Burning Man Festival F.O

High Stakes at the Lost & Found Department, Femdom Style

Beach to desert to beach to desert. Going back and forth can get quite complicated, just like a trip to the beach.

I hope you didn't forget to apply sun block to your special place mate.

I'm sorry, I meant a trip to the beach can get quite complicate if you're mistress and slave rather than clasic vanilla she and he. Appearances count. After all, we live in the golden age of social media. There's alwayws the risk of someone taking a picture of the two of you and posting it to Fetlife. You can thank Big Tech for that.

Now imagine a world where mistress and slave go to the beach and everybody thinks it's normal for a man to be a slave to the woman he loves. [Yes, hopefully she loves him back.] So many questions when I saw this image for the first time but mostly what happened. Questionmark.

Most people probably assume mistress forgot to lock her property in a chastity device and in order to protect him from harming himself while she had to step out for a moment, she made sure he was safe. I'm not so sure. My guess? This is the result of a lovers' tiff, him being a bit naughty, so she left him there to think about what he did wrong. Or perhaps she decided to trade him in for a better slave and left him on the beach to be collected by the femdom police and hopefully find a new, better domme for him. Who knows? Glad my summer didn't end like this.

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Rainy Femdom Holiday

Yes, it's August, technically summer to. Not that you can tell because of the rain. Now imagine you're camping in the Netherlands and getting bored. What do you do? Go for a walk like any normal mistress and slave would do of course. 

OK, this image is definitely fake. Despite that it hit a button, reminding me of the many rainy summers when I was in secondary school. No, not because I was on a leash, crawling naked through a puddle of mud (underage and so on, yes?) but because of the wet land and dark skies.

And yes, I would've been a deeply happy 16-year old to spend a holiday like that with my Girlfriend and mistress. Long before I was of legal age I knew where my interests lie. Not that it would make a difference in just how kinky I am, after all I was born this way. Also born in this wet country.

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Desert Holiday

"on a desert highway"

["cruel whip in my back"]

Last time I wrote how some guys have all the luck when it comes to holidays. Today not so much. The image tries to convince us the car broke down and he is to blame. Hence her whip. Whatever they are selling us, it's definitely not the benefits of femdom.

Don't know where the image is from, but it feels like an ad. And not a good one because whatever it is trying to sell you, you won't remember. We all know what men will remember most from this image. The car.

Kink on the Beach

Who said romance is dead?

August and summer is [or should be] in full swing here in the Northern hemisphere. In a tiny country called the Netherlands the situation is pretty awful. Instead of raining cats and dogs it's raining monkeys and donkeys. And yes that's made up but would you rather have me saying it's raining pijpestelen [rain like lead pipes]? Thought so.

Let's hope the weather clears up soon and we can head for the beach to have some fun. A while back this image caught my attention. Real, fake, AI? I don't know but it gives off a lovely, sincere vibe. It has a certain kind of intimacy, almost like they are in a special place of their own. Clearly some guys have all the luck when it comes to summer holidays.

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Push-Down on the Beach

A slave can dream

Suggestions for a sunny femdom holiday.

If I cannot spend my summer in madame Catarina's garden of Eden, I want to go to the beach. And look what I found. No clue what or why this is but it feels so natural. If only. For those of us into femdom, we know some options in live are just not available. Not sure what's going on here but it definitely feels like my kind of trip to the beach.

She looks pretty serious about holding him down. He? He is calm, almost detached, if it was me I would be jumping with joy. OK, that kinda misses the point but a little more appreciation might be in order. When her friend arrives, smiling, also with a couple of beers, she places her foot in his face. Just another day in paradise. Just remember folks, your definition of paradise may differ from mine. Who cares, this is such a lovely image. 

The image was originally a gif but that no longer works on Blogger so I broke it down. 

Next time mistress and I take a more romantic trip to the beach.

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Madame Catarina's Secret Garden of Eden

Summer. Finally.

Note: your definition of the Garden of Eden may differ from mine.

