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The art of domination - 2010/03/13 11:58 There is no other art form quite like domination. I have always been a true artist in my chamber. My canvas plays a vital part in creating my works of art. He stands naked before me, his head bowed and shoulders hunched forwards with hands behind his back. So pale, so submissive, so inspiring for me. I fasten a wide studded collar around his neck & wide leather cuffs around his wrists connected with a heavy chain and push him onto his knees before me. I tap his buttocks swiftly in repetition several times and command the service of his tongue upon my leather thigh boots. He moans in ecstasy at this given task and I remind him that all he does is for my pleasure alone. My boots are gleaming from toe to thigh with his saliva but I am not entirely satisfied. I command him to lie on his back outstretched while I sit upon my throne and insert each steel tipped pencil slim heel into his wide open mouth. When he is sucking upon my heels I remind him that he belongs to me and must do everything I say. I tower above him as he lies beneath me looking so helpless. Wicked thoughts rush through my mind as I decide what fate is in store for him.

I grasp the chain connecting his wrists and pull him onto his feet then gag him with my panties and strong tape. His eyes are now wide and pleading, but all I do is smile as the sadistic light illuminates my own cool blue eyes. I never use safe words but will show mercy when I alone am truly satisfied. He is now secured by the wrists and ankles with legs wide apart to chains of the suspension frame and in full view of two-way mirrors, facing away from me. I survey my new clean scar free canvas with such inspiration and take a step backwards to select a cruel multi tailed Martinette whip. Grasping the wooden handle in my leather gloved right hand and my left hand on my waist, I begin to sway my hips and raise my arm sabove my head to take aim for the first 20 strokes. Oh what bliss as my canvas becomes a unique work of art. Blistering scarlet stripes cover his entire back from the neck down to just behind his knees. He is obviously not enjoying this as much as I am! I allow him time to recover his futile attempts to escape my sadistic cruelty and then turn him round to face me for a further hundred upon his upper chest with the scorpion tailed whip. The finishing touch is a pair of cruel steel nipple clamps and chastity device. I survey my latest masterpiece and whisper softly into his ear as tears run down both cheeks. I finally stroke his entire body with my leather gloved hands and leave him hanging there to recover while I flex my Dragon Cane….!

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Re:The art of domination - 2010/03/15 16:41 Wonderful Dominatrix,

As ever you come to the heart of matters whilst also initiating new ideas and concepts. You are so right - domination is an art. Furthermore it is an art-form that should be celebrated more widely. Needless to say you are a truly great mistress - in my humble view, you are the greatest. You communicate so well the stunning beauty of BDSM.

I have been exclusively yours for almost 6 years and through you I've moved onto a new level of understanding of what we both embrace and I have for some type felt that my role is to be a canvas - stretched and framed, held steady and passive awaiting your strokes to bring forth beauty.

And not just a canvas, but clay for you to mould or marble for you to remove the outer layer to define the form within. Or a form, a muse to be draped in rubber, corseted in leather, covered in silk.

Like all art, little is truly achieved without suffering - and in truth the suffering is passion - but the first time you showed me my red striped ass after you'd caned me I saw the aesthetic and felt the warmth of their beauty. And I then knew how your pain would change me, how I would crave it, for it made me malleable to your touch, truly responsive to the changes you desire and pleasing to your eye and touch

BDSM is such a visual encounter; we've discussed some of the greats of erotic art - from the distant beauty Bernard Montorgueil's sadistic women, the stark clarity of Michael Manning and the simple reality of Angora - but with you, under you I feel as if I'm living in a masterpiece.

To be your muse is all I truly desire - in your chosen field you show true brilliance. I am here for you to use to - paint me, mould me, dress me, bend me, turn me, change me - so I may reflect your brilliance.

You are a truly great artist.

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Re:The art of domination - 2010/03/16 12:03 I cannot comprehend those who dress up in leather, rubber and PVC, posing for photographs with a scowl upon their faces and then use whips and canes with absolutely no feeling whatsoever. When I am preparing for my sessions I am always seeking new creative inspiration whether in the way I dress and mould my voluptuous figure in corsetry or in selecting the highest and sharpest heels to enhance my natural dominance.

I firmly believe that there is no other materpiece to be created in the same intense and beautifully cruel way as time with my chosen slave to mould to paint to create my own work of art with blood sweat and tears.

Madame Margi
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