Lady MorningStar

Corseting via piercings  is old new for people in the lifestyle but its fun to read a vanilla take on this sexy subject. Click here for the article.

The photo below is an example of non-permanent corseting. With My darling slave as a lovely canvas I used surgical staples and threaded ribbons through the loops. This is a very easy, cheap, fun and temporary way to corset. For more intricate look medical needles can be used in place of the staples and beads, feathers, velvet, leather (or whatever you choose) can be used in place or in addition to the ribbon.

Corseting with surgical staples

I know what you have been thinking…Is she EVER going to update this site?! And the answer is yes. I have been focused on building up my photography portfolio so I have been a little distracted. Once I have some strong work I will update the photos.

So stay tuned

This afternoon I was poking about the internet and I landed on a very funny site called Very Demotivational. It parodies the Motivational posters that were incredibly popular in the 90′s. One in particular caught my eye (see below).

This was a very funny bit to me. After I finished laughing I checked out the comments connected to the joke. The first round of comments (#1-30) were just lighthearted funny comments. The ones below that took on a whole other tone once a full on debate between those in the scene (who perhaps took themselves to seriously) and those who believe that those not in the scene  (who were in no way shape or form were trying to understand the other side’s views). Thankfully there are a couple jokesters that add some much needed levity to the heated “discussion”.

I pasted a small section of the comments below the joke; ending with joke for some symmetry. To see the whole debate click here…

kelly

July 29, 2010 at 12:11 am

Vanillas don’t understand scenes such as this. They think if she is being tied up it is must be because he wants to harm and disrespect her. We kinky folk see a different motivation- it is because he desires her and wants to possess her. She is a love object. Like in romance novels, the hero ravishes the girl not as an act of hatred- but because he is in madly love. Its a Crime of Passion. Such games are so women can have a “nice guy” who is a “bad boy” in bed.

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• john

  July 29, 2010 at 3:45 am

  …wow

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• …..

  July 29, 2010 at 7:13 am

  That’s what I tell my goats.

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• Eric

  July 29, 2010 at 7:27 am

  What the hell is a vanilla? I’m guessing I want to be one.

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  • redwraithvienna

    July 29, 2010 at 7:55 am

    vanillas are people who dont have any form of kinky sex.

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    • Justice

      July 29, 2010 at 9:23 am

      They also end up in the hospital less often with items they can’t extract on their own.

      My girlfriend is a nurse. At least one a week comes in.

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      • WTFail89

        July 29, 2010 at 5:22 pm

        And I’m betting the main reason for various accidents is
        “I fell on it”

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      • stan

        July 29, 2010 at 10:40 pm

        This doesn’t even make sense. If they couldn’t extract the object “on their own” how could they be role playing? It requires a partner. You’re talking people masturbating with objects like coke bottles, which is not even BDSM related. I have been to many play parties and events and nobody ever ended up in the hospital. Get a book like “screw the roses send me the thorns” and get educated before you get close-minded and judgmental.

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        • Justice

          July 30, 2010 at 11:43 am

          She’s given me enough details to know they weren’t alone, especially when they are not driven by themselves, and they come in with red marks all over them suggesting some kind of flagellation, and portions of their body compressed and red as if they were strapped down or tied up.

          I don’t care what you do to get your jollies, don’t act as if everyone else has to enjoy what you people do.

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          • Creative Anarchy

            August 4, 2010 at 10:34 pm

            You tell em Justice. Goodness knows God fearing folks like us have never engaged in a threesome or had any sort of fantasy scenario in bed, engaged in oral sex or had a preference for a specific race or hair color. Hell we Vanillas don’t even engage in “The Act” unless it’s for good old fashioned procreation. You Kinky folk are just wrong!

Human-Sized Finger Trap

Had a scene with a very naughty boi a few weeks ago. This individual, whom we will call thomas, shares my enjoyment of total enclosure and sensory deprivation.

