Letter from TG KathyAnn

•December 12, 2009 • Leave a Comment

Dear Lady Careina,

Gosh! It was GREAT to meet you finally – H has told me a lot about you, of course, but that’s nothing like meeting someone. That was the first time I’ve been tied up by a girl – oh, of course the guys have had me on my back with my legs in the air often enough, but that’s not the same either. So, I was actually SUPER inhibited around you. My goodness, I just went back inside and acted like I couldn’t move without you telling me anything.

Probably just as well, you think? Oh, golly, let’s think of all the things going through my head that I wanted to do. I am such a slut! You have no idea how close I was to bending down and kissing you right on the mouth and everything. You’ve have slapped me into next week, so maybe that was for the best, lol. And why on earth didn’t I kneel before you – you’ve got such power.

And I wanted to shake my ass at you and crawl around and rub myself. It makes me WET to think of me masturbating on the floor free and unbound and our eyes meeting.
And then there is that slave you’ve got! Well, HE’S super cute. I’d have liked to grab his ass as he went by – or his cock. You know how guys can just be undone if we arch our back and spread our legs an inch. They can be pretty simple, can’t they? You sure you can’t arrange it that we have to share a really small bed for the night or something? Haha. I know us tall girls can be scary – unless he likes wrestling nude with the loser sucking cock and getting it up the ass.

Poor square H, he wants so much to be like James Bond or something, but he’s never going to be anything else than Nice Guy. Of course, driving home in the snow and traffic watching cars spin out I felt all protected that he was there, with his big shoulders just made for a little girl like me to put my head on and feel all safe and warm. I’d have freaked out and been crying in the ditch if I had to drive but none of it bothered him at all. You can’t blame him for being so shy around you.

Every single woman he’s ever been involved with left him without a look back. His last wife told him she was divorcing him because he was dull and uninteresting. He’s just so scared he’s going to say one wrong word to you and you’re going to cut him off and never reply to him again. I mean, I guess I understand, he really had something for that Mistress in Wisconsin and he loved the outdoor play – and then he found out he was dirt to her. Oh, god, sis I have to listen to him go on and on about it all. Well, I just tell him, there’s more pussy where that came from. Maybe if he didn’t respect women so much he’d bang more of them.

I got him to admit finally that he wants to lick your pussy and bury his head between your thighs. It took FOREVER to pry that out of him. Well, he’s a guy, you’re a power girl, what the fuck else would he want? What, like he’s the first to propose that to you? God, sis, I bet you get speeches about that twice a week and from dirty smelly guys at that!

He is truly a weird case. He’s my hero and I can’t stand him either. “Get out of your head” I always tell him and he says always back “I am my head, it’s all I’ve got.” Well it’s a nice head — but you really should try to get him drunk.

You liked my outfit? I was so nervous about that. Didn’t know what to wear exactly. Guys have it so easy and then all that happens is you make them take all their clothes off anyway! I should have looked at your shoes more, looks like you had some cute ones. I need some fuck me shoes and some little boots and maybe some pink pumps – you think? You liked the polka dot panties? Hahaha those are a giggle, I always feel like such a girly girl when I have them on. But I went for power slut for you. That fishnet – wow, I always feel like I can make any guy crumble in that. Maybe next time I can model some clothes.

Well,  anyway,  it was just SUPER to meet you and I sure hope you will do nasty things to me again.

Ta ta!

New Toys!!!

•December 11, 2009 • 1 Comment

Just received my personal engraving for my split thumper from Danny (LBD – Leather By Danny). I also received a little gift along with it — a smaller version of the same, a sort of “slut slapper” also engraved with “Lady Careina”.

Danny and I met at the Atlanta Dom Con in October. He was vending his unique and well-crafted leather toys. We immediately hit it off, and I ended up buying a number of things from him, as well as having a little fun with him at one of the 1763 parties.

This is one talented leather worker and a sweet little toy to play with as well.

I’ll be in the Boston area next August and intend to visit Danny (if he’s not vending at some kinky event somewhere!)

Thanks Danny!

XOXO

Give yourself a Holiday treat!

•December 4, 2009 • Leave a Comment

During this holiday season remember to take of yourself!

Take some time out for that special session. What turns you on? Cross-dressing? Foot worship? Intense sensation? Soft sensualism? Disciplline? Bondage?

