In The Light Of The Moon ~ a masturbation masquerade

You nervously knocked at the door, but were reassured by your Lady's mischievous smile, as she welcomed you in.  She would make certain that your concerns were appeased, as she promised in her recent invitation to you of a new adventure.  The invitation read:

Miss J.F. wrote that this would be an unusual event to harness the erotic power of the Full Moon.  The invitation list would include only her well-established friends who particularly enjoy activities under her tutelage, that could include bondage, blindfolds/masks, cbt, discipline, domination, and forced bi.  You trembled with excitement, thinking about the possibilities.  You had expressed your desires to your Lady about just exactly those things.  But being recognized was a deep-seated fear.  What if someone from work recognized you.  Just the thought of being discovered brought panic to your mind, scrambling your thoughts.

As you spoke privately later by phone with Miss J.F., she assured you that for those who harbored these very real fears, she had the perfect solution.  It would be very simple to arrange for arrivals to be spaced out, giving each person a moment to enter The Manor, and choose a seat for the adventure to come, placing a blindfold over the face until all had arrived.  If total anonymity was requested a full mask would suffice throughout the entire evening.  You could almost hear Miss J.F. grinning wickedly as she reminded you that she would secure you...or a part of you... in some fashion as well.

You laughed nervously and asked "What if...", but she interrupted to say that all safety measures, personal boundaries, and consensuality protocols would be her priority, in order for all to participate comfortably.  You knew this to be true, for in all the times you had visited her Chamber, even when an additional Domme or sub were invited, you always felt safe, but still dying with excitement.  So now, as you climbed the stairs to the Chamber, you grinned with crazy anticipation.  You were the first scheduled to arrive, and knew that you would have the opportunity to hear others arriving and being directed in the same way.  You suspected that others would be voyeuristic too, and that excitement was also fueling your fire.  

Once in the Chamber, she whispers, "Now, it is time.  I am going to peel off your clothing, revealing you to everyone who comes into this space.  You will be heard by all, seen by some, and definitely watched by me as I tease and tantalize you.  I will demand you follow my instructions, and take great pleasure to see how each and every one of my guests responds for me tonight,....in the light of the moon."

It's the month of LOVE! And the Fabulous February model of the 'Men in Rope' series

What do I love?

I love tying men up.  Yes, I adore tying women up as well, but so rarely seen are bondage photos of men, that I simply had to do something about it.  I believe I shall start posting a monthly view of one of the many opportunities I take from the men who visit me.  I think it is important to see bodies of all shapes and sizes...ages too.  I know this will be opening up a can of worms, but I will begin the conversation of how important it is for us to see ourselves as acceptable in all these aspects - shape, size, age.  Not a simple feat, but it can certainly start with Miss J.F.s marvelous studio of willing subjects excited to be one of her bondage explorations!

It should be noted to those who are curious about being a model for me -- it will not hurt....unless expressly requested.

Here is our FABULOUS FEBRUARY model, 'Taking A Seat'

You are not going anywhere, darling!

Do you know Seattle's Sophisticated Seductress?

Who is Seattle's Sophisticated Seductress?

I am a mature, sensual, spirited woman

who has found a whole new hedonistic adventure along my life-path,

with laughter, lust, openness, and acceptance 

the keys in making my life full of passion and meaning.

