A Slave, A Leatherman, A Fetishist/Slut, A French Maid and A Witness
We learn and then we teach. Every Intensive scene dynamics segment is improvised, a demonstration in the moment of the various flavors of kink I embrace. It is also a bit of a review of the hands-on we have shared with the students all weekend. I want the participants to feel what kinds of play call to them and inspire how to make it real for themselves.
Since the class is at the Citadel, SF’s community Club, a bit of roleplay fit in easily. I invite the students to be the Club’s “audience,” enjoying a BDSM presentation/scene directed before their eyes by me, the Mistress of Ceremonies with several of the kinky submissives who serve the course. That afternoon I invite The Slave-Shaman, a versatile Leatherman, a sassy and sexy FrenchMaid, fetishistic male Diva/Slut, and a shy Witness.
I order the silent Witness to just sit on the floor. He wore a black mesh hood. Across the room, the fetishistic male Diva/Slut in thigh-high shiny patent leather stiletto boots sprawled provocatively on the stairs. The Slave in service to the Goddess in every Woman offers his most sincere worship of the strap-on phalluses worn by our students sitting together on the banquette. Behind the bar, the Feisty French Maid, a consummate coquette, could not help but attract attention to herself, hence deserving a quick fiery caning. She took it well, raising the energy in the room and my hunger for what was to come!
I explained to all that I had invited a versatile leatherman friend to this particular Intensive to add a flavor of Ethical BDSM Protocol and Play. I appreciate his style: direct, humble, trained in D/s ways, with a good masochistic streak despite his strong presence. It is my pleasure to flog him and he loves to be flogged.
As I show him my collar, we suddenly realize that for all the times we have played privately, this was a first for us! Do you accept my collar? “Yes, Madame,” is the Leatherman’s simple reply. I started on his back. “One Madame, Thank You Madame, Please may I have another?” What do you say on social media? Big time Signal Boost! I flog his back and then his chest, hard, with two identical short floggers, one in each hand. Our eyes on each other until his rolled up in his head. We raise a lot of power in our fiery exchange, and to shift the energy, I have him sit on the leather covered bench. No need to tell him to be still or put his his eyes down. He just does.
Turning my attention to the Slave, the scene becomes ritual, and I step into the role of Priestess. The Slave will serve us as a channel for an energy pull: a piercing practice of connecting with a partner using needles under tension. Receptive as always, the two 19 gauge needles slip through his slave’s heart chakra and I attach the sterile cord. We are ready.
I reach for a short lead to attach to the seated Leatherman’s collar and bring him closer. At that moment, I am surprised to discover that it is not my lead I hold in my hands, but Mark Thompson’s. Sam had put in on the cart along with my floggers, and other implements. The words flow out of my mouth: “This lead was Mark’s.” Advocate, pioneer in the Leather scene, writer, and also my mentor, Mark died a few months ago. He was close friends with all three of us.
The Slave pulls quite hard against the cord tied to the needles on his chest. His body is shaking, His right arm and his hand are up in the air reaching for some big energy….I am holding onto Mark’s chain: His presence is palpable! The three of us have tears in our eyes. The Priestess in me knows that we are in a place that is not a place, we are between the worlds. We honor The Leatherman in Mark and truly let him go. Love never dies!
Right after our unexpected emotional experience, I am told that I turned to the students and said, “I’m sorry, but this just got very real and we had to go with it.”
I think if Mark were still here reading all these online discussions about whether kink is the umbrella term and leather is a subset, and who should hold what contest where, he would want us to recognize the magic we create is what really matters. With love and concern for each other as well as ourselves, BDSM is a path of pleasure, empowerment and spiritual connections. Thank you Mark.
The Witness writes:
As the flogging gets more intense the room kind of drops away, the tears have reached my mouth, and they’re delicious. I’m super grateful I was given the option to watch and obediently sit still, because I feel like my chest has been opened wide, and any sort of pain or punishment or new emotional sensation would be too much, I’m in such a vulnerable and excited place for everyone there.
The Sassy French Maid writes:
We never know what exactly will unfold in a Scene Dynamics improvisation, and I was bowled over by the power of this one. I started out as a naughty masochist and worked my way up to full-on tease as I flirted with the Diva/Slut; the energy building as Madame flogged the Leatherman and the Slave pleasured the students in their strap-ons. I then assisted the Priestess for the piercing, but cast solemnity to the wind when given the opportunity to flirt with the Witness, who was admirably chaste. As a result, I got sent to stand in a corner for the ritual: Madame did not approve of my hijinks! So it was that I, too, became a witness to the beautiful moments that passed between the Priestess, the Slave and the Leatherman. Though my back was turned, I could see the energy pull through a mirror on the wall. The Diva/Slut, the Witness and I were holding space for the Players in the center of the room. The atmosphere was electric, and the depth of emotion was profound. I, too, had to collect myself at the scene’s end. Tears were rolling down my cheeks, though I had never met Mark Thompson. As we each returned to the here and now, we embraced the other Players with long, satisfying deeply human hugs. What a journey!
The students scenes that evening were strong and beautiful.
In kink, with heart, and leather pride,
The next Erotic Dominance Intensive weekend is for Women Tops and Switches April 22-23 at the SF Citadel, the the Men’s Intensive weekend will follow June 10-11, 2017. Apply at www.sm-arts.com