Consider hypnosis alone OR combined with a bdsm session. It can do wonders for your sense of well being and satisfaction. Or maybe just a good flogging will give you that attitude adjustment you so sorely need…you know what I mean!

Remember…you will be better able to give to others if your own needs are not neglected! So give to yourself first!

Have a safe and happy holiday. See you soon!

Lady Careina

Happy Birthday to ME!

•November 30, 2009 • 1 Comment

My birthday is always punctuated by Thanksgiving, since I was actually born on Thanksgiving Day! This year Thanksgiving fell two days after my birthday. It’s always a time for me to consider how fortunate I am.

So what did I do on my birthday? Exactly what I wanted to do! My favorite food is crab legs with drawn butter so that was on the dinner menu. I have a new favorite wine: Phantom, a blended red wine from Bogle vineyards in California. Although not necessarily a perfect pairing with crab legs, it’s great for sipping anytime. I’ve been known to enjoy some pretty weird combinations! (As anyone who knows me knows!) That is no doubt the Scorpio aspect of my personality.

There are many things that I’m thankful for this year as I reach another marker in this incredible journey of life. But I’ll just share a few with you.

First is my good health and good fortune. I’ve always been a lucky person – must be the Sagittarius in me. Even during this recession, my world has maintained a level of stability in large part due to the creation of my own studio, The Haven. The Haven has been an oasis for those looking for a safe and comfortable place to explore their kinks and fetishes since this last spring. Of course, I’ve always had my own dungeon – I’ve been a life style domina for many years, and now the possibilities are greater than ever before.

The past year has been full and productive with my achieving my certifications in hypnosis and neuro linguistic programming. It was a lot of work, but well worth the effort and expense. Hypnosis is both fun and fascinating especially combined with bdsm.

Second is the permanent full-time installation of my slave known to the world as Miss Chica. Her presence will enable me to spend more time focusing on creative endeavors instead of life maintenance. No, Dominas are not necessarily all about getting breakfast in bed and going for pedicures, although that is a regular occurrence.

My focus for the winter will be to produce erotic hypnotic MP3s for marketing on my website. Stay tooned for updates on progress there.

Another thing I’m thankful for are all the little and big things that friends, family, and clients have done for me to remind me that I am a special part of their lives at my birthday.

There was even an anonymous gift of my favorite black dragon gloves. (You can never have too much latex or too much lube!)

Thank you, pets, subs, slaves, and everyone else who made my birthday this year such a special one! You know who you are! XOXOXO

Darkness on The Edge of Town Hosts Weekend of Psychic Development

•November 10, 2009 • Leave a Comment

Darkness On The Edge of Town is a radio show and event planning organization hosted by Dave Schrader. This past weekend he hosted a psychic weekend about awakening psychic abilities.

It was three days of presentations, readings, vendors, and gallery readings, and ghost hunting at the Mound Theater in St. Paul (which we did not attend). An excellent line-up of presenters included Chris Fleming, John Oliver, Chip Coffey, Michael and Marti Perry, and locals Echo Bodine and Tim Baxton.

It was an informative, entertaining, and interesting weekend. I found Chris Fleming to be a very regular kind of guy, and very sweet. John Oliver was incredibly dynamic and eager to share years of information within very limited time frameworks. Oliver was the most charismatic presenter in my opinion. Chip Coffey was a hoot! Entertaining, no-nonsense, and a really nice guy with a great sense of irreverent humor. Michael and Marti Perry were amazing. Michael is the medium and Marti draws pictures of dead people. Despite Echo Bodine being local, I’ve never had the opportunity to see her in person, and I was pleasantly surprised. She is a lovely woman, with an obvious but unassuming storehouse of experience and knowledge. I’d definitely be interested in taking her classes. Tim Baxton was a fill-in for Derek Accorah. Perhaps large shoes to try to fill, but I’m not a big fan of Accorah anyway, so I was happy to see Baxton’s talent and composure and down home Minnesota style. I’d definitely go see him.

One of the most important messages I got out of all the presenters was how important meditation is to developing psychic awareness and abilities. They all shared techniques and methods for starting to do this. John Oliver has a meditation center and teaches martial arts as well as doing psychic detective work. At one point in his presentation he asked for a volunteer from the audience to help him demonstrate a stillness technique. My cohorts happily volunteered me and I found myself in front of 300 people about to do something (which was actually nothing!) My task was to stand completely still and not move a muscle. No finger twitching, no eye blinking. Nothing. I was allowed to close my eyes. I was allowed to breathe. Nothing else.

