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Enfettered – Exquisite BDSM Equipment

Posted on 24/08/2022 by Mistress Sidonia

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Enfettered – Exquisite BDSM Equipment

Enfettered is an on-line supplier of BDSM play room furniture and equipment plus a huge selection of some of the finest fetish toys you can find. What they themselves call the ‘best of the best’. It’s an endeavour set up by genuine scene players who have a wealth of knowledge and experience of kinky play. We just can’t recommend them enough!

Their range of toys and equipment for the serious player is extensive. It will take you quite some time to browse though the website. Enfettered has sourced some of the best kit from around the world and within the UK. Electrical devices, hoods, bondage kit, impact implements, milking & fucking machines, CBT & NT toys & breath play – to name just some of the categories of gear they offer.

Bespoke BDSM Furniture
However what Enfettered really excels in is exceptional elaborate bespoke BDSM furniture. Currently they offer a range of classic Dungeon furniture: their Pro-Line & the ET ‘Exquisite Torment’ modular Line. Both ideal for hardcore players and studios. Alternatively you can discuss all your needs with them, working with their expertises to have their furniture adapted or made to your specific requirements.

You can visit them at their showroom to look at their wares and talk through in person all your requirements. Enfettered is situated just 15 minutes from both Jct 14 &15 (Newport Pagnell) off the M1; 10 minutes from the A5; that’s about an hour from Birmingham & London, UK.

Breath Play Equipment & Rigs
Alongside their bespoke dungeon furniture they are also making quite a name for themselves in producing some amazing and super popular breath play toys & equipment. Here Sara explains some of the basics of an Enfettered Breath Play Rig.

Handcrafted Single-Tail Whips
And of course one half of the partnership that runs Enfettered is a renowned whip maker in their own right. He’s been splicing for over 30 years and building whips for 20, making him one of the forerunners & pioneers of BDSM whip making in the UK. So we can safely say their handmade whips and impact toys are of the highest quality and workmanship.

Only recently I purchased for The English Mansion, a gorgeous leather sit sling, which I required a few extra bespoke rings plus a padded support area. Great 1 on 1 service, produced to my specification, from high quality materials and ultimately beautifully made.

So now you know where to get your Domina or pervy partner kinky Xmas/holiday presents this 2020 😃

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Enfettered

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12 Million Blog Visits & counting….

Posted on 16/08/2022 by Mistress Sidonia

Thank you to Phetishskin for this amazing portrait of Mistress Sidonia

We are still getting new unique visitors everyday which is why we’re celebrating reaching
12 Million visits to this Femdom Blog!

Yes, our traffic’s now so huge we’ve had to add another zero to our counter!

So a giant thank you to all our supporters, dedicated members, fellow dommes and pervy friends.

So if you’re new here? And love femdom then step inside…

So What is Mistress Sidonia’s Femdom Blog
All About?

Predominantly, this blog focuses on the World of Femdom with posts on:

♦ Features & contacts for the world’s top dominatrices & prodoms
♦ Specialist BDSM equipment
♦ Fetish art & photography
♦ In depth Articles and Femdom Fictional Stories
♦ Scene News & Events (especially femdom related)
♦ My personal philosophy or general musings on female domination
♦ What’s happening inside The English Mansion – new films, my wicked exploits and introducing new dominas

A question I often get asked… yes, everything on this blog is written by me personally (with the exception of a handful of femdom fiction stories which are credited to the contributors.)

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Conference Break Pt2: Femdom Fiction

Posted on 09/08/2022 by Mistress Sidonia

Photo from: Meet My Alpha Male with Mistress T

Conference Break Pt2: Femdom Fiction

The gravel crunched underneath as Martin’s car pulled into the forecourt of the house which was Eve’s home and place of business. He paid no attention to the other two parked cars, only seeing the front door of the building, his pent-up fury and frustration with what had been done to him bubbling like hot sap within him. He rang the doorbell which was immediately answered by Eve. For a moment he forgot himself as he took in her natural beauty and captivating allure.

“Oh, hello Martin,” she smiled. “How nice of you to join us.”
“Where is she,” he growled as he re-asserted himself.
“Do come in dear,” said Eve.

He stepped through the hallway, his gait and stride denoting his purpose. He followed Eve down the hall to an ajar door near the back of the house. She entered and he followed. Charmaine sat on a bed, in some state of seeming expectation he thought. She had a summer type dress on, which was somewhat incongruous given the time of year it was.

