tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156230222012-01-22T13:00:13.696+01:00¤ ° . + ° * . ¨ ¤ * la vie rêvée ¤ ° . + ° * . ¨ ¤ * ¨princesse.xhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15774116446955809656noreply@blogger.comBlogger2881100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15623022.post-3565866471440714212011-11-11T23:11:00.007+01:002011-12-18T11:50:26.109+01:00

There are years like that, and 2011 was one of them, where I didn't know whether I was making things difficult, or whether things simply were difficult. Probably a mixture of the two.2011 started out with a handicap : with my right foot injured, I hobbled into the New Year. Later in August, I sprained my Achille's tendon on the same right foot... a year of moving forward slowly, with

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Le lien, chose alchimique, magique, qui résonne, qui révèle...chose rare et précieuse, élixir. À goûter. Le temps, humain. Le temps à partager, le temps en parenthèse, le temps enflamme, comme une histoire d'amour, la fin. L'énergie de l'âme. L'énergie physique dans la manifestation des gestes, le bras qui lance le fouet, le corps qui absorbe, qui transcende. Le tout, un comble D/s, résonance

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© Tous Droits Reservés, Les Goûters du Divin Marquis Ô plaisir immense de Te retrouver après presque un mois de parenthèse. De Te voir plus belle et radieuse que jamais, Ta taille de guêpe exagérée par Ton corset. Et de porter la tenue que Tu m'as proposée : mon corset rouge avec ma jupe en latex, des bas résilles et ... mon masque en latex de Chat Pute avec son rouge à lèvres ultra-Rouge. Tes

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Today i have come as your Chat Pute, in my latex Cat mask.Your fingers quickly loosen the strings of my corset. Off goes the nuisette.You point at the end of the canapé, and i take my position, kneeling on the seat, legs spread open, back arched. Your hands place clamps on my tits. This time You've connected two sets of clamps together so that the chain can come back on the nape of my neck.i lean

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Aujourd'hui je suis venue en tant que Ta Chat Pute, dans mon Cat-masque en latex. Tes doigts délient rapidement les fils de mon corset. j'ôte la nuisette. Tu m'indiques la canapé, et je prends ma position, à genoux sur le siège, jambes écartées, le dos cambrée. Tes mains placent des pinces sur mes seins. Cette fois-ci, Tu as attaché deux paires de pinces ensemble afin que la chaîne puisse revenir

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You turn to me, as i still stand naked before You, saying "Now we're going to do something we've never tried before - the knife".You hold the curved knife still in its sheath between Your hands. i take a quick look, and ask where i should take position. On the bench, lying on my towel over the top. i trust You entirely, now that i've experienced the needles by Your hand, i feel totally open to

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Tu tournes vers moi, encore nue devant Toi, en me disant: «Maintenant, nous allons faire quelque chose que nous n'avons jamais essayé encore : le couteau».Tu tiens entre Tes mains le couteau incurvé encore dans son fourreau. j'y jetés un coup d'œil rapide, et je Te demandes où je devrais prendre position. Sur le banc, allongée sur ma serviette. Je te fais entièrement confiance depuis que j'ai

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Upstairs before the mirror i took my place, arms crossed over my breasts, fingers closed for protection, eyes closed head lowered.You begin almost tenderly, over my back & sides, then increasing in intensity.Your Snake strikes the tip of my head, another strike over my ear, protected by my hair that buffers the blow. You dominate me this way, my head lowers further until, perhaps, You're pleased

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À l'étage devant le miroir, j'ai pris ma place, les bras croisés sur ma poitrine, les doigts fermés pour les protéger, les yeux fermés, la tête baissée. Tu commences presque tendrement, sur mon dos et mes côtés, puis en augmentant l'intensité. Ton Serpent frappe le dessus de ma tête, une autre frappe mon oreille, protégé par mes cheveux qui tamponne le coup. Tu me domines de cette manière, ma

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After the first demonstration by Jérôme, we join the beginners group downstairs. Your fingers hold the rope, for the first time wrapping it around my wrists. We're at Shibari School 2, and i'm aware that our relationship is so much closer than the first Shibari School in March when we were taking our first steps towards reconstruction. i watch as You handle the rope, not quite sure yet. The