I took a couple of calming breaths, closed my eyes and put myself into an immediate and deep trance. I could hear him speaking, and I could sort of understand the words, but I knew I would not be remembering what he said later. I was aware of my observer self watching me as well. I remained like this until he told me I could open my eyes and go sit down. It took a few moments to get my eyes open, and a bit longer to get my body to respond. Apparently I had been standing up there for 15 minutes or so, and had indeed NOT moved. (He’d had certain sections of the audience watching various parts of me to see if there was any movement). I was, however fighting the urge to open my eyes during the process, and successfully resisted. I did not remember what he had said. He did say that I’d be a good candidate for stillness meditation and thought I’d probably make it through a three hour session no problem. The purpose of stillness is to cross the threshold of distraction, irritation and even pain to a place where your mind can find the stillness to be able to receive. Another technique is sensory deprivation up to 3 months! I’m thinkin’ that’s not my cup of tea!

The other thing I noticed about all the presenters is that they had hypnosis in common. Among other things, hypnosis is a great way to become open to dead people trying to communicate. A few talked about regression therapy in hypnosis. Although no one emphasized hypnosis, they at minimum implied its use. John Oliver was the most open about using hypnosis.

In the vendor area we found a wonderful medium, Maureen Allan, and a hypnotist-palm reader-psychic, John Peterson. We got our auras photographed, and had a lot of fun.

Apparently we have an excursion to make: The Palmer House, a haunted hotel in Sauk Centre, Minnesota. Tim Baxton does readings there and Dave Schrader and his crew have also done some ghost hunting there.

Again, I was told that I’m very psychic by several people. Why me? I don’t think of myself as overly or particularly psychic. One of my cohorts has the desire to actually become a professional psychic and the other has been told he’s going to be a healer. But lately I’ve been singled out a bit for this. It’s a little creepy, but it’s what I’ve been asking the Universe for really. I miss all the paranormal events I used to have in my life.

Although I have a very full and busy life, I can incorporate psychic abilities into all facets of my life and work and use it for everyone’s benefit.

“May the ghost be with you!” is one of my tongue in cheek sayings I used to be quite fond of. However, I am now more aware of the difference between what a ghost and a spirit is. Ghosts are dead people that have not crossed over into the light yet. Spirits are dead people who have crossed over into the light. Spirits may sometimes return to the realm of the living at times before reincarnating (for any number of reasons). Ghosts may or may not know they are dead, and may or may not want to cross over. Spirits know they are dead, and are aware of their spiritual journey and are making preparations for the next reincarnation.

Now, whether any of this is true or not is not important. It’s like doing past life regression with hypnosis. If the client (or you) believes it’s true, and it helps them, that is all that matters. You don’t have to think or believe what I do, and I don’t have to think or believe what you do! If it “works” then it’s valid. I happen to have had enough personal paranormal experiences in my lifetime so as to make it impossible for me not to believe that there are many things we don’t understand about human existence and reality. I think it’s best to keep an open and curious mind.

What an amazing journey!

Feminization

•November 6, 2009 • Leave a Comment

I have a rich history in the bdsm arts including feminization of various sorts . I am honored that so many have trusted Me enough to place their emotional and physical well-being in my hands. I always strive to send someone away from a scene feeling better off than when they arrived. Keep in mind, however, that I am not a trained psychiatric professional and this essay merely reflects my personal experiences! This was essay was originally develped for presentation to a local kink group and is now edited for my blog.

My male cross-dressing slaves generally ask for stockings, shoes, garters, bras, sexy panties, wigs, sometimes dresses or skirts, rarely make-up. Typically, a cross-dresser will want to wear the same type of garment each time he has a session with me. Each person likes cross-dressing for different reasons. The main reason my slaves want to cross dress is because they have a fetish for women’s clothing. A fetish (in the strictest sense) permits sexual response. A fetish can be acquired through nurturing or training, or through unknown means. A true fetish is one where the presence of a non-sexual item (like a shoe) is a requirement for sexual arousal and climax. Sometimes, men will like to cross dress because they have learned to eroticize objects or types of objects, e.g., leather, latex, women’s clothing, which merely increases sexual/erotic response. This is not a true fetish, because the presence of the item is not a necessary requirement for arousal or climax. A key reason for my male slaves is that cross-dressing brings out their submissiveness; and they see me expressly to experience their submissiveness! Cross-dressing facilitates a change in attitude and behavior with radical departure from the “norm.” Often, they have a belief that males are dominant, females are submissive; therefore they need to be female to express submissiveness.