In case you are unfamiliar with either of those terms – total enclosure, as its defined in my glossary, is a type of bondage that involves the complete encasement of the bottom. Sensory deprivation involves restricting some or all senses (sight, sound, smell, touch and taste) from the bottom. Both of those forms of play give me a sense power and control over the bottom. Dictating what they will hear, smell, feel or even how much oxygen the may breath makes the victim helpless and completely at the Tops mercy. It is obvious that the Top must be highly skilled and in tune with the needs of the bottom. Trust must be at the forefront for both play partners as well as fully explained and understood safety instructions, safe words (or in the case of total encasement – safety motions).

For this particular total enclosure and sensory deprivation scene thomas and I had discussed role-playing a kidn@pping. These are scenes I specialize in. Over the past few years the illustrious Mz Fawn and Lady LJ have taught me and helped me to organize kidn@pping scenes. Some were very elaborate involving moving the ‘victim’ from one geographic location to another or very simple one where the capturing is conducted through intense mental control. I thank them both for bestowing such knowledge upon me because all the nuances that make a kidn@pping scene safe and success cannot be learned in a book or picked up in some online video.

The capturing of thomas was based in mental control. When he arrived to the play space he was quickly and literally shoved into a holding area. No small talk exchanged or grand tour given. I dressed in my military Dominant gear – black leather pencil skirt, 10-strapped curve hugging leather corset, a black leather bomber hat and knee high black patent leather boot with 5-inch heels. After preparing the spaces that were going to thomas’ prison cells I rapped on the door to the holding pen and called thomas forward. Commanded him to walk the length of the hallway to the double doors at the end. One of those doors was slightly ajar and the room darkened. He was slightly hesitant to enter so I gave him a push.

As he stood alone in the center of the room I asked him the basic health and safety questions, told him the safe word and motion. He then did something so egregious that got my blood to boil. Dear little thomas asked me if I had the equipment on hand to record the session, I said no he then produced a smart phone and attempted to video and or audio tape our scene. That was a HUGE no-no, a flagrant violation. he was there for MY amusement and for MY pleasure not to record our session for his personal collection. To correct the issue of the smart phone’s presence I had him remove every article of clothing, fold them neatly and hand them and the phone over to me. I then took the items far out of the room. Out of sight, out of my mind.

Having said all that I must say that this transgression made for excellent cannon fodder, as I was certainly pumped and ready to punish this untrained bottom. One issue though – he was not a masochist and would therefore he would quickly safe-word on me if I really had my way with him. So as I stated earlier this would be a mental game not a physical. So I had to approach this methodically and thusly take him out of his comfort zone.

First, I selected a good sturdy set of wrist and ankle cuffs then a thick rubber bit gag. Each was applied to thomas. Steel clips were added to the wrist cuffs to limit his movement. I left the ankle cuffs alone as I needed his legs to be useful. thomas then began to mutter and cry out. And although a gag muffled his meaningless words and restraints held him still they only proved to be a good start not nearly enough to get the job done. A black leather hood featuring zipped eye and mouth holes was pulled over his head and then slowly laced in the back to begin his journey into total encasement. As the hood tightened it became evident that thomas was slipping into subspace. he murmured more and more from behind the hood, he began to sweat and his cock enlarged to half mass.

Having prepped my captive to turned my attention to a device that I have grown to love – a human-sized motorized finger trap (see above) that can pull over 500 pounds off the ground. I grasped its wired remote and pushed the button to have the human trap lowered to the ground. The overhead mechanical sound must have caught thomas off guard as he jumped and turned his body in the direction of the sound. he was unable to see the contraption that awaited him so he began to chomp on his bit gag and speak as loudly as he possibly could.