“You fucking bitches,” he growled again. “You’ve had your fun. I want those tapes.”
Both of them giggled, as another plan burst into his head.
“Actually, I’ll make you both a deal. Let’s have a threesome for the evening, give me the tapes after and we’ll forget all about this.”
He looked at Eve and noted a faint hint of an enigmatic smile on those cruelly sexy lips and her appraising eyes. “I bet you get off on this kind of stuff,” he said. “Let’s fuck our brains out for the evening. I’d like a good lesbian show as well.”
Charmaine gasped. “Yes, that’s right dear,” he said turning to her. “I always wanted to see you go down on another woman.”
“Shut the fuck up,” barked Eve. Her commanding, strident tone took him aback. “You are our bitch now, and you are going to do what we fucking want. You see the cock sucking was just the start of it. And incidentally, Charmaine told me you received an Employee award from your company last month. Well we’re going to give you another few awards, starting with Most Promising New Cocksucker.”
“What,” he stammered, scarcely comprehending what he was hearing.
“Yes, that’s right,” hissed Eve. “Get on your knees.”

He dropped to his knees, in a seeming involuntary way, his brain no longer giving the rest of his body the orders. Eve towered over him, and as he looked up at her, transfixed, her power over him was suddenly manifest. She slapped him across the cheek and then spat on his face. He whimpered, unable to regain any semblance of control, her spittle oozing down his nose. The man he had been was somewhere outside all of this, perhaps lost forever when he entered that cubicle at the hotel.

“Are you ready Charmaine,” asked Eve.
“Yes,” she said, standing up off the bed.
“Trevor,” Eve called and the door opened and the man whom Martin had fellated earlier that day stepped through.
He was naked save for a pair of briefs, which could not conceal the bulge of his crotch.
“I believe you’ve met,” laughed Eve.
Trevor stepped over in front of him and Charmaine joined him.
“Take down his shorts,” commanded Eve, “and then undress you wife. Trevor is going to fuck her for all our entertainment.
Martin recoiled, the hypnotic state he seemed to be in ruptured for a few seconds, but only just that, as his hands slowly came up to Trevor’s hips and he gingerly pulled down his briefs.
Trevor’s magnificent member sprang out, eager for release.
Martin then stood, as Charmaine turned her back to him, offering him the zip of her dress.
“You can’t do this,” Martin whimpered.
“Oh yes I can dear,” said Charmaine. “You see Eve has shown me a new world, one in which I’m empowered. Our old lives are over.”
The dress slipped off. She was naked underneath.
Eve stepped forward. “Give Trevor’s cock a little fluff before he starts,” she ordered.

As if in a dissociative state Martin fell to his knees in front of Trevor and once again inhaled the musky taste of his cock as he started to lick it. It was rock hard. Again he felt its contours as his tongue glided over it.

“Give it a few sucks and then kiss it,” said Eve. He took it in his mouth, his lips closing over its wide circumference. He sucked it, an unforeseen and surprising greed rising in him which seemed to animate his actions.

“That’s quite enough,” said Eve. “We don’t want to spoil it for Charmaine. Give it a kiss and then we’re good to go.”

He duly complied, all autonomy now lost, his only function to obey and absorb the humiliation that was been meted out to him. Trevor took Charmaine to the bed. He lay as she sat astride him. She mounted his cock and began to ride him, establishing a rhythm as she began to moan with pleasure. Martin could not avert his eyes, even had he wanted to. Eve ordered him to the side of the bed, so he could observe at close hand. The smell and scene of their copulation was overwhelming. Charmaine rode Trevor with elation, her tits bouncing in the air, as his cock mined her, finding and releasing new treasures. The climax was coming, they all knew it.

Eve bent over Martin. “You are going to have some creampie for dessert. Do you understand?”.
“Yes,” he groaned, his mind already processing what this entailed.
And a minute later Charmaine presented her semen soaked pussy to him. He licked, the familiar scent of her pussy and juices now suffused with the salty taste of Trevor’s cum. His tongue lapped it up like a thirsty dog. Eve stood over him, supervising, and now she pointed to a little rivulet which had run a little way down Charmaine’s thigh. His tongue glided after it, greedily lapping. Now he returned to the sanctuary of her vulva and pressed his lips to it, his mouth encapsulating it as he slurped noisily on it for all he was worth.

“Well, well,” observed Eve as he eventually relented. “That’s your second little treat of the day. How good we are to you.”
Martin sat back on his haunches, his humiliation manifestly permanent. Eve left the room briefly and returned. Trevor lay on the bed and Charmaine beside him. Eve had a rubber dildo in her hand.

“Martin, I want to present you with your Most Promising New Cocksucker prize. I want you to take it home and start learning to use it on yourself. You see we are only beginning our re-education project with you and we have many more plans in the offing. What size are you by the way. I’m just wondering what you might look like in a dress!”