The Domme is in a different category altogether. She is on a pedestal, and allowed to dominate him — sort of a surrogate male dominant (which he would not otherwise want!) She may be the “ultra femme” role model — the extraordinary exception to the D/s rule, and therefore even more powerful and mysterious.

Sometimes cross-dressing is an expression of a real felt need to express another gender and may do so outside and well as inside sessions with me. Cross-dressing is a risk taking behavior, and a serious violation of taboo. Breaking a taboo is a rebellious act and very exciting; usually having to do with dark aspects of human nature: sexuality, violence, death. It is a “safer” way to experience forbidden aspects of their own personality. It also may bring a sense of balance to their life — an integration of their personality which they don’t have much opportunity to experience in our highly judgmental and male-centric culture. A typically dominant, highly driven executive or manager may crave the relief of changing roles completely—including gender roles. In some cases, cross-dressing in session may be a bridge to getting in touch with bisexuality or homosexuality. As a “woman” the cross-dresser can perform acts that are otherwise unacceptable: suck cock (dildo or real), be fucked, either by the stand-in male (the Domina wearing a strap-on) or by a bio male and it is acceptable, non-threatening to his “real” heterosexual identity. Or it may be a way to begin a journey into acknowledging attraction to aspects of homo-erotica or homosexuality.

Putting a man in stockings, heels, corset, or bra and panties, wig, etc. is putting him in bondage physically and mentally. The thrill and fear of restriction and vulnerability is a result of abdication of responsibility, actually freeing him to be more authentically “himself.”  Often, the male will be dressed in frilly panties, or silly costumes that no Domme would EVER wear. I never allow a cross-dresser to wear power clothes like black leather corsets. The way the male wears women’s clothing is designed to make him less powerful.

The Domina may also be in bondage clothing, but the clothing is designed to make her seem more imposing, powerful and dangerous! Stilletto heels are a weapon, leather corsets are like a bullet proof vest, make-up is a mask, and sexy clothing is a weapon to manipulate lust.

Love and hate are two sides of the same spiritual coin. The cross-dresser may be worshipping the Goddess, or be a misogynist. He may be attempting to reconcile conflicting emotions and cognitive dissonance. Admiration, love, hate, fear, and guilt all motivate the cross-dresser. His is a spiritual journey that he likely is not even aware of. There are four stages to his experience: 1) recognition of need/desire, 2) intensifying of need/symbolic distancing from the object of worship, 3) liminality/cresendo 4) resolution/restoration. (See essay on BDSM, Religion, and Spirituality).

The cross-dresser is compelled to cross dress. Whether it is for reasons of expressing a truer gender or whether it is merely a temporary turn-on, he feels a real need. Even if he promises himself that he will stop and he purges all his fetish clothing, he will always be a cross-dresser somewhere in his heart. The gap widens (not closes) between the cross-dresser and his Mistress as his feminine alter ego is put together in a session. It is painfully and pathetically obvious that his is an attempt to worship (or insult) by emulation. The more he tries to be like his Mistress, the more humiliated he becomes. And the more able he is to express his sincere devotion or his loathing. Each piece of clothing intensifies his need. Degradation and objectification aid in the distancing process. The cross-dresser’s alter ego can be nasty and depraved without responsibility or consequences in real life: rape scenes; slut and dildo training; “forced” feminization. Little is too depraved or disgusting for the cross-dresser because “she” deserves the “abuse.” In alter ego “she” will allow herself to be used and abused with gratitude and enthusiasm that would never be tolerated as a male. Each humiliation is a testament to “her” devotion and penance.