What better way to feel alive?

~~~

The Many Interests of JOY

Charming Companion and Spirited Sweetheart ~ Joy Full

I delight in sharing company with mature people, passionate about life and learning.  Men, women, gender-fluid individuals, and couples of all shapes, sizes and abilities.  It is open-heartedness and respect that I seek and find especially endearing, as well as a ready smile. Whether we meet for a night out on the town for dinner and the symphony, a cheery cup of coffee and a meandering walk through an art museum, holding your hand in an exploratory workshop at the local sex-positive center, or pursuits in a more private setting that leave our hearts pulsating...if you seek my time and presence, we will explore together based on our unique blend of interests and curiosities.

Goddess of Touch ~ Joy

In this sacred space I invite you awake your senses with the Goddess' exquisite touch.  With a background in the Tantric Arts, Reiki, Massage, and Music-, Aroma-, and Hydro-Therapies I devote my feminine presence, intuitive touch, and full heart to those seeking relaxation and rejuvenation.  Offerings include Goddess Touch, Sacred Bath Ceremonies, Sacred Male G Spot Massage, Couple's Bliss, and Elysium®.  Revel in this intimate touch that leaves your spirit soaring and toes curling.

Sensual Domme ~ Miss J.F. ~ Joyce Fulbright

I enjoy weaving a web of mischief with rope, inspired by the ancient Japanese art of erotic rope bondage called Shibari.  Of course, I have many enticing ideas tucked up my sleeve, including Bondassage® and Elysium®, the ultimate in exhilarating kinky massages and luxurious sensual touch explorations.  I am a devious disciplinarian with a sadistic streak for those sincere-minded folk who find great satisfaction in service and domestic training.  Additionally, if percussive play, sensory deprivation/overload, and tie and tease sessions to full-blown role-plays are your cup of tea, I am just the right Lady...kind, but slightly cruel...to firmly put you in your place.

I invite you to explore this world with me in a variety of experiences 
from the playful to the profound.

I offer you an attentive ear, a compassionate spirit, a generous laugh, 
and a beguiling smile.

Be sure to visit my websites for more information and to familiarize yourself 
with my expectations.

Completing the contact form on either of my websites is the best way to get in touch.

Travel News - Visiting Portland - Thursday, Jan. 21 and Friday, Jan. 22!

Visiting Chicago in February 2016.

I look forward to making your acquaintance.

With laughter and a loving touch,

Joy

Seattle's Sophisticated Seductress
Perfecting the HeART of the Courtesan

Sweetheart ~ Lusty Adventures ~ Flirty Tweets ~ Sensual Domme

A Tux for my Lady

What does a discerning gentleman wear to impress 

a Sophisticated Sensual Domme upon meeting her for the first time?

A tux, of course.  Wasn't that a thoughtful surprise for me to uncover? 

And I do love to unwrap my surprises!

That was not the only surprise this thoughtful fellow 

brought to the table, so to speak.  

How I adore a responsive play-toy and a fabulous connection making a power exchange even more titillating for not just him, but also for me.

I wonder how many of my boy-toys fully participate in our scenes.

And how many of them actually seek to discover 

how best to please their Lady.

They know I'm not going to make it easy for them, 

but it will most certainly be worth their effort!

"Anything that makes you happy, my Lady"

Friday the 13th - An Erotic Story

I set up a duo with Miss J.F. and Mistress Ivy for a domination session on Friday the 13th.  

Both ladies are thoughtful, beautiful, know what they’re doing extremely well, and are wicked at the same time. They both took turn dominating me by spanking, flogging and warming me up for the big show. 

While Mistress Ivy was giving it to me from the backside, I was giving Miss J.F.’s blue monster a good sucking. Some one thought I should wear a pig’s nose and anytime the word pig was mentioned I was to squeal like a stuck pig. Soon after getting poked from behind and continual spankings, I could see Miss Ivy was up to no good. She proceeded to finger my backside and then the next I knew, her whole hand was inside of me.  Miss J. F. took her turn and started what I would say was the best PM I’ve ever had. She kept on milking the walnut till I was ready to spill, then whoops her whole hand slipped inside of me thrusting like crazy; all the while I was admiring Mistress Ivy’s backside with my tongue. Then I don’t know who thought of this, but they held hands and both went deep inside of me. All I can say is 'oh what a feeling'. 

Then came the big finale, I was told to lay on the floor and both of them gave me a shower of all showers. I didn’t know one’s body could hold so much. The sweet nectar was nice and warming. They said I wasn't going to spill the beans this time, as they were the dominant ones. Then off to the shower for a good scrub down. I will definitely repeat for they know how to play and react off of their personalities.