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© Tous Droits Reservés, Les Goûters du Divin MarquisÉparpillée, je me sens éparpillée depuis l'éclipse et d'autres tensions, ne pas dormir, des maux de tête: je me sentais décentré, trop de pensées tournent dans de ma tête. Comment pourrais-je tout faire? Prends une grande respiration et me détendre ... j'étais dans cet état lorsque je suis venue pour m'asseoir devant Toi, ma belle D. Nous

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© Tous Droits Reservés, Les Goûters du Divin MarquisScattered, feeling scattered since the eclipse and other tensions, not sleeping, headaches : i felt uncentered, too many thoughts spinning around in my head. How could i get everything done ? Take a deep breath & relax...i was in this state when i came to sit before You, my belle D. We talk, and things begin to settle inside me. i wait, You're

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Dreamy redYour hands in vampire gloves moving up my back like pieces of glass ripping my skin. At first with more pressure, then moving your hands more lightly. i know that this sensation accumulates, the spikes in the gloves stimulating the skin.You're standing behind me as i sit on the stool, You adjust my position, arching my back forward, breasts placed higher, head lowered. You ask me how it

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A year ago, I wrote in Evolution n° 9 :" This new sensation of calm after my sessions with Charlotte has lead me to a new understanding (finally !)Could it be that I finally separate my BDSM from my love life, as it was suggested in the beginning ?Or will I still desire a certain "ideal" of a couple...Time out now to enjoy this new simplicity of being, to be calm, my masochism thus expressed.I

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L'année dernière, j'ai écrit dans Évolution n° 9 :" Cette nouvelle sensation de calme après mes séances avec Charlotte m'a emmené à une nouvelle compréhension (enfin!). Pourrais-je finalement séparer mon BDSM de ma vie l'amoureuse, comme il m'a été suggéré au début? Ou vais-je encore désirer suivre un certain «idéal» d'un couple...Petite pause maintenant pour profiter de cette nouvelle simplicité

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À Ta demande, je me déshabille, sauf les bas et mes talons, et je prends la position assise sur le tabouret pour T'offrir mon dos, la tête incliné, les yeux fermés.Tu me chauffes le dos avec Ton martinet, très fort sur la nuque et les épaules. Comme un animale, je me sens domptée, je suis à ma place.Tu m'ordonnes de prendre ma place debout sur le tapis, et Ton fouet se lance sur moi sans

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At Your request, i undress, except for my stockings and my heels, and i take my position sitting on the stool to offer You my back, my head tilted, my eyes closed. You heat my back with Your martinet, very hard on the neck and shoulders. Like an animal, i feel tamed, i'm in my place. You tell me to take my place standing on the carpet, and Your whip strikes without hesitation, assertive. Very

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© Tous droits résérvés, Les Goûters du Divin MarquisAssise nue, les jambes écartés, la tête renversée, les yeux fermés, mes seins léchés par Tes lanières en latex. Le Serpent se jette ensuite, pour la première fois sur mes seins. Un ou deux baisers en piqûres d'abeille, des baisers fougueux qui gonflent mes lèvres. Tu tournes ma tête en bas, Ton latex frappe mes épaules, ma nuque, fort. Cela

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Sitting naked, legs spread open, head thrown back, eyes closed, my tits licked by Your latex tips. The Snake strikes next, the first time on my breasts. One or two bee-sting kisses, fiery kisses that swell my lips. You turn my head downwards, Your latex strikes my shoulders, the nape of my neck, hard. This always brings a sense of Your dominance, and an emotion swells up, feelings of gratitude &

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In a futuristic BDSM dream taking the shape of an interactive book, and a reality game at the same time.i had read the beginning of the book, i was "in" the book, and had skipped to the end.In a mirror, i saw i was naked. On the underside curve of my right breast were 3-4 lines tattooed in small black print : a number, a date, and a few other details that i couldn't decipher.i knew, from reading