Grabbing my captive by the arm I pulled him closer to the finger trap. I kneeled down to grasp thomas’ ankle to guide his leg into the device. Once he was in the correct spot I began to encapsulate him in the trap. When my victim was secured he was locked in head to toe. thomas began to wiggle and squirm in the finger trap, which made me laugh quite a bit. Taking a few steps back I reached for the switch that activated the trapping mechanism. Pressing up on the switch caused the trap to begin rising off the ground. As it rose, with poor thomas inside, it began to squeeze him ever so slowly. The mechanical sound the motor generated was uncanny. When the floor of the finger trap reached approximately 3 feet off the ground I released the switch and the motor shut off.

Now my captive was a helpless little worm dangling at the end of my hook. I gave the finger trap a light push and consequently thomas began to swing back and forth. A second push caused him to swing faster and farther. My captive began to grunt and struggle. While the trap swung on it own like a pendulum I scoured the room for toys.

The first item up was an electrified tennis racquet. It emits low voltage sparks of electricity. I crept close to thomas, who was still swinging but just barely, my eyes locked onto a piece of ass that was squished between the weaving of the trap and then unexpectedly tapped him with the racquet. his entire body convulsed and he grunted. I tapped his ass meat again and again and again. Before he could get desensitized to the sensation I selected another of exposed flesh to torture. After I had had my fill I moved onto a horsetail flogger. The beauty of a horsetail flogger is that they are stingy but not too much for someone with a low pain tolerance can’t handle it. Additionally, I love the way a flogger of any material sounds as it swishes through the air before finding its target, which it did a multitude of times much to thomas’ chagrin.

Our scene came to a dramatic end when the final toy was put into use – a Magic Wand vibrator. The head of the vibrator was rubbed over every exposed, protruding piece meat. As good as it feels to have a vibrator pressed against the skin Magic Wands emit an extremely intense vibration. Not the sensual feeling most people are used to experiencing. That intensity can certainly ruin a special moment (if you know what I mean). Aaaahhh…isn’t frustration the perfect punishment for a naughty boi?

Today my slave and I are going to what is sure to be a very exciting event at the Playhouse – a Rope Bondage Intensive. This is a 4-hour event that involves hands on practice. I am incredibly excited about attending this class as rope has begun to become a fixture in all of my play as of late. Just recently I had a 2-hour rope suspension scene with a very good play partner (that story is for another post).

Under the guidance of Midori I have learned just how intimate rope bondage can be and I am very hopeful to learn new techniques that will continue to enhance the relationship I have with my slave.

To learn more about the class and its instructor, Lolita Wolf, just click the following link …and be sure to check out the comment section

Surveying the Scene

It may have ben noticed that this blog has be inactive for several months. For the past few months it was necessary to take a step back from my busy leather life and to simply become a spectator. I will not go into the details behind my hiatus but I am certain it is easy to understand what I mean by – family comes first.

With that said I owe two people in my life a great deal of gratitude for getting me through the dark times of the recent past – Lady LJ and my slave larry. They were and are the rocks in my life. And I am very thankful to have two such wonderful people in both my vanilla and leather lives. I am a very fortunate Domme.

**The image above is care of one of my favorite sites: mthruf***

Busy, busy, busy

This Domina has been one busy bee as of late. Currently:

• I am building an online portfolio (a website) that will feature my photographic work.
• I am putting the petal to metal on my personal photography studio/ personal play area.
• Gearing up for the Charm City Fetish Fair
• Beginning to plan to wine events for my Femme Domme friends.
• Writing the following blog posts:
  • The “Capturing of thomas” – the tale of kidnapping scene I had a couple weeks ago
  • Meeting Midori
• Creating a new email account: LadyMorningStar@LadyMorningStar.com

Continue to check back as my life of leather continues to evolve.

First Toes of Spring 2010

Spring has certainly sprung and I have beautiful hot pink toes so I can really hit the town this evening in this lovely spring weather. Tonight, I am going to downtown Baltimore with my slave to a pansexual learning center and store named  Sugar.  This learning center is focused on positive learning about sex and sexual behavior. My slave will be taking a rope class taught but the Queen of Japanese rope bondage - Midori. For those who have not heard of her she is the author of several bestselling BDSM books such as the Wild Side of Sex – The Book of Kink and The Seductive Art of Japanese Bondage, she has also been featured on HBO and has taught her craft all over the world.