The build up crescendos emotionally and physically. As “she” returns to “he” at the end of the scene, the feelings are of having been purged, cleansed, relieved of stress, authenticated, and validated. It’s a spiritual journey, whether the cross-dresser knows it consciously or not. He has just participated in a ritual of spiritual transformation using both physical and emotional means. The Domina is the facilitator – the surrogate Goddess. He is used and abused in the manner of being a woman in order to purge feelings of guilt, shame, self- or other-hatred. Conversely, he has paid the ultimate honor to the Goddess by submitting to her in form and action. At the end of the session, the cross-dresser reclaims his male power and feels “on top of the world.” He is not only restored, but he has been transformed!

As you can see, cross-dressing can definitely play a part in bdsm and kinky sex. Power Exchange is at the root of the scene. Dominance/submission, Bondage, discipline, and sado-masochism may all figure in. Being “forced” to cross-dress is standard bdsm role-play: abdicating responsibility for desired anti-social, or taboo behavior, and submitting to the will of another. Permission is granted to do something or be something in a “safe” environment, usually unthinkable in the “real” world. Part of establishing Dominance and submission is the use of humiliation (again, standard bdsm fare). Humiliation “humbles” — it is NOT shame. Shame is un-penitent guilt. To be humbled is to be absolved of guilt and shame. Doing anything that increases the intensity of the body’s response helps to increase the chances of altering the emotional and mental response – even achieving altered states.

Conversely, by utilizing humiliation, and violation of taboo, the mind excites the body, increasing its response as well. The feelings are eroticized and the body rushes hormones to the brain. So the “bad” experience becomes a good one. Doing something embarrassing (esp. in front of someone) is taking a HUGE spiritual leap of faith. The humiliation is like having a good beating, or near death experience. The endorphin rush is a response to the stress of embarrassment and humiliation. Relieving one kind of stress also relieves others, e.g., the hard day at the office. It’s an attitude adjustment not unlike that accomplished by a good flogging.

Cross-dressing can be a part of performance art: It’s entertainment for self and others. It’s theatrics. It’s fun. It’s being able to laugh at oneself and ridicule while paying homage at the same time. Passing is an important aspect and turn-on for some cross-dressers. Sometimes the cross-dresser will love going out and doing drag shows, or just doing lunch. Gender-fuck is more important for others due to the perceived political impact or sometimes just for mere shock value. Gender fuck is really a turn-on in non-consensual venues, and the ethics are questionable depending on the circumstances. It can be tempting to involve the public non-consensually in what can be considered a bdsm activity. Role play is theatrics, but also serious business.

In strap-on play the woman becomes the penetrator, and male becomes the penetrated. The one “on-top” becomes the dominant, powerful one. The one “on the bottom” becomes the submissive, powerless one. I also use male clothing and attitude to complete the role exchange. More often, though I use female camp to accentuate the difference. The cross-dresser can adopt different personas: slut, sissy maid, and girlfriend are all very popular. It’s cathartic being shameless and vulgar under the direction of the Domina who uses the cross-dresser as Her whore. Our cultural outlook is that when women are [mis]treated it is something that they desire either opening or secretly. Men often find it very exciting and eroticize the experiences. They like to play the part to reassure themselves that their view of reality or behavior is justified. And since women “ask for it” by wearing slutty clothing, etc., they, as males, are not responsible for any of it. True, some women DO love being slutty and whorish and if it is her choice, e.g., in a bdsm context (and there may be others), then that is cool. It is CONSENSUAL in a way that real rape, sexual harassment, and abuse are not.

Or the cross-dresser can be ditzy and silly and it is acceptable—even desired in order to make sure the cross-dresser cannot really approach a good likeness of the Mistress. Making mistakes is a way to garner “punishment” and make the distance between Mistress and maid more obvious. Then again, maybe the fetish is service and wanting to be more feminine in order to express that nurturing caretaking., Especially desired is to be like the Mistress (getting in touch with the Goddess). Then there is full transformation: going out in public and passing. The cross-dresser may be approaching transgender identity. This cross-dresser may have true feelings of wanting to be female or appreciating the feminine on a very deep level. Transsexual and transgender folk fall into a different category than cross-dressers. Theirs is a spiritual and physical journey usually not related to self-hatred or “other” hatred.