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Dans un rêve futuriste BDSM prenant la forme d'un livre interactif, et un jeu de réalité en même temps. j'avais lu le début du livre, j'étais "dans" le livre, et j'avais sauté les pages pour lire la fin.Dans un miroir, j'ai vu que j'étais nue. Sur la galbe inférieure de mon sein droit il y avait un tatouage de 3-4 lignes écrits en petite caps en encre noir : un numéro, une date, et quelques

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© Miss Charlotte, tous droits réservésQuelle merveilleuse anniversaire que j'ai passé auprès de Toi, ma belle D! Tu l'avais décidé plusieurs semaines auparavant, et j'étais heureuse que tu venais de nouveau à mon appartement.Après un déjeuner simple et de la conversation, j'ai déplacé la table, à Ta demande, et j'ai mise en place le tapis et le drap en vinyle par terre, tandis que Tu mettais Tes

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© Miss Charlotte, tous droits réservésWhat a wonderful birthday i spent with You, my belle D !You had decided this several weeks before, and i was happy that You were coming to my flat once again.After a simple lunch & conversation, i moved the table back, as You asked me to do, setting up the mat and vinyl sheet on the floor, as You placed your instruments on the table.i undressed, standing

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Badine, badine qui donne toute à fait une autre sensation, plus sourde, entrant plus dans la chair, comme pour l'attendrir, la radiation de la douleur longue, et plus près de mon corps.La badine est longue, comme une extension de Ton bras, et je regarde Tes pieds, ma tête penchée en avant sur la chaise, mes jambes écartées.La texture change, ce sont des lanières en latex, plus aiguë. Ça chauffe,

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j'enlève mon corset, ma nuisette, comme Tu me demandes de faire, et je m'assoies sur le tabouret, les jambes écartés, les mains sur mes genoux, la tête basée, les yeux fermés. Le coup sur mon épaule de Ton martinet en latex me porte à l'attention, me possède. Ton intention est forte, les coups précis, parfois plus doux lorsque Tu me fouettes le dos, et la chaleur monte. Tu me dis de me mettre

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i take off my corset, my nuisette, as You ask me to do, and sit on the stool, my legs spread open, my hands on my knees, my head bowed, eyes closed.The blow of Your latex martinet on my shoulder brings me to attention, possessing me. Your intention is strong, the blows precise, sometimes softer as You whip my back, the heat rising.You tell me to rise, placing a clothespin on each tit, and i

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En réponse du texte de ma belle Domina * Des erreurs, oui des erreurs ont été commises ... mais rien n'excuse mon attitude, ce soir-là, ni encore pire la semaine suivante quand Tu m'as demandé d'en parler et j'ai refusé. Mon ombre, ce défaut de caractère qui ne m'a jamais fait du bien, c'est mon véritable côté Obscur.  Comme un déséquilibre chimique dans mon cerveau, je le sens m'envahir comme

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In response to the text of my beautiful Domina  * Errors, yes, mistakes were made ... but there is no excuse for my attitude, that night, or even worse the next week when You asked me to talk about it and i refused. My shadow, this character flaw that has never done me any good, it's my true dark side. Like a chemical imbalance in my brain, it feels like a poisonous virus invading me, and i

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© Maëlle DelaplaceKissing Her feetAlways after a session i fall to my hands & knees to kiss Her feet in gratitude. It's more than that... a moment in which i express love to my beautiful Domina. As i wrap my arms around Her high-heels, tenderness enwraps Her feet, and i place long kisses on Her feet, Her toes, Her ankles. As i feel Her standing above me, Her long legs to the sky, i have a sense

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© Maëlle Delaplaceje me tiens face à Toi au milieu de la pièce, j'ai mis le masque sur mes yeux comme Tu me l'a demandé. Mes mains jointes au creux de mes reins, je me tiens à l'attention tandis que Tu places les fils à mes tétons.Tenant la boîte dans Tes mains, Tu m'envoies les impulsions électriques. je suis dans Tes mains, Ton contrôle est absolu. L'intensité augmente à mesure que Tu tournes