Martin looked at her. He had been broken, and he knew the pieces were not going to be put back together again. Somehow this woman had gotten the better of him and his wife had set it all in motion. He knew his fondness for sex and his hedonistic impulses were going to be utilised against him. And he knew he was powerless to resist.

by slave p

Read Pt 1 Here

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An Afternoon of Sissy Sexual Service: Femdom Fiction

Posted on 01/08/2022 by Mistress Sidonia

An Afternoon of Sissy Sexual Service: Femdom Fiction

His tongue glided over the sleek PVC corset, seeking out every inch in abject worship. He worked it slowly up to the magnificent contours of his Owner’s breasts, and felt again a renewed tingle in his ramrod erect cock. This was the moment he had anticipated hungrily all week as his tongue climbed her breasts, seeking out the summit of her nipples under the pvc, and then descending into the sheer bliss of her cleavage.

‘Move back you Bitch,’ she hissed.

Momentarily nonplussed he did as he was told, reluctantly breaking the rapture which had enveloped him. He sat back on his haunches, adjusting and straightening his pink maid’s sissy dress. Earlier upon meeting his Owner, she had stripped him of his suit, and in so doing had stripped his mind of any modicum of what passed as conventionality.

She had dressed him in the pink maid’s outfit with sexy stockings. After applying make up, and poppers, she had trussed him in front of a full length mirror like a mannequin, so he could see the slut he had become. And what a tart he was, she told him, as she stood behind him and reached under his dress and teasingly started stroking his cock. As his moans increased and she sensed the coming explosion, she released her hold.

‘Now worship me you whore,’ she commanded.

He had lap danced and licked her arse and sucked her strap on with gusto. Now he perched before her and he reflected that this was his true self, the only reality he sought. He watched in amazement as her hand moved to the top of the corset and stared undoing the buttons. Her tits, eager for release, popped out. His hand reflexively reached for his cock.

‘Stop it. Only when I give you permission. Now come here and worship these tits,’ she ordered.

Aware of his own limitations in the face of such magnificence, he moved his mouth over her breasts and started licking, working up to her erect nipples, licking and sucking them like there was no tomorrow. As he did so his cock sought out her PVC leg and started gyrating against it. As the movement gained more rhythm he looked to her for assent.

‘Yes, slut,’ she purred.

His tongue and mouth matched the rhythm of his cock in a frenzy of worship. The moment of release, when it came, was the essence of his being, the culmination of all he was worth. He hadn’t masturbated for four days and his cum was considerable.

‘Now whore, clean that boot and sate your own thirst,’ she instructed.

His tongue sought out that familiar salty tang, as he commenced the cleanup.

by slut penny

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The Perplexing Enigma of Bernard Montorgueil

Posted on 24/07/2022 by Mistress Sidonia

The Perplexing Enigma of Bernard Montorgueil

Anyone with an interest in femdom will no doubt have come across the erotic images of Bernard Montorgueil. Well I should say the ‘the works attributed to a Bernard Montorgueil’. This artist is a mysterious figure, his name is almost certainly a pseudonym. We know almost nothing about him or even when the art was produced. They have been dated as from the inter-war period the 1920s & ’30s, based on their style but it’s not definitive. And I say ‘his’ but ‘he’ could have been a ‘she’. It’s also not clear exactly how many images he produced, possibly 107, though there may be more. He was not just an artist but also an author, in the original manuscripts handwritten stories accompanied the illustrations. They were written in French leading to us to the presumption that he was French.

The illustrations are simple, somewhat crude pencil drawings of slender female and male figures engaged in extreme BDSM play. CP and sex acts, some brought to life with rather gaudy watercolours. They pretty much cover the gamut of female domination ‘activities’ with some homo-erotic/male bi dom and enforced feminisation thrown in. The backgrounds are usually domestic and rather refined, set in upper-class bourgeois drawing rooms (though there are dungeon scenes). The women are elegant and haughty while the men are younger and rather delicate.

His dominant women are not femme fatales but rather ‘the women next door’ dressed in tweed suits and evening dresses. The artist conveys a sense that the men are being forcibly enslaved by these women. They’re always inventive with wonderful small details and feature a mainstay of BDSM – elaborate torment contraptions and predicaments. They certainly challenge any notion that BDSM play and femdom is a relatively new phenomenon because it’s all here laid-out, from well over half a century ago!