Bed and Breakfast at The Manor - An Erotic Story

"Hi!  I'm Joyce."

Her name is what first caught my eye, and reading her listing on a national site for local rentals intrigued me.  I travel a great deal in my work and I appreciate a quiet setting away from the bustle and crowds, yet I want to be close to the business district downtown.  I read that the bus route was located a block away and a quick 10 minute ride to my office building.  The biggest plus was the entire house, obviously an older vintage from the photos, would be at my disposal for the hostess was often on adventures of her own as a philanthropist in the performing arts.  

"Lovers of the classical arts will find old world charm and serenity during their stay."  That was another intriguing part.  Being an aficionado of classical music, I did not find it common to find this description in a listing.  Rarely did hosts have classical music available In the locations I had stayed around the country.   I had a sly curiosity to sneak a peek at music collections, often gathering enough evidence for admiration or ridicule based on what I found.  This point will be important further along in my story.

Reserving an overnight stay was simple.  I received a reply within the hour confirming the availability of the date and a few friendly comments welcoming me.  I didn't pay them much mind.  One can travel so often, as to become somewhat jaded with making travel arrangements.  But then she also apologized for being on the premises during my stay as she did not have plans to be away on the date I reserved.  She inquired if my preference would be to have the whole house to myself, and I assured her it was not necessary.  She promised she would be practically invisible and provide my every comfort.  And that is where this story takes a bit of a turn.

The date of my stay soon arrived.  Knocking at the door of a quaint older home I was surprised to see lovely woman perhaps 10-15 years older, sweet shy smile, classy and elegant.  Her voice drew me in... "Welcome to the manor"

She showed me around and led me to my room.  I had every amenity I could ask for, even a robe and slippers for wearing to the shared restroom.  And then I was left alone to unpack and unwind.  A fine bottle of wine and glass on the side table.

The strains of piano music could be heard in the distance.  I recognized it as a  Brahms Intermezzo. A well known piece, made popular to non-classical fans in some Tom Selleck movie.   I laid back on the bed to listen and relax and fell into a deep sleep.  I woke up starving.  Leaving my room and finding my hostess downstairs, I asked for her recommendations for dining nearby.   Even invited her to join me and we had a terrific time out.  Great conversation.  She was a really interesting, vibrant companion.  A welcome respite from the typical 'find the closest place and eat alone' scenario in my travels.  She suggested I would enjoy dessert back at the house, claiming she had just the thing for my sweet tooth, and I could enjoy that bottle of wine.

Back at the house we headed back to my room to retrieve the wine, when I noticed the tree with coils of rope hanging from the branches in my room.  Seeing my curiosity she stated, "I have unusual interests."

"Tell me more." I encouraged her.

In a flash of a second, my hands were bound together and she grinned up at me..."Surprise!"

And in the next moment my hands were pulled up and behind my head, as she secured the rope to my body.

"Wellllll," I laughed nervously.

Placing one hand on my chest and slowly inching me back into the wall, she murmured, "I like men.  Powerful men. Confident men.  Cute men."

"Thank you ," I stammered, still a bit surprised.

"Now, how about that dessert?" she asked, totally diffusing what was becoming rather uncomfortable for me.  Unsure of her intent, and ....errr...becoming rather aroused with her attention.  "Yes," I blurted out, "that sounds like a good idea."  However, she did not release me from my bounds, and instead quickly secured me somehow to points on the wall hidden by a curtain.  I had to speak up, "What ARE you doing?"  Laughing some more.

"Oh darling," she looked into my eyes.  "Exactly as I wish."  And proceeded to take off her panties and stuff them in my mouth, before she left the room.  I couldn't move, and just tried to catch my breath, thinking she's just having a bit of fun.  I saw the twinkle in her eyes.