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© Maëlle DelaplaceAs i stand facing You in the middle of the room, i put the mask over my eyes as You request. My hands clasped at the small of my back, i stand at attention as You clamp the wires to my tits. Holding the box in Your hands, You send the electrical impulses to me. i'm in Your hands, Your total control. The intensity increases as You turn the dial, slowly increasing to test my limit

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© Tous droits réservés by Les Goûters du Divin MarquisTu T'es levée pour chercher un de Tes instruments, et Tu reviens avec le martinet en lanières de latex. Sans dire un mot, Tu écartes mes jambes et Tu places mes mains ouverts sur mes genoux. Tu me positionne le dos, en me disant de me pencher la tête en avant, les yeux fermés. Je reconnais dans Tes gestes le début d'un plus stricte discipline

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© Tous droits réservés by Les Goûters du Divin MarquisYou rose to get one of Your instruments, returning with the martinet with latex straps. Without saying a word, You spread my legs, placing my hands open on each knee. You position my back, telling me to lower my head and shut my eyes. In Your gestures, I recognize the beginning of a stricter discipline with positions. I only need to obey You

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© Tous droits réservés by Les Goûters du Divin Marquis

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An electrical box in the back room.Choupinette was screaming bloody murder as the electricity went thru his tits. He couldn't take it anymore, so Choupinou untied him, and he leant back, visibly spent.A glint came into Miss Charlotte's eyes as she saw the box, and then the clamps went on my tits. She took command from Choupinou & gently turned the dial.Tiny pricks becoming pulsations as she

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Miss Charlotte sensuously whipped a young black girl who wanted to try — her Dom had asked Charlotte.I stood watching upstairs, admiring Charlotte."À toi," she said to me when she'd finished. I undressed, grateful & surprised.Since she'd warmed up, her whip went right to it.A joy to connect with her again, to feel her emotion as the snake wound around me. She let herself go. Did I feel some

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Quand je suis arrivée, je me sentais centrée et sereine, avec uniquement de l'amour dans mon cœur.J'avais peur de voir de la colère ou de la haine dans ses yeux, mais la douceur était là quand elle a traversé la porte.Une tendre étreinte, puis nous avons chacune bougé séparément. De l'espace.Beaucoup plus tard, je suis allée parler avec elle lorsqu'elle était au bar. Nous sommes allés à l'étage

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As I arrived, I felt centered and serene, with only love in my heart.I had been afraid to see anger or hatred in her eyes, but sweetness was there when she came in the door.A tender embrace, then we each circulated separately. Allowing space.Much later, I went to speak with her as she stood at the bar. We went upstairs to find a corner to have a private talk.Openness of heart, beyond what I had

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Stripped to the bone, standing alone, cold moment of lucidity.Impossible to use the name she had given me for the time being, perhaps never again.More naked than ever, who was I then ?To envisage a new pseudo, a new identity seemed artificial.I had claimed that Princesse X was in ashes, and I had felt lighter leaving behind me some of her heavier aspects.Now, she seemed like a warm fur coat to

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We were running with fire, until it became wild, breathless as the oxygen consumed, torched and singed.(A wondrous thing that didn't cease to amaze me, atypical.)***Nous courions avec le feu, jusqu'à ce qu'il est devenu sauvage, haletantes lorsque l'oxygène consommait, flambait et brûlait.(Une chose merveilleuse, qui n'a pas cessée de m'éblouir, atypique.)

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Soumise ou pas soumise ?C'est à qui de décider si on est soumise ou pas ? Qui décide quelle est "ma" place ?"Soumise" en tant que mot c'est une convention D/s facile, mais c'est un mot que je ne trouve pas exacte. Si j'avais à me définir, les idées d'appartenance, de possession, d'être un pet, un oeuvre d'art, sont plus proches à ma conception que "soumise".Trop indépendante pour être soumise,

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L'illusion et la folie de l'ephemere.Feeling like a fool.Cassure, fissure. Une raie dans la confiance.It will take some time to get over this bad feeling.Je tombe d'en haut, je vois que ce que je pensais que nous construisons à deux, cette diamant, cette relation, n'est apparemment pas le cas, c'est autre. Elle est en train de construire autre chose en parallèle sans me le présenter d'une manière

