up in the years to come.

I seem to be just swinging full tilt with the traveling, my next adventure being DommeTrips down in the Dominican Republic starting this coming Monday. Hopefully the internet will be good there and I will be able to blog about my time there!

Session Description and Review

A patron just sent me an older review that he had posted on TER that I would love to share with you!  I’ve cut out the very first part because it describes him getting to and coming into a dungeon that I no longer work at.  So that being said, hope you enjoy the review 🙂

…there was Natalie waiting for me. She greeted me with a hug and a smile, and I found my excitement rising. She was attractive, clad in a short black dress that showed off her nice long legs.

Natalie is a genuine submissive who is very eager to please ….

Photo by Cory McBurnett (aka ThaGoodson)

THE JUICY DETAILSI had previously had a 30 minute webcam session with Natalie, during which she pissed herself slowly while lying in her tub at home, in a pair of panties at the start and then nude. After that I watched her get out a dildo and fuck herself to an orgasm. It had been an exciting experience, and it left me wanting to see her in the flesh. She had been friendly and uncomplicated and eager to please on webcam. She was bottle-blonde during the webcam session; during our in-the-flesh session she had resumed her natural black-haired appearance.

Anyway, back to the actual session. She showed me her arsenal of toys and implements, a few of which she put aside for me in case the need arose to use them (nipple clamps, cane, paddle etc).

As is my wont, we began with a foot worship session. I had driven a while, so I volunteered to soap and rinse my feet out first, although she did not seem to mind my feet in their natural state – a sign of a true submissive indeed. I hopped over to the spotless and clean-smelling bathroom tucked away towards the far end of the dungeon, and freshened up. When I got back to the main area, I lolled back in a comfortable chair and Natalie began to pamper my feet with her mouth and tongue and face. This she truly enjoys. She simply lusted after every inch of my foot, purring throatily as she sucked, nibbled, and licked. It seemed to really excite her to have my feet at her disposal. The flat of her tongue went in long clean sweeps across the sole of my foot, then the middle, then the end-section of my foot underneath my toes. Heaven. And then the flip side of my feet. She explored every section of it with a relish, drooling and slurping; my toes sometimes sucked into her mouth, sometimes wet and naked outside her velvet mouth waiting to get back in while she attended to the other parts of my feet. The sum total of the sensations, and the animal sound of that purring coming deep from her belly, made me rock hard. I could have popped out my cock then and there and cum right at her face in thick sticky gobs – but I like edging and holding, it is my way. Alright; apply the foregoing description to one foot; then apply it to the other. She drank plenty of water to keep her mouth moist and salivated, and I let her rest now and then. I was a third through the session, and I felt sated already.

Photo by Cory McBurnett (aka ThaGoodson)

The next phase was corporal punishment. I had her lean over a stand blindfolded and hand-restrained, her ass sticking out towards me. I hiked up her skirt and began playing with ass. She has a very spankable bottom. I rubbed my fingers along the length of her pussy through her panties, and then pulled her panties to one side. Nude, clean pussy. I let my fingers stray alongside casually. Then I pulled her panties down her legs, bunched around her ankles. She was a beautiful sight, leaning forward, nude but for a thin mauve strap top. I proceeded to spank her, slowly and with steadily increasing intensity. Her ass began to turn pink, then red. Her soft ass skin was hot to my touch, as I rested my hand against it. She took the punishment easily and enjoyed it all except when I spanked her once across her inner thighs – she politely requested me to desist from punishing that particular area, so I did. I scrunched her ass cheeks and pulled them wide apart to expose her asshole to my gaze. From time to time I would reach under her wafer think top to squeeze her tits and play with her nipples. At this point I felt like taking her from behind first one way and then another, but I knew that was outside of the code of conduct – very much so.

Next, I told Natalie that I would like to watch her piss herself. So I led her blindfolded to the bathroom where she stood in the tub and began to urinate through her panties standing up. After she had relieved herself partway, I reached over and hiked the panties down to her ankles and then asked her to resume pissing. I enjoyed the sight of her standing there and pissing herself, her urine streams hissing out messily and pooling yellow into the tub at her feet.

Then I asked her to leave her pissy panties in the tub and come back out. I went back and resumed my chair while she cleaned her feet before emerging. I asked her to stand in front of me and play with herself. She shut her eyes and proceeded to please herself with her fingers, rubbing her clit and fingering her pussy. Then I stood up, pressed closely against her, and squeezed and pinched her nipples and her tits while she continued to finger fuck herself. It was intensely personal, my leaning against her like that – I breathed down her neck, licked it, tasted her ear lobe, pressed myself against her, my hard-on poking against her butt though my trousers, as she fucked herself; and she was in my arms when she orgasmed, and I could feel her post-orgasmic trembling – as real as real can be.