I heard the piano music off in the distance again.  I love that piece, but was distracted as she returned and placed a tray of some decadent chocolate-y thing in front of me.  Wondering what she would do next, I waited quietly and to my surprise, my clothes were slowly removed as she admired and caressed me.  Really, what guy doesn't want some hot, older gal having her way with him, but this was a bit surreal.  When she got to my shirt, opened a few buttons, and slipped her hand inside over my bare chest, I could feel the heat emanating from her.  My eyes were half-closed in the pleasure of being touched in such a way, but immediately gasped as I felt something cold touch me in a place a deep shocking cold should never go.

What she did next with me and to me with that dessert was both disturbing and damn sexy, that is, after she finally removed her panties from my mouth.   She was so devilish and full of mischief.  The women I knew didn't have this confidence or sense of .......what was it?  A commanding, yet very sensual way about her.  I should be very clear and share that it never occurred to me that I was in danger, like some stories I had read about unwary travelers at BnB's in the news.

She reminded me that she had promised to provide my every comfort, and unbound the ropes from the wall long enough to urge me to lay down on the bed.  "I also promised you I would be practically invisible"

And at that point she quickly pulled a hood over my head, had me positioned on my stomach, and was securing the ropes on my wrists to the bed and adding binds to my ankles, so that I was bound spread-eagle to the bed.  I must be tired, I thought, for I was practically submitting to her every move.

Remembering her words, 'exactly as I wish,' I realized I was basically her captive to be toyed with, and frankly the rest of the night was a blur.  Punctuated throughout the night was the haunting piano music, almost as a mantra or a sensual symbol of her and she came and went, for I was locked in my room and completely at her mercy.  I would fall into a deep sleep from exhaustion after she explored me in ways I had never experienced, only to be roused by a soft caress or a murmuring in my ear and the now hypnotic sounds of the piano music.  "No, no, darling, I"m not through with you yet."  I never thought myself to be a kinky fellow, but the things she subjected me to were pushing me over the edge, and deeper and deeper as the night went on.  

I woke to the smell of coffee brewing and moved to sit up when I realized my wrists were still bound to the bed.  I had not dreamed it after all.  I called out, "Hello?  Joyce?"  A few moments later she entered, smiling and bright-eyed, with a tray of coffee and pastries, as I heard the familiar piano music in the background, "Good Morning, how did you sleep?"

My 'little flower'

I'm delighted to announce a new blossom, 

My 'little flower', in My Secret Garden.  

A beautiful blossom, eager to serve her Lady 

and bring a new level of pleasure to The Manor.

How thrilled I was to have My 'little flower' and a 'precious pet' 

present themselves as birthday candles at a

unique pre-birthday party!

Yes, you can imagine I had several of My birthday wishes come true!

I do have to admit that My 'little flower' had to sit in the corner for some of her impertinence.  Then again, My 'precious pet' was in the corner too for being such a 'dirty dog'.  I had to be rather careful to watch out for their shenanigans, but turning My 'precious pet' into a living pinata did the trick for him and...

...My 'little flower' found some titillation settled her down.

I loved how willingly she accepted the birthday spankings for her Lady,

and I could have sworn she wanted more.

It will be interesting to see how My 'little flower' blooms under my tender care

in such a decadent and fertile environment as The Manor!

Here comes Peter Cottontail...

Who knows what decadence occurs within The Manor?

The Easter Bunny came to visit and enjoyed pampering The Lady of The Manor.  Fetching the eggs hidden in the Secret Garden, sweeping a pathway for his Lady,

bringing her refreshments, and soothing her feet

plus other unmentionables.

Don't ask where his little cottontail is!

Crucifixion

oh yes?  You didn't think you could sneak past me, did you?

The Full Moon energy arrived before I even realized it,  

a wonderment, to be sure,

but made itself evident in ways all too personal too share.

Plus an introspective, deeply intense time...this Holy Week for many faith traditions.  I mean absolutely no disrespect to those traditions, but just intend to share a walk of a different sort into my Shibari Chamber.  An experience of deep, intense sensations.  A surrendering of the most powerful sort.  To be crucified brings healing of great magnitude.

Your Crucifixion

Let's go deeper and immerse yourself within the music of a didgeridoo 

as you become bound together.

I would love to hear your response regarding such an experience!

Fools rush in... A paraphrase from Miss J.F.

Fools rush in where Angels fear to tread......

once they see my red boots, you devil you...

See the danger there?  I'll bet you don't care.

