Kinky Boots

So, my gentleman friend tells me he is coming to town to see Kinky Boots.  I told him he could come by and see my kinky boots.

Like these...

Or maybe these...

Though I'm a bit partial to these red ones...

And you know I can't resist a bit of bondage with a sexy pair of boots...

But I knew that he was going to see the musical, which I hear has a great score by Cyndi Lauper.  I'm told it is an emotional button-pusher about finding your passion, overcoming prejudice, and transcending stereotypes.  Hmm, button-pusher - check, finding your passion - check, overcoming prejudice - check, transcending stereotypes - check.  Sounds like me in a nutshell!

I'm going to have to make a point of seeing this show, but I knew he would not be able to include me, at least this time, on one his few opportunities to get to Seattle.  So, I invited him to take a peek at these boot selections and pick out his favorite for our next steamy visit.   I'll make sure give him the whole picture, so to speak. Which ones would you pick?

From the musical:  "The sex is in the heel, so just embrace it."

An Erotic Story

 A Sultan's Dream

Some weeks ago, Joy and I were discussing our mutual interest in extended, multiple orgasms, and possible ways we could get together to try to carry on some...hands on research.

We happened to go down a bunny trail involving the quite explicit Richard Burton translation of “One Thousand and One Nights”, and were wondering if 1001 orgasms was possible... 

Joy sent me a wicked proposal a few days later, daring me on.   I shall simply quote her offered scene here:

The Sultan, a despot of note in lands near and far, arrives at his palace to demand the service of several of his favorite concubines, dancing seductively and entreating him to succumb to their charms.  How can he resist?

The time flies by at the hands of his lovely maidens and careful watch of his chief eunuch.  The Sultan's orgasmic abilities become an even greater legend in the land, until it is time to prepare for the evening feast.  As always the feast for a Sultan is a ‘Sensory Tasting Experience Extraordinaire' with entertainment fit for such a noble entity. 

As the night beckons, he is soothed and caressed by more of his cherished concubines into a heightened state of bliss before slipping into slumber.

I hesitate to give you too many details, for I love giving your curiosity a tease.  Let's just say...

He dreams of fresh new sensations as he awakens with his prize concubine, eager to match her Sultan's numerous orgasmic state.  And she does all that is necessary, with the aid of other palace staff to bring her Sultan to a frenzied state of being, as she exceeds his orgasmic abilities in ways he never dared to consider.  He surrenders to her insatiable lust, at that point he is hers and the power has been reversed.  However, once her lustful, wicked desires have been met, she is benevolent, ever passionate about their mutual needs, and sees to a delicious light feast and a final ecstatic chapter of heavenly proportion.  The Sultan is newly reborn as he heads off for distant lands and new adventures with his dear concubine ever held close in his heart.

I was captivated by her excitement and her clear desire to plan and execute something likely to be a once-in-a-lifetime event - and so we made arrangements. (I’ll give you a tip - when a witty, intelligent, motivated courtesan freely offers up something incredible that seems to stimulate her imagination, you would do very well to go along with the flow!)

When I arrived, it was all she had promised, and beyond.   Joy had completely redecorated her lovely place as an Arabian palace from the time of myths.  And she wasn’t alone. There were palace servants, concubines, eunuchs, slaves, The Overseer (a surprise guest appearance by one of Seattle’s finest dommes),  the always-lovely palace Chef, and others.   I think she recruited half the kinky community of Seattle to join in at various times in various roles. 

Our first day was an endless wide-ranging sensory experience for all.   Feasting, dancing, music, orgies large and small, a dinner/theater expedition to a fascinating public setting where sensual play was quite possible, many-handed massage, and much more. Somehow however the evening ended quite late with me restrained to the bed, still raging with passion and desire, forced to sleep quietly until a very early morning began just a few hours later, while my prized concubine, now my Sultana, snuck off to her own bed chamber to continue her own evening diversions...

The next day somehow made the previous one look absolutely tame by comparison…   I had hardly opened my eyes before the Sultana was upon me, making her never-ending needs known...

Unimaginable depraved delights and decadences transpired for the rest of the day.  There were orgies *far* more wicked than the previous day’s.   A wonderful meal cooked by one of the finest and loveliest chefs in Seattle, and served by a multi-talented Eunuch.  A demanding Sultana to distract. Slaves to punish.  And slaves to pleasure. Instruction in some of the lost sensual arts of the Orient.  And so much more.   Imagine your most decadent possibilities, and then go past that point...

This affair was simply an incredible effort on Joy’s part, and that of her many friends and associates.   I’m still giddy, and it is nearly a week later.

If you are in the mood for truly exceptional play, don’t hesitate to talk with Joy about your ideas!  She has incredible skills, a wonderful attitude, and electrifying enthusiasm - you won’t be disappointed.