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Radiance sutra 89You are stunned, powerless.You thought you knewWhat was going on.Now you realize you don't have a clue.You are stopped in your tracks.Everything within your skin is shaking.Enter this shaking.Right here, in the midst of commotion - get curious and look around inside with wonder.Unmind your mind.All the walls have fallen down.Go ahead and dissolve.The One Who Has Always Been ,Who

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Radiance Sutra 89Vous êtes abasourdi, impuissant.Vous pensais que vous saviezce qui se passait.Maintenant vous vous rendez compte que vous n'avez pas la moindre idée.Vous vous êtes arrêté net.Tout tremble à l'intérieur de votre peau.Entrez dans cette frisson.Ici, au milieu cette agitation - soyez curieux et regardez à l'intérieur avec émerveillement.De-sprit votre esprit.Tous les murs sont

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Saisir la vie avec les deux mains. La vie conduisant à la mort, la vie conduisant à plus de vie !Appréhension. Le métal froid, pointu. Tu me dis de surmonter mes peurs, que cette séance (rituel ?) sera une partie régulière de ta domination, de ton plaisir sadique.Discipline, je contrôle mon souffle.Une cuirasse, je suis une oeuvre d'art. La couleur orange. Un dessin énergétique dans mon

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Seizing life with both hands. Life leading to death, life leading to more life !Apprehension. Cold pointed metal. You tell me to overcome my fears, as this session (ritual?) will be a regular part of your dominance, your sadistic pleasure.Discipline, as I control my breath.A breastplate, I am a work of art.The color orange. An energy drawing in my mind, the needles radiating, spiraling out.

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Après les aiguilles vient le fouet avec ses zébrures familiers. La sensualité de sa morsure, le son de son grésillement dans l'air quand il passe à côté, ou le tapotement de son contrecoup sur les meubles. Ta rythme, ta frénésie à certains instants, tissent une texture sulfureuse. Cette fois-ci, je me rends compte que je porte ton collier. Je suis à toi sur cette voie. Une fragilité

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After the needles comes the whip with its familiar lacerations. The sensuality of its bite, the sound its sizzle in the air when it misses, or the tap of its backlash on the furniture. Your pace, your frenzy at times, building the fiery texture. This time, I'm aware that I'm wearing your collar. I am yours on this path. Feeling a fragility, a vulnerability releasing towards a new opening.

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Je suis complètement phobique avec les aiguilles — je le suis depuis toujours. Les voir, ou même d'y penser me fait mal au cœur, une faiblesse aux genoux. Au cinéma, chaque fois qu'il y a une aiguille, en particulier sur un gros plan de l'aiguille qui perce la peau en recherche d'une veine, je me couvre les yeux, je ne peux pas regarder. Toi, tu es fascinée par le médicale avec ses

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I'm positively phobic about needles - always have been. To see one, or even to think about it makes me queasy, weak in the knees. At movies, whenever there's a needle, especially a close-up of the needle piercing the skin into a vein, I cover me eyes, I can't look. You're fascinated with medical instruments : needles, scalpels etc. You ask me to overcome my fears, to overcome my phobia,

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Étonnée, épatée, éblouie, épanouie. Épurée, érotisée.  L'extase jublilitoire. *** Surprising, stunning, scintillating, so blooming. Streamlined, sensualized. Jubilant ecstasy.

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I don't remember the exact time I first saw Miss Charlotte — simply, she was there. I could see by the consideration around her that she had been "adopted" into the group. I must have been in Zurich when she first came to the Goûters, as I was in a D/s relationship with a Swiss Dom at the time. The second time I remember was a year ago. She sat on a stool next to me & I saw the Serpent in

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 Le 29 octobre aux Goûters: Miss Charlotte était debout près du bar quand je suis arrivée, faisant mon chemin à travers la foule, saluant mes amis en passant. J'ai vu son sourire lumineux dans la pénombre, et rapidement je suis allée à côté d'elle.Tandis que nous échangions quelques mots, tout à coup elle a prononcé ces mots: nous devions me prendre un collier et une bague d'O. Gloups !