When we met, I'll bet you felt your life spin

Open up your heart and let me in

See?  'she' likes red boots too.  *wink*

~ yours truly, Miss J.F.

An Erotic Story - 50 Shades of Miss J.F.

I've always felt a connection between Bach's music and BDSM.  It comes as no surprise to me then that this particular piece was used in the soundtrack of the film - 50 Shades of Grey.

I happened to have enjoyed the movie very much, though I have strong opinions regarding the female lead.  Let me start at the beginning:

The plan was to enjoy a Valentine's Date with my date in the role of submissive 'Andrew Steele' and I, naturally, assumed the role of dominant 'Christine Grey'.  First we would attend a showing of the movie, followed by as 'Andrew' stated "live action with him tied up and helpless to resist whatever pleasures I choose to bestow."  You can imagine the wicked smile on my face that appeared with such a suggestion.

He shares his fantasy with more detail:

Who we are:  You , of course, are Christina Grey, twin sister of the billionaire magnate Christian, he of the unlimited resources and most peculiar appetites, needs, and yes in fact, insecurities.  I am Andres Steele, twin brother of Anastasia, and therefore your polar opposite (or perhaps actually soulmate) in terms of sexual sensibilities.

You see in my eyes what perhaps I do not even see myself, at least at the start.  You can see that I am by nature a submissive, willing to do what you want and allow myself to be subject to your whims.  But you also see what even I myself do not see - a fire in my eyes, a strange contradictory mix of conflicting desires.  I am not some spineless docile doormat who wishes to simply lie there while you indulge yourself.  I want to be restrained, yes; but I want to fight back.  I want to resist.  The perhaps slightly unhinged part is that I want to resist with all my strength and will, but be completely unable to do so.  As you come toward me to give pleasure or pain or teasing or biting or licking or pinching or (let your imagination run), my twisted erotic need is to resist with all my being, but helplessly, in a futile struggle to stop you.  Some may call that sick or twisted or at the very least strange - to me, even though perhaps I don't know it yet, it is transcendent.

Therefore, when I become enveloped in your magical Shibari ropes, it cannot be a semi-loose pretense of an effort to hold me down.  I must be locked down tight, arms and legs totally immobile.  No ability to roll away, to stand up, to evade you in any way.  Because I will try.  You see in my eyes that I can only reach my ultimate arousal if I do truly struggle against the situation, finding satisfaction in surrender only after I have exhausted every ounce of myself.  If I am only pretending to be restrained, the thrill is lost.  You see all this in me, and you delight in the challenge I present, that of a submissive, yes, but one with fire and intense will, who can only be satisfied by being truly taken.  This submissive will allow himself to be tied down, that sets up the erotic allure, but after that, he will fight you every step of the way.  You take satisfaction in that, and he does too, creating this bizarre yet magical experience for both of you.

How do you think our erotic adventure played out?

A PhotoShoot: Two Sides of the Same Coin

I recently had the pleasure of a visit from a good friend who is a fine art photographer. 

He captured a few of the essences you may not know of Joy, the seductive, sophisticated sweetheart 

and her kinkier counterpart, Miss J.F. - Mischief, to be exact.

Let's begin with Joy, a woman who adores sensuality and men, and creates a life of abundance and vibrancy that she eagerly invites her lover to enter in.

Satins and silk stockings.

Corsets, lace, and garters.

And, of course, smiles.

   

Let's now draw attention to the mischief-maker, Miss J.F.,
who has the keys to unlock your deepest desires.

Perhaps your particular fetish is legs, feet, or boots.

 

Or other womanly charms

Or maybe you've been longing for a powerful woman

to surrender to completely,

She will stimulate your senses wildlly and make you breathless for her touch.

Should you get a bit fidgety, while she teases and torments you

in the most pleasurable of ways,

you'll remember she's bound to have some rope ready 

to keep you from getting away.

Of course, you wouldn't want to anyway!

What do you think?  Did the photographer capture me?

***"If I'm lucky...You're ready for me!"***

(Yes, I figured I'd just join the rest of the world and share my own selfie, though admittedly, I take 98% of my own pictures anyway.)

Here I am indulging in one of my favorite activities.  

Lounging in the Secret Garden.

Whether that is while I am sharing my special space with you 

and reveling in the blue sky above and cool breezes caressing our bodies, 