Many women (and men) do not understand cross-dressing and do not appreciate the courage it takes to cross-dress. Some are quite disgusted by the whole thing. I find that I am turned-on by the cross-dresser’s inner and outer journey. I feel privileged to facilitate that journey and trusted enough for them to bare their souls to me. I am also just perverted enough to appreciate cross-dressing for all the same reasons that my slaves do whether it’s sincere gender expression or down-and-dirty perverted play. Either way, I get to rise above everyday womanhood and become something extraordinary. I am Male, Female, Deity, Worshipper, and Witness. I get to express my dark side, and be reborn to the light as well! (Edited November 2009)

BDSM, Religion, and Spirituality

•November 6, 2009 • 1 Comment

BBDSM (Bondage/discipline, Dominance/submission, Sadism/masochism) is a relatively unacknowledged path of spirituality. BDSM ritual is similar to religious ritual. The tradition of suffering for redemption, of supreme dominance of a higher power and submission to that higher power, of supplicating before God/dess for grace is rich in ritual and iconography that looks a lot like BDSM. Like religion, BDSM provides a vehicle for transformation of the mundane into the ecstatic. We are on a quest to find the “sacred” consciously, or unconsciously.

Using ritual is a metaphorical way to purge our sin. Some of us find that ritual fulfillment in the arms of a religious community. Some of us find it in the practice of BDSM. Many of us find that we feel no conflict with the practice of both. What is the difference between religion and spirituality? Religions of the World. (St. Martin’s Press/New York 1983 p. 22) characterizes religion as a “relationship, a process, and a system by which humans make contact with a wider, other-than-human, symbolic context, in which life is thought to acquire its fundamental sanction, value, significance, and vitality”. Humans have a “religious need” to experience a “symbolic transformation” consisting four phases:  Recognition of specific religious needs; Intensification of religious needs by symbolic distancing; A liminal or betwixt-and-between phase; and, Satisfaction through symbolic restoration, renewal, realignment, and/or rebirth. Webster’s dictionary describes “spiritual” as “1 of the spirit or the soul, often in a religious or moral aspect, as distinguished from the body.”

Spirituality can certainly exist apart from religion. Religions are concerned with spiritual matters; however, spirituality does not necessarily need the context of formal religion. We often (but not always) use the body to pave a path to the spirit. Many religions use physical “punishments” as part of the transformation process. Self flagellation is still a familiar ritual around the world. The crucifixion of Christ is a prime example. Religion is the social/political system and spiritual connection is the individual experience. Engaging in BDSM plays out a spiritual quest for “sacred satisfaction.” BDSM scenes, role playing, and D/s relationships all follow a process that seeks a transformative experience. The submissive/bottom experiences the process directly, and the Dominant/top experiences the process indirectly or vicariously. Like the role of a church, the BDSM community in general instructs and initiates individuals into the traditions and provides the cultural system. We follow a path toward meeting “religious needs,” that is, belonging to a spiritual family or community, sometimes without really even being aware of it.

The first of the four phases of symbolic transformation is Recognition. A disorder in our world is perceived—however vaguely—and we are drawn to seek order through a system of behavioral sanctions. That need is often felt as a longing for a connection to something greater than ourselves—to the sacred essence that validates our very existence. We realize that we have a personal need that we must find a way to meet. We feel like something is wrong perhaps–or missing–in our life. Many people look at BDSM as just a way to add spice to their sex life—a little kink to make sex more exciting. But that is not the whole story. On some level we feel a longing that we are acutely aware is abnormal to the rest of society. Once we have overcome the apparent contradiction of being a “pervert” with our self-image as a “good” person, we are on our way down a spiritual path that can meet our needs. Many of us feel that our world started to make sense somehow when we finally discovered BDSM. This is a powerful need that cannot be denied. People need not be “religious” to play out the symbolic process.

Second, we seek to accentuate the distinction between our mortal, mundane existence and that of a higher power by Distancing. To do that, we use many methods: Master/slave roles, Top/bottom roles, or even through a generalized awareness of the special outcaste status that practitioners of BDSM occupy. When someone “submits” to another, they are giving up rank in a hierarchy and control to someone else, implicitly admitting that they need the order and safety provided from another source outside themselves. That need is a spiritual need, and the devotion to God/dess is transferred to a symbolic entity: the Master/Mistress, Dom/Domme. This powerful person represents the order and personal validation the submissive desires. The submissive symbolically worships their Dominant confident that it will set their world right. In specific scenes, that dynamic might be played out with humiliation, bondage, punishment, or service of some sort. The person seeking “salvation” or “sacred satisfaction” (the supplicant) requires distancing from the sacred object in order to sharpen their awareness of their need. Greater satisfaction is achieved through greater distancing.