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October 29 aux Goûters: Miss Charlotte was standing by the bar as I arrived, making my way thru the crowd, greeting my friends as I passed. I saw her luminous smile in the shadows, and quickly went to her side. As we chatted, suddenly she spoke these words : that we were to get a collar and a bague d'Ô. Gulp ! The impact and meaning of these simple words caused me to swallow the piece of

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Ce nom, et la musique qui l'accompagne, je l'adore. Je l'écoute et ça me mets dans une rêverie sensuelle et enivrante, une passion impatiente, dans laquelle la lenteur d'une goutte de sueur prend tout son ampleur. Je pense à Elle, sa Serpent à la main, ces traces qui suivent cette musique, qu'elle partage avec moi. Je suis sa Lady Labyrinth, le nom qu'elle a choisi pour moi. ***

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Shedding the skin of Princesse X like a snake... for the snake. Abandoning the ideal of a BDSM couple, separating my submission from my potential love life. This vintage dog-collar that I wore as an accessory, a symbol of desire, belonging to no one but myself, this collar with its strass is now put away in the closet. My nicknames Princesse Blingbling et Spy Princess are now encapsulated in a

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Princesse.x came to life in October 2003, on love@lycos.fr, in search of a big dick. Her blog began in August 2005, on the edge of her relationship with Monsieur Os, the first beginnings of submission with a married man. Despite their almost daily erotic correspondence, the voice on the blog remained hushed, only hinting. Fantasies mixed with real events, scrambling my desires, hidden. Slowly

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Halloween 2010 © RicArt- C&C Seeking exaltation Three years later, change has come.Observing, experimenting, waiting, listening, crying, laughing... so many passages, so much emotion !A sudden crystallization with Miss Charlotte, the true beginning of my soul's possession, my heart's submission. Three years of true friendship with El Commandant Felipe. No longer feeling regret, only the joy of

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Espira - All Things Move Towards Their End - 122 cm x 153 cm. Acrylique sur toile, 2010 

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  La Morsure - JmBg (koenigsbier mix) by AndroPure Cadavre exquis - jmBg system - J'aime la morsure by Betty Gini on Sunday, October 10, 2010 at 1:40pmJ'aime la morsure douce et amère, une orange en somme…Et ça m'assomme toutes ces CRS qui escortent les cigarettes dentelées à la façon des demoiselles honorables des nobles tables.Les fourches assassines et rougeoyantes.Mais si loin que

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Her first strike possesses me completely, Miss Charlotte is back ! Or should I say more correctly that I'm back from vacation. The power, the pleasure of her Snake biting my flesh, and the joy to feel her presence again. She is magnificent as she moves — the few visions I've seen in photos show that she dances like Shiva as her hand extends into the whip. All the sensations of radiance as the

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Words escape me when I think of that night when Miss Charlotte came to my flat before I left on vacation. To listen to Ludovico Einaudi as she whipped me, clamps with weights on my tits hanging heavy, the light sound of the whip on the glass when it missed its mark, the pleasure of this voyage as always so delicious. To offer myself to her impulses : the flame of the candle, the flow of the wax

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I have always loved to read — books have always been part of my life. As a young child, I devoured them. At seven years old, I grasped for the bigger books, with grand paginations : the Wizard of Oz, bound in vintage style, with illustrations... I read it through, even if I didn't quite understand everything but the desire & the discovery were there. Later I devoured biographies, a series of

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J'ai toujours aimé lire, les livres ont toujours fait partie de ma vie. Jeune enfant, je les ai dévoré. A sept ans, j'ai tenté des livres plus volumineux, avec des paginations conséquentes : le Magicien d'Oz, relié dans le style vintage, avec des illustrations ... Je l'ai lu, même si je n'avais pas tout compris , mais le désir et la découverte étaient là. J'ai dévoré les biographies plus tard,

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© Trevor Brown Self-censorship is something I often think about while writing my blog. Over a year ago, I especially had this in mind as I wrote a first draft of the following text (The day my mother fell off of her pedestal).I have at least two other subjects that fall into the same category, and that I intend to write & finally publish in my blog. Why self-censorship ? Partly because they're