whilst exploring the pleasures of our natural state of being...

Or if my Sensual Domme persona, Miss J.F., takes over 

and has you tied up to the cherry tree pushing you to the edge

and back again with the earthiest tie and tease you'll ever experience 

or serving me in oh so many delicious ways...

*I'd consider myself lucky to share your company.

I'm ready and I sure hope you're ready for me!*

*A small tribute to Charlie Haden and his album, Sophisticated Ladies

with Melody Gardot singing "If I'm Lucky"

and 

Johnny Winter with Muddy Waters in "I'm Ready"*

What a sad week with the loss of two great musicians.

May Charlie and Johnny rest in peace.

An Erotic Story

I have seen Joy quite a few times over the last few years and we have developed quite a close relationship during that time!

So much so, that when I see with her now, I rarely specify what type of visit I want that day………which results in some delightful surprises!!

I am never quite sure who will answer the door this time…….the delightful Joy, with her joyous smile at full force, or her evil twin, Miss J.F. (Mischief), with an equally large smile, albeit much more on the wicked side, or Dr. Full, with her very cold stethoscope in her hands!

This time, from the force of the hug that I got, I thought it was Joy…..I then turned around to say hello to the most important soul in that household…….Lil Beast was very gracious about letting me make a fuss over her and say hi!!

But, then, when I turned around, Joy had disappeared, and there stood Mischief!!  Right about then, I knew I was in trouble!!

She took me upstairs, and, after a quick shower, she tied me down to her new bondage bed, which has a multitude of tie down places…….which she then used to great effect, all the time giggling in that wonderfully evil way that Mischief has!!

Then, she had her way with me, in whatever manner she chose at the time, including writing her ownership of me all over my body!!

But, as mischievous as she was, she was very attentive to my safety, and always made sure that I was having a good time, and I was, right to the end and a wonderful spill!!

Then, some lovely aftercare, a shower, another fuss over Lil Beast, some more wonderful hugs, and it was unfortunately all over, and I had to leave!

Joyfull has been a friend for over 6 wonderful years, and has transformed from a somewhat shy (yes, really!!) new playmate, to one of the most imaginative ladies I know.  Her scenes are always different (or the same, if you prefer..just let her know what you want),always lots of fun, and always very satisfying!!

I run, and never walk to see this lovely lady as soon as I can be in town, and I'm always grateful that I did!!

Explore Boundaries

28 Ways to be a Better Lover

A month long celebration of love, romance, and spicy connections.

 

Day 8 - Talk About It

Pushing each others boundaries in bed can be exhilarating and rewarding, but you must learn to recognize when no means no.

There is a fabulous workshop being offered TONIGHT - Saturday, by The Center For Sex Positive Culture, an organization in Seattle - thecspc.org.  As proponents of sex positive culture, the Center believes that the appropriate uses of sex extend beyond reproduction. They include creating personal pleasure, bonding intimate relationships, promoting spiritual growth, and enhancing emotional and physical health. In a sex positive world, everyone has the freedom and resources to pursue a fulfilling and empowering sex life.  The workshop is called Exploring Boundaries - Good Fences, and I highly recommend it as an eye opener to stretching your boundaries and building up your communication skills to be more successful in your love-life. 

I enjoy creating opportunities in my Shibari Chamber where my playmates can explore their personal boundaries with rope bondage.  I also find it exciting to provide an experience that includes a variety of stimulating sensations....I call it a kinky massage.  Sensory deprivation and play, stimulating percussive body sensations, tie and tease are all uniquely designed (mild to wild) to recharge you from tip to toe.  Talking about boundaries, safe words, trust, and the like are always a prelude to any play such as this.  

It isn't everyone's cup of tea, but the only way to know that is to talk about it.  What new boundaries will you stretch and steamy discussions will you be having with your lover this month?

Come here, lover *wink*

Santa has been naughty and Mrs. Claus NAILED him!

You know how it is.  Husbands overworking or straying from their responsibilities at home.  Mrs. Claus has the same problem and finally determined to put a stop to it.

Seriously, does she have to put up all the decorations and deck the tree alone.  Not this year!

How perfect for the Claus family Christmas letter!

Does she have to bake all the cookies and direct the elves to iron the napkins all alone? 
Not this year!