Madame Catarina and slave enjoying the lovely weather [image: dominamovies.com]

Ever wondered how the average kinkster spend her or his summer. I have a few ideas. Today's image is courtesy of long time German prodomme - and the ultimate Scary Spice - madame Catarina. And yes there is a definite Southern connection here. I wouldn't be surprised is she is of Latin or Italian descend. Anyway Miss Catarina has scared and fascinated me for many year, a beautiful, cruel woman who loves leather with many years under her whip. We all want to suffer for the privilige of being her slave, few can. Sadly, certainly not Dutch. Some slaves are born pain pigs, the rest of us is not so lucky. Still, dreaming of being her slave, inescapable of what's coming next - and we all know what that is- what slave in his right mind doesn't dream of that. Sadly, the world we live in doesn't turn dreams like that into reality. And for many reasons, but mostly a question of how much pain can you handle. Geography is nothing but the last hill that you have to take before femdom Valhalla welcomes you. That is, if you can stand the heat. Otherwise, run!

Even from a safe distance, it's impossible not to be impressed by the beauty of madame Catarina's powerful personality and her dominant and sadistic drive. Kind of like the personal gravity my life seems a quest for. One might wonder when does her personal gravity become so intense it will crush you beyond the point of return.

Whatever season we live in, sometimes it sucks to be a slave and look up in awe to Her. If only I were stronger. I'm definitely not the first man to have prayed for that.  But what a dream. Being madame Catarina's slave, tied up in her personal secret Garden of Eden for the rest of the summer. If only. 

More summer next time when we head to the beach for a work-out.

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Forest Gym

Mistress Saint Lawrence engaging in some outdoor fun.

Dark dungeons are definitely my thing. So is sunshine. Wrote this a while back on a Sunday with the sun shining. Selling sunset is not. Wondering if your next house is big enough for that dungeon upgrade is so first world misery. I don't even have a dungeon at home. Mostly because I'm single and it's impossible to tie myself up. Even if I could, what's the point? 

Summer's Over

Happy autumn everyone

Now that's what I call a lazy summer.

Think of your Love and mistress. If the imagine in your mind is not full colour, radiant, shiny and sunny, there's something wrong.

Guess the warm days are over. Believe it or not but Dutch owns a bike. Yes an actual one, one with two wheels. Yes two, not 11. And I'm not afraid to use my bicycle. Sunday I went shopping on my bike for winter clothes. Guess what? The internet has reduced old-school brick-and-mortar shops to convenience stores. You only go there when you forgot something and need it now. For everything else there's the internet. Who doesn't buy their cool power tools online these days? [1]

Anyway, I went to buy gloves, after all winter is coming. Later that day I did some gardening. Looking at the last flowers, I was thinking of how the summer of 2022 started. Don't get me wrong, I love how the seasons change but summer remains my favourite. Especially the ones without Covid-19 lock downs. Some of you may find that odd given my love of bondage. How to explain? Safe, sane and consensual perhaps?

Dutch Goes Camping

Futile attempt at escaping the sweltering heat

Me and some friends enjoying the outdoors. [image: bondgmk on eckie.com]

Summertime! Over here in Amsterdam it's a cool 34 Celsius. From Paris to Berlin it's another story. Paris is currently baking in 39 degrees, while Berlin records 35 degrees. On the other side of the pond, "Britain is melting", temperatures for the first time cross the 40 degree threshold. London reports 36 degrees. Surprisingly the Spanish capital of Madrid is just 34 degrees Celsius like Amsterdam, while neighbouring Lisbon records a comfortable 27 degrees just like Warsaw. Meanwhile in Černá, the hometown of the OWK it's 28 Celcius, something they can only dream of in winter. [1]

Who Doesn't Like Ice Cream?

[Don't answer that]

It's gonna be a cruel, cruel summer.

Can I have a smile instead? [image: Sadic Sadie on Twitter.]

Classic scene from the tv show 'Two and a half men'. Despite being warned by his 10-year old nephew, uncle Charlie asks the children of a potential 'love interest' "who loves ice cream?" Trust me, it was funny.