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I thought that I would be tethered to a tree, a heavy bell around my neck, like a cow grazing on a Swiss hillside on a lazy summer day, blue skies filled with cottonball clouds. If I think of him, I see his golden skin, as he presses his body behind me, as I lie on my side, attached naked on the bed. Perhaps it would have been better if it had just been casual, if he had just said we'd see

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Standing for the second time on the edge of the carpet, feeling exposed. I watch as Miss Charlotte removes her shoes. The slight touch of her hand on my arms as she passes, " les bras croisés" she whispers, and I take my position. I shut my eyes and try to hear the music of Ludvico Einaudi as the strikes begin, but the Motown rhythm is too strong, so I give up. I concentrate, blocking out the

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Ce nom, et la musique qui l'accompagne, je l'adore. Je l'écoute et ça me mets dans une rêverie sensuelle et enivrante, une passion impatiente, dans laquelle la lenteur d'une goutte de sueur prend tout son ampleur. Je pense à Elle, sa Serpent à la main, ces traces qui suivent cette musique, qu'elle partage avec moi. Je suis sa Lady Labyrinth, le nom qu'elle a choisi pour moi. *** This name,

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Her finesse, the subtlety of the tension, so very delicious. Sitting quietly before my beautiful Miss Charlotte, watching her play with clamps. She places the clamps on my tits & holds the chain in her hands. "What do you feel ?" she asks "It's a very erogenous zone for me. It burns and radiates with pleasure," I reply. I sit as she pulls, until a clamp comes off. We continue, changing

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His presence is everywhere & his presence is missed. As for me, I rejoice in the fact that he's living out his quest, planned for many years. And he will soon return. My lovely Miss Charlotte is missing her Mentor as we speak. And later she decides that our session will take place right there in the salon, just as he would. I take my place on that spot on the rug, just as I would for El

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 Tous droits reservés par les Goûters du Divin Marquis During the dark weeks of uncertainty with M, when I still was only allowed one seance per Goûter, these sessions with Miss Charlotte slowly began. I should say the very first one on February 12. S. had spanked me first & we had choreographed it so that Charlotte would then whip me, stretching a little the limit of "one time". I really

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 Tous droits reservés par les Goûters du Divin Marquis Au cours des semaines sombres d'incertitude avec M, quand j'avais encore le droit de jouer une seule fois par Goûter, les séances avec Miss Charlotte ont commencé tout doucement. La première fois, je dirai le 12 Février. S. m'avait donné une fessé d'abord et nous l'avions chorégraphié pour que Charlotte me fouette par la suite, tirant un peu

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She dares to let go of restraint. Pure pleasure & pure pain. In this understanding between us, spoken and written, I take my place before the cross. And the first strike takes possession at the nape of my neck, between my shoulders. Instantly, my whole body is alert. Subtile et resolved, she dares to strike more strongly & I delight as the pace intensifies. My body is listening, awaiting

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After the sauna, we made dinner at home. After we ate, M told me go rest or read in the bedroom while he relaxed in the living room. I turned off the light & fell into a profound sleep, like a child after a long day of play. I had meant only to nap for 20 minutes, but 3 hrs later my consciousness struggled to the surface from deep inside a drug-like sleep. I rose like a zombie to go pee &

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{ For M. }

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Finito. *** "Le cœur ne peut pas grandir,"  il a dit, et je savais qu'il ne pouvait pas m'aimer. "La distance est devenue un obstacle, comme une montagne dont le sommet ne peut pas être atteint." J'ai entendu dire que les montagnes peuvent être déplacé avec la bonne motivation, donc je suppose que l'effort était trop. Et ainsi, c'était fini. Elle a explosé comme un choc par téléphone, même

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Her first mark strikes with intention on my left shoulder, drawing me to attention. This time, with no hesitation, she strikes. I'm alert & receptive as the pace quickens, attuning to her emotion. I'm feeling her orchestration, fiery kisses like notes on my back & shoulders, impressionistic patterns. Feeling the bite of the whip ignite & diffuse, touching places she hasn't yet explored, lower on

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  http://cuisinefacile.org/gateau-d-anniversaire-princesse.html Je me découvre en fiche cuisine, suite à mon post Birthday Bondage. Je demande juste à la personne de rajouter mon copyright sous l'extrait de mon texte.Mille mercis.