And how YUMMY his cookies were!  But the picture of Santa ironing was too pouty to share.  

Bad boy!

Does she HAVE to wait til December 26th to get any good luvin' from her honey?  Not this year!

Especially if she nails him down and has her way with him.  After all Santa's workshop is full of all the right materials for making exactly that happen.

This reminded Mrs. Claus of their younger years, when Santa Claus looked handsome as a lumberjack dressed in his flannel PJs and his wood was always ready for attention!

Thank goodness Mrs. Claus has some carpentry skills.

This has been the best Christmas season for Mrs. Claus YET!

An Erotic Story

A Great Evening with Miss J.F. and Miss Ava

 

Just had a great experience this past weekend with two amazing women: Miss J.F. and Mistress Ava. I had never met Miss Ava and from my short time with her I really got to like her a lot - both during our scene and later talking to her and hanging out a bit....extremely bright, easy to talk to and very attractive :-) . Miss J.F. was her extraordinary self.

By way of a short overview of the evening itself, they were both in all black when I got there and immediately set the stage for several rounds of forced exercise - one of my suggestions to Miss J.F. to build a scenario from (still sore from the push-ups!!!) followed by some bondage and flogging...loved every minute of it....

The evening continued with dinner and more wickedness and eventually it was time to say goodbye - first with Mistress Ava and much later with Miss J.F. With the former it was such a pleasure to meet and hope our paths can cross again. With the latter it is always wistful (if that's the right word) with the feeling that you know you'll be back but you never want it to end in the first place.

An Erotic Story

 A Day For Madame

 I was chatting with M. Joy recently about how much fun we'd had last time we met, and mentioned that I thought it would be wonderful to set up a day where Joy could spend the whole afternoon/evening being taken care of by her friends, so she could just relax and bask in the attention.
Apparently this idea had great appeal for her, as only a few short days later, there I was, headed down to M. Joy's palatial country retreat, The Lark's Nest. She did not give me much idea what awaited me, until I was already en-route.
The scene she set: I was there to be interviewed for the position of her new man-servant, and expected to carry out my duties through a representative day at her estate, providing whatever ...services... she, her staff, and her visitors might require.
Throughout the afternoon, many of M. Joy's friends and associates came and went, and I zealously attended to M'Lady's unique and powerful needs, as well as those of her guests. It was very much an Downton Abbey-Upstairs/Downstairs feel, but with a *much* more kinky and...direct...vibe :-)
Her friends were wonderful to meet: the lovely kinky-and-firm lady "friend" of M. Joy's, the high-spirited couple that were the estate's butler and cook, and the wicked young Lady.
The day culminated with a very kinky dinner party. The food prepared by the estate's chef was perhaps the best meal I've eaten in Seattle, but it was the company that made the evening.
I pray I secured the position at The Lark's Nest, because it was terribly great and challenging fun to work there, if only for a day. And so very...educational.
---------------------
Joy - thank you so much for the creativity and effort you and your friends put into this elaborate scene. I was floored - much of the day went in surprising directions I'd not thought I had much interest in before, and you all made it work, and then some! Well played!  You are a world-class lady who enjoys play far outside the mundane, you stun me with your energy, intellect, and skill.

An Erotic Story

 A Willing Sacrifice

 

Some months ago, I sent Joy a teasing note about a rather wicked waking dream involving sacred rituals I'd had concerning her, while walking through the fog in the mountains as Spring was trying to manifest itself. Joy and I share many interests in this realm, I find her, well, a Joy to discuss these things with.

She received my ideas with great enthusiasm, and encouraged me to visit Seattle to try something similar for real.

Well, April was finally looking like Spring for real, and it was her Birthday Month, and we finally managed to arrange to get together the other day.

It was....magnificent.

We started out meeting at her lovely spiritual retreat and sitting down to a great Thai feast for lunch, while we discussed some of the particulars of the upcoming day. We both wanted to be clear on limits and concerns, but not give away too many secrets ahead of time to spoil the scene, because some perhaps-extreme-or-troublesome events might be occuring throughout the day. Joy did a great job communicating without spilling the beans.