Liminality is the third phase of the spiritual quest and a crucial aspect to BDSM play. While experiencing that much sought after altered consciousness called “sub-space” or “top space” the rest of the world is “gone.” While BDSM play and role play is often considered fantasy and not real, the impact is very real. The intensely altered states made possible by BDSM removes us from the everyday realm, and can take us onto an unusual spiritual plane. Often, the state of sub-space is compared to being on a drug. Many religions use drugs to enhance or facilitate the spiritual journey. The fact that those using BDSM are getting there through endorphins and not peyote seems to matter little. We can also get to an altered or transformed state through meditation (and sometimes through hypnosis). There are many paths that lead to the same place.

But what about the Dominant? As a surrogate divinity, they cannot worship themselves directly; instead, they must experience their own devotion to God/dess vicariously. Often, Dominants explain how they feel in a scene or relationship by describing an out-of-body awareness that puts them in the place of their submissive. Not only do they experience their own dominance, but they feel their submissive’s experience as well. The submissive’s journey is traveled vicariously by the Dominant, but is also facilitated by the Dominant. The end result is a spiritual experience for both parties.

The final step is Restoration or rebirth. “The emergence of sacred satisfaction restores people as symbolically new, reborn beings who are sanctioned, empowered, significant, and valuable. Restoration is often accompanied by actions symbolizing rebirth, resuscitation, transfiguration, release from bondage, or healing.” (p 15) The after care portion of a scene debriefs the traveler and gives him or her time to process an extraordinary event. In fact, without that finale, the transformation is incomplete and the experience of sacred satisfaction looses its impact. We need to have validation and recognition that our needs have been met. The varied rituals surrounding BDSM play facilitates and dramaticizes the process. Not everyone needs the pomp and circumstance, of highly ritualized BDSM, or of organized religion, but they can be useful tools. We are communal creatures and desire to belong and be accepted. Symbols and rituals help cement our homogeneousness (even in a marginalized community) and reassure us that we have a valuable place within that community.

Sacred space is very important as well. Religions build churches, temples, mosques, etc. It’s no surprise that for BDSM we create dungeons and play areas and often have strict rules of behavior (often codified, and enforced by special dungeon monitors) while we are in our sacred space. Organized BDSM clubs are also an important part of creating leadership and rites, which extend political power, so essential in creating a community. Leaders in our community often emerge as shamans of sorts; witting or unwitting facilitators of a journey into the realm of sacredness and transformation.

BDSM can be a very powerful experience. Sometimes, it’s just plain fun, Let your spirit free!

(Edited November 2009)

Pony Play Championships Northern Minnesota August 2009

•November 6, 2009 • Leave a Comment

Several years ago I was one of the pioneers in the local Twin Cities pony play scene bringing My knowledge and expertise as an owner and trainer of bio equines into play with My human pony girl trixy.

As a lifestyle domina, and Mistress of The Haven (My private, discreet, pro dungeon north Minneapolis), I practice the art of hypnosis and neuro-linguistic programming along with classic bdsm. Spirituality, theology, philosophy and psychology are high on the list of My interests, intertwining with the practical and metaphysical exploration of bdsm, including pony play.

How does pony play fit in? Facilitating the pony’s journey into equine headspace involves going on a spiritual journey with the pony. Whether it is silly fun, serious pony-ego replacement, S/m pony play, or show pony play, there is a profound level of trust and acceptance that must be exchanged along with the obvious power exchange. The pony gets into a hypnotic trance, or head space, of being a pony — whether they know it or not! Most just think of it as really, really cool subspace. That role can be enhanced, or even induced by the handler or trainer. So hypnosis is a great tool to facilitate the pony play experience.

The beauty of pony play is that you can do it with absolutely nothing more than desire and a piece of string, or with elaborate and expensive gear. The possibilities are limitless.

I was one of two judges along with Madam Rebecca Wilcox (now of Stockholm) and we had a great and silly time watching the antics of the ponies competing for our approval. The event was hosted by Mistress Gwen Freestorm on Her horse ranch. We played in the dungeon, attended workshops by Madam Wilcox and Mistrss Saskia from Denver. The food was outstanding, the old and new friends were a pleasure, and the weather wasn’t even too bad! At the end of the weekend, The Mistresses went for a bio equine ride in the woods — just marvelous! Can’t wait to do it next year!