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© Jean Fabien 2010 (Tous droits réservés) I'm so lucky to celebrate my birthday for the third time aux Goûters. El Commandant accepted my request for a bondage by Nawa-san. When she was ready, we began my second suspension, this time évolutif.I loved feeling the double loops of ropes encircle my chest & shoulders, almost like a lasso. I loved feeling its tightness, bound feet, arms, thighs...The

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I had been spread-eagled on a rack, immobilized. Blindfolded in my latex mask, my feet & wrists bound in leather cuffs attached to the restraints, pulled outwards.M admired his work, appreciating my body thus offered, telling me I was beautiful, magnificent. My pussy was the starlet, lit by the spotlight.Clamps on my tits, he begins to stimulate & probe my pussy, using the Pure wand, bringing me

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J'avais été écartelée sur un chevalet, immobilisée. Mes yeux bandés et dans ma cagoule en latex, mes pieds et poings liés par des menottes en cuir à les contraintes, tirée vers l'extérieur. M admire son travail, il apprécie mon corps ainsi offert, en me disant que j'étais belle, magnifique. Ma chatte était la starlette, éclairée par le feu des projecteurs. Les pinces sur mes seins, il commence à

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Cäsars Club-Sauna had several specialized rooms.M. led me into one that had a cage built into the corner, that could be locked from the inside so that the spectators would be restrained.I bent over, leaning into a plank that served as a raised seat, as M. spanked me & jiggled the plug. He then invited a man to join us, for a fellation.Tall, muscular, & handsome, he sat before me on the plank,

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Cäsars Club-Sauna avait plusieurs salles spécialisées. M. m'emmenait dans celle qui avait une cage dans un coin, qui pourrait être verrouillée de l'intérieur afin que les spectateurs soient retenus. Je me penchais en m'appuyant sur une planche surélevée qui servait de siège, alors que M. me fessait en remuant  le plug. Il a ensuite invité un homme à nous rejoindre, pour une fellation. Grand,

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El Commandant felt my sadness, my unrest, and brought out the whip. Fiery kisses in my hair, shoulders, so soft. I delect each stroke, (still regretting my past failure). Aquatic visions of a stingray as the whip reaches under my thighs, electrifying me as it jets up to my tits, or as it stings across my ass leaving a bruise like a kiss or like a flower. Like tentacles as it wraps over my

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A different technique, the double martinet, the double whip, that excites me. I love to feel the wind, the intensity of the strokes like shiatsu. But this time I reach a limit, as the force is maximal. At times, I felt as if I was in carwash ! With all of his force, he landed both martinets on my lower back  & buttocks. I felt as if I had been cut in half, but I didn't buckle. It's too late to

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He seizes me, potently animal. He rode me like a mare, very sexual, very quick & intense. R. whipped me. As the excitement increased, he stimulated my clit with his fingers, reaching under my thighs with his hand, standing behind me. Crescendo, he whipped me hard & fast over my left hip, while he continued to stimulate me w/ his hand until I came in vibrating sweaty shivers. Animalistic &

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Delicate touches dabbling, her vertical whiplashes are painterly, my back is a canvas. She touches the nape of my neck, my shoulders, drawing it down my neck. Hips, thighs... soft & intense strokes are shared. Her tender touch of the hand along my back as she checks in. Her strokes become more assured. The rhythm increases as the whip strikes the center of my back, hitting the same sensitive

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Obscure sensation, undescribable and yet so tempting to define. Letting the sensations mingle with the images, allowing the emotions to flow. A series of whip impressions, imprints, a palette of sensations, a glimpse of one woman's experiences. "Different colors made of tears"  *Baisers de feu / / / impressions de fouet Sensation obscure, indescriptible et pourtant si tentant à définir. Les

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