After lunch, I showered and cleaned up, while Joy set the stage. When I exited my assigned room, I was abducted by The Earth Goddess, who led me....elsewhere....to be examined. I was found to be far too beastly and base to be of much use, so some training and conditioning were attempted by The Goddess. The Goddess used tools of the Earth for the most part, very creatively and effectively.

Somewhat subdued, I was led to the Goddess's bath chamber, to help prepare her for the arrival of The God Of All. Cleaning and annointing and dressing the most wonderful creature. Then to the Goddess' bed chamber, where I waited until He arrived. I then, as instructed, brought refreshments to my Sacred Ones, and they rested a bit, as they prepared...

The Goddess mentioned that I *might* be trainable, though I was still so very feral and low. It was suggested that if I were to observe the Gods pleasuring each other, I might learn what was expected of me, and how far I had to travel.

And so, bound by the will of the Gods, and the Goddess' snares, I watched as these two powerful beings made wild, passionate, violent love to each other.

After seemingly endless hours had passed (the Gods seem to have immense stamina), the two decided that perhaps I should participate. And so, for some time more, the three of us played together, God, Goddess, and mere beast.

Finally, The God of All had to depart, leaving only the Goddess and myself. I was informed that I *might* be suitable for A Higher Purpose, but that I'd have to pass through the mortal barrier, and be reborn.

And so, for a bit, the Goddess and I celebrated what might be to come, in my last moments as a living beast.

And then, slowly and methodically, the Goddess slew me with her desires. I had no fear at last, only welcoming her final embrace.

And once I had passed on, she buried me, in a deep dark place. And all was nothing.

Some time later, I was reborn.

And then we celebrated, endlessly.

Fine.

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I was frankly stunned by the experience. Joy firmly rooted me into the scene as soon as she held my hand and looked fiercely into my eyes as we began after lunch. She set the entire day (lunch through dinnertime) to various musical compositions we both enjoy, matching the mood and the pace of the activities with the composition. Our final set of scenes was set to Mahler's Symphony #2, the Resurrection Symphony, each phase matching near flawlessly the five movements of the piece. The final bit of the 5th movement, about which Mahler said "The increasing tension, working up to the final climax, is so tremendous that I don’t know myself, now that it is over, how I ever came to write it.", was insane, I was fearful one or the other of us would perish :-)

The amount of thought and planning she put into this was incredible. The different moods and emotions she produced in us all was masterful. Sound, and scent, and touch, and taste, and sight were all used to great effect to set and maintain the scene. At times I was completely in our dream world, at times I'd come out as we shared laughs and checked in to make sure folks were surviving the events. I think we all experienced "the little death" countless times. I learned many new things about myself and my play partners throughout the day as well, which is always a plus. And I came away with lots of ideas for further adventures.

I left, after this lengthy period of play, not tired out, but truly energized, as if I *had* been reborn. I have to admit, a few hours later, I crashed totally from exhaustion, and slept the sleep of the dead :-)

Happy Birthday, Joy!

And my greatest thanks for an amazing production! You were right, I'll never view Spring the same way again, my dear Erda.

An Erotic Story

M'Lady Teases and Pleases

How does one describe an experience like Miss J.F.!
Ecstasy on steroids, no... that would be pale in comparison to her sensual, seductive nature. When meeting her you are swept away by her warmth and truly personal expressions. What one imagines is a reality that transcends you into a place of true sensual bliss and anticipation...
Joy knows how to tease and please, whilst taking you to the next level of expectation. Ever so much dost she administer her pleasure to ones desire all the while ensuring ones desire grows. A true blissful experience unfolds.
Wearing a body stocking of fishnet. Voice and hands so commanding yet gentle... seductive... and every so enticing... commanding and firm.
Senses tingling with anticipation... the warmth of her hands, the music, the instruments she plays upon your body... as you float in and out... bliss and more!
Ah the fanciful delights of ones mind blindfolded and wondering, wandering into an experience of true mischievous pleasure.

This was my fantasy or my reality? Either way highly recommended for all to enjoy.
Always my Lady, always. *bows and kisses thy hand til next we meet.