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Judging the line up of ponies

Careinapony

Lady Careina trains horse with no name"

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onyx the rubber pony cavorts

Careina

Ready when you are!

Halloween Review

•November 5, 2009 • 1 Comment

fHalloween has always been my favorite holiday. I’m inclined a bit toward the occult anyway, so immersing myself in the trappings of ghosts and goblins (and whathaveyou) just seems to come naturally to me. I like to have fun with Halloween, however. I don’t take it or myself too seriously. I mean REALLY! People get SO serious about just about everything these days…

Even though I’ve had personal experience with many paranormal phenomena, I’d go crazy if I couldn’t also be entertained by it all.

To that end, My slave chica and I found ourselves in a small northern town out of state on Halloween, dressed about as campy as you can get (for that town anyway) and looking for fun. We met a friend at a marvelous wine bar (who’d guess!) and soothed ourselves with some of the best apps and vino that would rival the BEST in the Twin Cities! No kidding!! It’s really my favorite place to go. The shrimp is to DIE for, and so is the crab rangoon — made with real crab and nestled in an open wonton. Unbelievable!

To spice things up a bit we moved over a block and a half to the local strip club to watch another friend do her “thing.” Her thing is sketching portraits while doing the hoola hoop on stage as she strips. My slave got her portrait done while I was flirting with the lesbian bar tender. Later that evening after I had consumed a few specially concocted rum drinks, our other friend decided to demonstrate his Smith and Wesson hand cuffs on Me! I’m a good sport, you know…

…BUT when he tried to unlock the damn things, he broke off the key leaving me stuck in one. The only way out was to find a cop. HMMMM. OR to use my contortionist talent in arranging my flanges so as to duplicate the same procedure as fisting in order to extricate myself from My bondage. With the aid of liberal amounts of lube…er…chap stick….

It worked! I excaped with only minor abrasions! WHEW! That’s about as subby as I get my dears.

On a more somber note, we were confronted with the fact that we “weren’t in Kansas anymore” when the butch dyke manager carded my slave and me. Apparently, some small town repressed hick saw my T-gurl slave and me in the ladies’ bathroom and reported us! We were “politely” warned to watch it, which put a bit of a damper on the evening.

I feel VERY fortunate to be living in Minnesota which is so progressive and cosmopolitan. Transgendered people are part of a protected class here, and NO ONE would think twice about a respectful T-gurl using the ladies bathroom. It’s a good thing it was late and we didn’t need to figure out which bathroom to use next. She needed help from Me to do the deed, as she was quite corseted! LOL

So we confronted some demons of our own that evening.

All adventures involve the potential for some risk and reward.

Are you ready for YOURS???

Miss Chica introduces herself

•November 5, 2009 • Leave a Comment

chica_floggerHello everyone,

I am known to my Mistress as chica, or slave.
You may call me Miss Chica, Nurse Chica, or Mommy Chica.

I am in a 24/7 TPE (Total Power Exchange) relationship with Mistress. Yes, this is more than work or play for us. We live this lifestyle!

I am a complicated individual. I consider myself transgendered. I am both masculine and feminine. I believe I have the best of both worlds, and Mistress intends to keep it that way! Sexuality? Well, my sexuality belongs to Mistress. She owns me. But I identify my sexuality as being somewhere in the middle or fluid — perhaps on a continuum.

I am a;so a nurse. Yes, a real nurse. Medical play is one of my favorite types of play. But to be honest, there is not a single kink that I have tried yet which I haven’t enjoyed in some way or another. This is an amazing journey for me. My nurturing side is one side of me. But Mistress can vouch for the fact that I also have a darker side. Pain play, needle play, single tail, flogging, caning, spanking, humiliation, and many other things are a great pleasure for me as well.

And I can’t leave out bondage…. I can remember the first time when I felt excited when I was tied up. I was only a kid. I was too young to feel aroused. But I KNEW that I liked being tied up. And now, it has become a significant part of my kink. I love all types of bondage. Straitjackets, mummification, cuffs, rope bondage, hoods, and more! There is nothing that compares with the feeling of being totally helpless, fully restrained and unable to escape. The powerlessness. The surrender. Struggling is useless.

Such a wonderful escape!
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