Tonight’s class is titled – “Hands on Rope Bondage”. The course description states that the students will learn several techniques for restraints, body harnesses and new positions all while keeping safety at forefront. In addition, students are to be dressed comfortably and bring at least 2 sets of 15 and 2 sets of 25-foot rope bundles. Rope is going to be available for purchase if students need any. Thankfully I have plenty of rope so I won’t need to purchase any. I will, however, be perusing through the sex toyshop after the class so who knows what nasty new implement I may pick up this afternoon.

I am super excited about this class and the chance to meet such a fabulous Femme Domme. Many thanks to my slave who found the information for this amazing class, and will be escorting me to it. It will be very fun learning new techniques along with him, as that will only enrich our play in the future.

**On a side note I must also thank him for all the work he put into pampering of my feet this weekend.**

Beautiful mementos

Last weekend, my dear friend Lady LJ invited a lovely group of Femme Dommes and those that serve us into her home for a Femme Domme Ladies of Tea social. It was, as they all are, joyous occasions where Femme Dommes are able to sit and dine together in Sisterhood. Our submissives and slaves handled the stations in the kitchen – cooking, plating meals, washing dishes, chilling water, popping corks and heating water. The males were also serving the Ladies directly in the dining area.

Morning of the Tea

Three aspects were different this Tea versus Teas of time past. First, this was a very special Tea in honor of Lady LJ taking Ownership of slave that has become near and dear to her heart – slave micha. he is dedicated male coming all the way from Germany to service and care for his Queen. I am very happy to have met him and I am even happier that Lady LJ is one step closer to running the type of household she has always wanted and deserves.

The second difference is that my slave was leading the service charge. Since he was offered the lead over 6 weeks ago he has been diligently planning how he could improve upon previous services. In my opinion he had excellent ideas and worked incredibly hard at their execution. he lead with strength and valor. Keeping every submissive involved in multiple aspects of the Tea and helping them to feel like they were part of a team was his focus. I am very proud of him and efforts. And I thank him for bringing honor to my name.

Thirdly, I was the co-hostess. What an honor! My role as co-hostess involved scouring the earth with Lady LJ for gift items for our guests. Answering any questions my slave had during service. Greeting the Ladies as they arrived. Keeping the conversation moving in Lady LJ’s absence.

As always the Femme Domme Ladies Tea was a smashing event. Wonderful times were had by one and all. All the Ladies left with the feeling of relaxation and precious Tea inspired gifts (see photo above). The gentleman walked away with a sense of happiness and a job well done. I would like to give a huge thank you to Lady LJ for bringing Femme Dommes and those that serve us together under one roof for another fantastic Femme Domme Ladies of Tea social.

Land of Misfit Toys

Last September my dear friend Lady LJ had a submissive male visiting with her for a week. This gentleman, whom we will call Edward, was hailing from Israel. he seemed like a sadist dream – loved highly intense spanking, paddling, caning , sjambok (pronounced: shambok) across his ass. (I know “sjamboking” isn’t a word but who knows it may become slang in the leather community). No matter how hard the spanking got he would gain and maintain a raging hard-on. And without touching his cock he would reach orgasm as the spanking’s intensity grew. I never witnessed such a climax but Lady LJ and this submissive has numerous tales of this. he however cannot stand much pain on any other portion of his body but hey no ones perfect.

In the two occasions that I had the pleasure of playing with edward I got a mighty work out. Lady LJ and I took turns tag teaming this submissive. I would start to wail on him while she physically restrained him and then she would tag in and take on the paddling while I held him in place. It was during these scenes that I learned of the joy of physically restraining a bottom without relying on dungeon furniture or rope.