We had ten minutes or so left. She cleaned up, and then we sat close together on the top of a red-sheeted bunk bed and chatted.
She is very pleasant to talk to, she comes across as well traveled and smart.

I left the session still in a fog of lust since I had not cum … but that was my choice. Enjoy. — N

My mini sabbatical

From my last visit with BrainDamage

For the past week or so I’ve been taking a mini sabbatical up here in Kent, Ohio with BrainDamage, a patron who has become a really good friend.  He lives right next to a lake with a gorgeous view.  Quite peaceful and serene. On one hand, I’ve been taking it really easy and being a bit lazy.  On the other hand, I feel as though I’ve been quite busy and I have no idea where the time has gone!  Interesting what happens when you go from having a completely full schedule to a very loose one.  Even when I am busy, I feel like I am wasting time.  I took this time off though to discover a little bit more about what makes me tick, and I am definitely doing that!

I come home this Sunday, the 28th, but after a few days at home I am immediately going to Alchemy, a local Georgia burn, for some much needed reconnection with friends and some free spirited hippie time 🙂  If you weren’t aware, I am a hippie trapped in a sex workers body.  Nothing gives me more pleasure running around naked in the woods with some of my closest friends.  I will  officially be back after the 5th of Oct. and will be taking appointments again for the rest of Oct. until I go to DommeTrips.

Speaking of  October, I will also be a Guest of Honor this year at DomCon Atlanta, starting on the 9th of Oct.  If you have the chance, definitely come out to show your support!!!!!!  There will be play parties both Friday and Saturday night which I will definitely be attending!  I will update you further as we get closer to the dates 🙂

Adventures in Rope Bondage

I just wrote an entry about my attendance at C.O.P.E. and was going to include the following paragraphs in that entry.  But I found myself expounding so much on these scenes that I thought they needed to be an entry in and of themselves.  Capping off the weekend at C.O.P.E. were two very fulfilling and unexpected rope scenes with BondageNexus and Cannon.  BondageNexus and I had been speaking over email on fetlife, but didn’t really know each other very well.  I had briefly talked about doing a scene with him but it was up in the air as to whether he would have time in his schedule.  As serendipity would have it, I ran into him right as I was arriving and walking to hang up my coat.  He looked at his schedule and just happened to have some time free right at that moment.  Atypical of both of us, we hadn’t had any serious negotiations beforehand and it took us a bit to figure out what would work for both of us.  We himmed and hawed for a bit, but then I told him that I love futomomos and his face lit up and he told me that he had just been practicing using futomomos as torture.  I smiled at him and said “I like torture!”

Those were the two words that sealed the deal–“futomomo” and “torture”.  He put me in the tightest leg tie I have ever experienced and hoisted me up into the air, which in and of itself was quite painful.  I still have marks from it days later, very unusual for rope marks, which should tell you just how tight this tie was.  Then to add to it, he proceeded to hit my bound leg repeatedly, making me cry out from the pain of it.  Suspended upside down, he played with me, taking his knife and running it up and down the length of my body.  Then he proceeded to bite the living shit out of my toes, making me cry out again.  I think the exact words were “Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!”  One of my favorite moments to any sadistic scene are the all of the moments during the scene where I think to myself “Why the hell do I do this again?!” followed by the moment when it ends and I think “Oh no! Is it over already?!”  The scene ended with him biting my nipple so hard that I screamed out at least eight more “Fucks!”  Although a short scene, it was the perfect scene to start my night and I left very happy that we both took a chance to play together having not really gotten a chance to meet before.  As he said, it was definitely kismet.

The next scene I did was with Cannon at the very end of the night, also an unexpected surprise.  At a  new friend’s recommendation, I approached him about doing a scene and he told me that he had room at the very end of the night.  We sat down to talk and I told him about my love of rough body play and control, to which he responded very positively.  We decided to do a floor scene, and he had me go into the main dungeon and wait in the corner for him.  I’m not sure if I’ve mentioned this before but I love corner time, so we were already off to a good start 🙂  He came up behind me, asked if I was ready and, upon my affirmative response, grabbed me by the hair and made me crawl over to a mat on the other side of the room.  This scene is a little bit more of a blur to me since I got into a pretty good level of subspace, but what ensued was a series of punches, kicks, dragging, hair pulling, choking, sadistic whispers in my ear, and rope play.  I’ve never actually had rope combined into a scene with rough body play, and I have to say that it was a delight.  One of the things I love about rough body play is having my body so completely under someone elses control, and the rope added a dynamic aspect to his control.  After being tied up and pushed and pulled about, he ended the scene by slowly removing the rope from my body, then after cleaning off the mat, I laid down under a blanket for some much needed aftercare.   It was a such a pleasure to meet and scene with these experienced Tops in such different ways, I feel so lucky that serendipity was on my side that night!

Unfortunately, there were no cell phones or pictures allowed at C.O.P.E. so I don’t have photos of either scene.