Less funny these days is grocery shopping. Too many choices. Do you want this flavour or that one? And that's just the tomato sauce. Eleven more items to go. Next up is ice cream with infinitely more variations - except for one.

Previously I wrote about the mesmerizing Sadic Sadie and her hypnotizing smile. And how she reminded me of summer. We all know summer equals sun and ice cream. And that chastity all summer long is no fun. But perhaps it's the safer option. In one of her tweets Sadic Sadie is feeding her slave an ice cream of his own making.

"@SadicSadie: He had to save up his own cum for more than a month.. and made a popsicle out of it.. " 

Just remember: happiness doesn't equal her and him smiling at the same time.

Happy it's not me. Some guys have all the luck I guess. Going out for dinner later tonight.  Not sure if she likes ice cream but she likes me. And I like her. Still not ordering ice cream for desert. We men are slaves because we understand. Pain and humiliation equal servitude. We also need to check regularly if we're still serving our purpose. Please take off his blindfold mistress and shower him with your smile. How else can he tell he's doing a good job

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And you were thinking of 'Cruel Summer' as today's song? Not a chance. It's Agnes instead. 'Release me 'cause I'm not able to...' 'I'm not in control.' Much more fitting. Not that he's better of without her. Check the lyrics if you don't get it.

Sadic Sadie & Summer

Contradiction in harmony

A combined love of sadistic women and smiling ladies make for an irresistible match. Add a little sunshine and you have the perfect recipe to kick of the summer of 2022. 

Sadic Sadie: sadist with a smile. (image: Sadic Sadie on Twitter.)

The fastest way to bend me to your will is with a smile. Never met her but mistress Sadic Sadie has one so bright it burns a hole in your soul. Unintended [I assume]. Sadly for me the Dutch pro-domme living in Belgium prefers to 'work' with [on?] experienced masochists, which Dutch is not.

I'm experienced in many areas: DIY, Doctor Who and does blogging count? But when it comes to pain to impress mistress I've still got much to learn. The warning signs are splattered like blood drops [she loves needles] all over her website. Mistress also has a way with words. From her landing page:

"Sadic Sadie is welcoming you in her home to humiliate you and do your harm like no other"

Yellow Summer

You say summer, Dutch says Lady Rochester [wearing a yellow latex dress]

Remember Uma Thurman in Kill Bill? Despite all the blood and gore I remember it as a sunny movie. Yes, really. Why? Because of the colour yellow that's everywhere. Not that I liked the movie but that's something else entirely.

Despite my love of women in black leather and latex - hello leather-clad goddesses of Phobos - I also enjoy more vibrant colours, especially this time of year. Of course yellow is the best but try and find a woman wearing yellow leather or latex. Luckily I saw this imagine of lady Rochester [1] in a lovely, sunny yellow latex dress. I almost missed it because of her intoxicating smile. Guess [women's] clothes are not that important. Happy summer everybody.

PS today no Ukraine-related image, lady Rochester in her dungeon speaks for itself. Unless she's an Ikea ambassador that is of course. More on that later.

Coralie Clément - L'ombre et la lumière. Because it's summer. Click to listen.

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[1] Adding the address of lady Rochester's website I noted the landing page has another image of her wearing yellow. Lovely.

You wouldn't want to get Marmite on your Furry Handcuffs

It is that time of year again. Today is the first of August and most of the Western world is officially on holiday. Going abroad brings its own problems. For some British that means surviving a fortnight or more without Marmite, a typical British product, little seen outside the country.

Musical Funishment

A while ago Femdom Resource asked for songs about submissive men and I couldn't come up with a decent answer. From the top of my head I can list several tracks, but impressive? No. Of course there is The Pretenders with Bad Boys Get Spanked, but that is so 1981. Shame on me. So I decided I had to do penance and selected some Summer tracks. Hardest thing ever. But don't worry no grapes or bottles of Prosecco were hurt in the process.

Songs about submissive men (Source:Humon)

The Tumblr post above by Humon is what started it. I prefer my own selection even if it is not submissive men singing. Trust me you don't want to hear me sing.