While restraining him I would either hold him close with my arms looped under his armpits, his head nestled on my shoulder, my chin pressed firmly into his. From this vantage point I had a ringside seat to the spanking that the highly experienced Lady LJ placed onto his ever-reddening backside. As his head rested on my shoulder his lips were lightly pressed against the base of my neck, which a hot spot and therefore it is highly sensitive. I could feel his lips quiver as sharp exhales of air escape from his lungs with every blow. As the pounding of his ass mounted the energy in the room continued to rise. Giving me a sense of connection to both Lady LJ and her submissive friend. This sense of connection was quite dreamlike as it was the first time that Lady LJ and I had shared a submissive male since our trip to Frankfurt, Germany last year. There were many times during this two-day spank-fest with edward that took me right back to the fun I greatly enjoyed with Lady LJ in Europe.

As I mentioned that the scenes I had with Lady LJ and her gentleman friend seemed like a sadist’s dream but I must say at time this dream had a few funny (ha-ha and weird) moments. These moments would occur during the most intense times of the spankings. The first occurrence happened on day one and involved a very thick wooden paddle shaped like a hand having its thumb snapped off. Lady LJ who has owned this paddle since its conception over 20 years ago was a bit dismayed to see its demise. Eventually, we all laughed it off and moved onto a tool typically used in a disciplinary manner, a yard stick ruler, in order to punish him for breaking Lady LJ’s beloved paddle. However the joke was on us when the yardstick broke too! After the braking of two toys and then sitting in amazement of the dexterity of edward’s buns we called an end to the night deciding to start over again the following evening.

Sjambok

Upon returning home I gathered my forces (my most severe and sturdy tools) for our rematch with edward the iron assed submissive. In my arsenal contained a solid rubber single-piece sjambok, a 30-inch long acrylic paddle, a series of freshly oiled rattan canes, a 25-inch long leather Canadian prison style reformatory paddle and my absolute favorite tool a Dragon’s Paw from Dragon Tailz. A Dragon’s Paw is a lightweight 18-inch long, ¼ inch thick acrylic paddle featuring a series of holes that both cut down on wind resistance and sucks up the bottom flesh into the hole causing a greater sting upon impact. Due to its size and weight it is incredibly easy to swing either light or heavy strokes and despite it size and weight it had proven to be very durable.

I returned to Lady LJ’s lovely home the following evening. edward served us a nice light meal of fresh green salad, and a broiled crab cake accompanied by chilled sparkling water. After dinner we all moved into Lady LJ’s dungeon area to begin the real festivities.

edward undressed, Lady LJ began to stretch her arms and back, I removed my pants, shoes, socks and shirt, donning only jeweled tank top and matching panties. At that point Lady LJ and I began the dance of one spanking and the other physically restraining our prey. When it came time for me to lead the charge I pulled out the big guns first and started my round with the sjambok. With well-timed strikes his ass began to twitch in a fight or flight response to the pain. Next came the 30-inch paddle to get the buns hot. As edward began to struggle more harshly so he was pulled closer to the floor for better control. Finally to finish this bloke off I took my Dragon’s Paw into my right hand and then locked my bare legs around his thighs; our bodies were locked together in the shape of the letter “t”. After edward was secure I used the Dragon’s Paw to rain down an incredibly fast barrage of punishing blows upon his ass. As the strikes were hailing down edward really began to squirm and cry out. Lady LJ and I held our ground and kept our captive still enough to get us into Top space. Just as this scene was reaching its crescendo I heard a loud crack; the top third of my beloved Dragon’s Paw went flying through the air. Devastation washed over me. edward’s iron-like hide thwarted us all- Lady LJ and I never reached our peaks and poor edward who had maintained an erection until this point was left half cocked.

So I must bid adieu to Lady LJ’s paddle and yardstick, to my Dragon’s Paw, to edward and his iron ass.