An Erotic Story

A Most Unexpected Birthday Party

This week I arranged to meet up with Joy at her serene love nest, for a sleepy morning of mutual fun, a break for a nice lunch at a café nearby, then an afternoon of continued delights. Just relaxing, gentle play was on the agenda for the day, a lovely courtesan and her patron at ease on a summer day. Joy hinted that perhaps a friend might drop by to join us in the afternoon for a bit to play with us.
Little did I know what was on her sneaky sneaky mind....
The morning went swimmingly, we both had a fabulous good time. Joy was positively buzzing with energy, and dragged me off to lunch.
During lunch, her phone chirped several times (which *never* happens when I've observed, she's not A Phone Zombie). Each time she glanced down, she giggled and wriggled in her seat, and seemed as if she almost couldn't contain herself. Finally, looking down, she said, "OK, lunch is done, let's go back. NOW!!!!"
When we arrived back at her refined Manor of Pleasures, I was gobsmacked when I walked in the door.
Two of her good friends, whom I've run into before in various roles and circumstances, and whom Joy knows I have...desires...towards, had snuck into the Manor while we were dining, and completely decorated it for a surprise birthday party for me. Balloons, party hats, noisemakers, birthday thrones, the whole 9 yards.
Comedic madness then ensued for the rest of the day. Half-a-dozen *very* kinky and fun birthday games were played. Fascinatingly, some activities that are normally quite into the BDSM spectrum take on a whole new light with birthday hats on and everyone, even the victim, laughing so hard. The ladies managed to set the smoke alarms off while lighting my birthday candles, which were arrayed quite...cleverly. One whole room of Joy's Manor was engulfed by stray chocolate, whipped cream, strawberries, and whatnot during the "human birthday cake" episode, and the following...cleanup.
I also fear at one point one of Joy's delightful friends and I may have broken Joy's bed beyond repair, we were a bit...exuberant...in our celebrations.
Thanks Joy, and your delightful associates! What a wonderful surprise - this was a day to remember! I do hope you find all those sprinkles :-)

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.
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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.

Miss J.F. now has her own website!

It was time, for I've been combining information for both Joyfull and Miss J.F. (pronounced Mischief).  Who is Miss J.F.?  It's ME, but represents my kinkier persona that you know is Wild About Rope! 

It tickles me to have one gentleman friend explain it this way -

Joyfull is basically a Goddess, totally beloved, well-reviewed, intuitive, smart, hot, sexy, sympathetic, a good listener, a great cook, and as handy as Gene Autry with a length of rope, if you're into that kind of thing (p.s. you'll be the calf).  Miss J.F. is Joyfull's kinkier persona.  If you're at all curious about Shibari, this is a rare chance to get tied up by a kind-hearted top who actually knows what she's doing.  Miss J.F. is the only one I'd trust to truss me. And even if you're as vanilla as the center of a Klondike bar, I'd still recommend her to any sapiosexual (look it up!). Oh, and did I mention she's total dynamite between the sheets? You should really give her a try.

So, you who are so deliciously French Vanilla, need not ever worry about rope or bondage or strap-ons ever finding way into our blissful encounters.

.......unless you ask for it.

Those folk who find kinky play to be a curious new adventure and wish to safely explore once to satisfy their curiosity, or for those who regularly crave a spicier experience in their play and enjoy shivering in anticipation of a mischievous vixen about to have their way with them....

 this is for you! 

 

Enjoy!  

Introducing Miss J.F. ....and a bit of mischief!

What better time to make an introduction 

than on a night dark with mischief-making?

Miss J.F. aka Joyfull

   

Mischief-maker in her new Shibari-inspired room

My friends know I've had a bit of mischief tucked up my  sleeve,

as I've been creating a special room in my love-nest,

devoted to my Shibari-inspired rope art and a suitable space

for the slightly kinky mischief I've been enjoying with so many of you.

You will see

with this introduction of Miss J.F. and her specific charms, namely

the continuation of Shibari Sessions, and the additions of

rope bondage combined with healing touch table time, 

as well as fetish explorations.

Rest assured for those of my friends who prefer the attention of their sweetheart, Joyfull,

and find this type of mischief-making alarming,

for Miss J.F.'s devilish ways are only available by request. 

Miss J.F. is the one to request when you wish 

to try her ropes on for size.

Miss J.F. is the one to request when you seek a gentle, 

but firm new type of touch.

Miss J.F. is the one to request when you've made the decision to 

have no choice, but to surrender to new sensations.

All is now ready. Trick or Treat!  

  

Japanese-Inspired Bondage

I continue to receive inquiries regarding Shibari Practice Sessions.  Why does this excite me?

I find that many men who visit me crave the opportunity to let go, to release control to a trusted woman who will wrap them up with intricate knots, use them, toy with them, and claim them for their own pleasure.  They love the whole 'Tease And Denial' thing.  And Shibari or Japanese-Inspired Bondage can be that, but it is most assuredly different than experiences with leather and being cuffed.

As any smart student I have experienced rope bondage myself, so that I can better understand the mind space one enters when being bound.  And I continue to learn through many resources, from hands on practicums and written syllabuses with experts from around the world, to the internet and books, to the best learning opportunities possible - practicing on you and learning from your feedback and experience.
 
Turning you into an erotic work of art is just the first part of my pleasure.  There is a lovely intimacy shared between the one doing the binding and the one being bound.  It is rather difficult to explain.  Again, it is through experience that one can gain a greater understanding.  I am honored to have had many gentlemen eager to sample this experience.

Just check out this sexy, young man for example:

All I can say is yummy!  He is a wonderful, willing, not to mention SEXY practice volunteer!

I love the opportunity to be the Sensual Domme, 

to express my kinkiness in this way.

Here is another example of an older gentleman, who possesses an incredible stamina in a most twisted fashion.  The front side of this example is too hot to handle.  Well, it wasn't for me, at the time!

The second part of my pleasure comes from your response as my erotic playtoy!

One friend who frequents Shibari Practice Sessions requested a blindfold.  He says, "The blindfold added a whole new dimension. You have no idea of the pattern she is creating, the textures you will feel or how you respond to them. I could go into great detail, but things I felt may not feel the same to you."

Another comment from an established friend of mine who requests Shibari as a component of his Courtesan Encounter shares how he loved how "she would touch, tease, fondle, pinch, tickle, lick, lick, kiss, nibble and ride me to her hearts content."

I hope to entice more willing participants into my web of mischief.  Both gentlemen and ladies. 

You will surely find such a surrender 'spell-binding.'