In the 1950s Montorgueil’s illustrations and stories became very popular circulating clandestinely around underground networks. By the early 1970s his work was reprinted in limited editions by Editions Bel-Rose in the Netherlands and France and later Germany. Further reprints by various publishers followed, including ones produced for the UK. In some editions the illustrations are in black and white, whereas in others they are partially colourised with vivid colours. It is thought that they were colourised by a subsequent publisher probably in the ’70s in an attempt to modernise them and make them more saleable.

In 2014 four of Montorgueil’s actual manuscripts were sold at a Christie’s Auction for £30,000, very little is known about these first versions. However, from the auction listing we learn that some of the artworks did originally have colour on them as they are described as, “pencil drawings with touches of colour.” We also discover that some of the images were part of beautiful double page spreads accompanied by the text of the story. So the images we most commonly come across today on the web have been bastardised – chopped up and garishly coloured sadly diminishing their original artistry.

In the Christie’s catalogue, which we hope to be definitive and given they had access to the original manuscripts, Montorgueil name is spelt with a ‘gue’. In the ’70s limited and numbered Bel-Rose editions which purport to be signed by the artist, his name and signature are spelt ‘geu’. I guess nothing changes in the porn business you create it and everyone else ‘appropriates’ it 😒

A comparison of the original manuscript drawings with the ‘touches of colour’ from the Christie’s catalogue (left) with the gaudy colourised version most commonly seen today (right).

It’s difficult to imagine now with the access we have to sexual images but these artworks would have been the hard-core pornography of the time. And it’s impossible to know if they were produced as a commercial endeavour or were just one person’s private ‘wank bank’ sold on at a much later point.

I’d speculate that they were created by a man with a genuine interest in female domination, a sub with an active imagination. It doesn’t strike me as the work of a full-time artist but someone who used art to fulfil their sexual desires. If there’s no porn – you make your own, the art is his fantasy world. Someone who had another life by day and so needed to keep his identity as the artist secret.

Bernard Montorgueil should be recognised and celebrated as one of the foremost femdom authors and illustrators of the early twentieth century. Like most erotica from the past produced in secret, there’s much we will never know. While he probably didn’t appreciate how much pleasure his images and stories were about to give generation after generation of future pervs. 🙂 The real Montorgueil may be lost forever but at least the works remain as his legacy.

A selection of Bernard Montorgueil Illustrations

Bibliography – The Erotic Stories of Bernard Montorgueil
Dressage/ Training
Une Brune piquante/ A Sexy Brunette
Une Après-midi de Barbara/ An Afternoon with Barbara
Les Quat’ jeudis/ Four Thursdays
Dans la Maison des Amazones/ In the House of Amazons
L’Accusation/ The Accusation
Équivalences/ Equality
De la pénétration psychologique en matière d’éducation/ Psychological Penetration in Education
L’Invertie convertie/ Converted Invert (Invert was an old word for being for gay)

Update: I discovered, (on the blog of a collector of rare books parisolympiapress.com), that he had been attempting to find out why there were two spellings of Bernard Montorgueil name and had asked J. B. Rund for any helpful information. Rund was the publisher of 24 four volumes of Bizarre Comix (Belier Press 1975-86). Reprints of bondage cartoon serials from the 1950s originally sold mail order by Irving Klaw. Rund replied, stating he was the person who sold the original Bernard Montorgueil French manuscripts, which he found in Paris in 1969, to W. N. Schors, who, in turn, sold them to Editions Bel-Rose (Hans Langerveld) in Rotterdam. He also stated that all copies of the edition were signed by W. N. Schors using a pseudonym that he invented and that he believed the works were not produced until the 1950s or ’60s. (I’d suspected that they were possibly from a slightly later date.) His response, however, still doesn’t answer the most pertinent question – who or where did he get them from in Paris in the ’60s? He states that Schors invented the name Bernard Montorgueil but we know from the Christie’s auction that there were initialled by the author. Though it might mean he created the names using the initials. If anyone has any more information, do get in touch.

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The Lochgelly Tawse – An Aficionado’s Guide

Posted on 16/07/2022 by Mistress Sidonia

Come here naughty boy it’s time for your tawsing!

The Lochgelly Tawse – An Aficionado’s Guide

In order to appreciate the Lochgelly Tawse you need to be a CP aficionado. It’s the history and tradition that this famous Scottish implement embodies that makes it so revered!

The word ‘tawse’ or ‘taws’ in Scottish is derived from the method used to cure the hide known as ‘Tawing’. The tawse (or belt as it was called) consisted of a strip of leather with one end split into a number of tails/thongs. While Lochgelly is a place in Scotland where a famous and prolific tawse makers Robert Philp, and later John J Dick produced tawses. These were used prolifically in schools and reform centres throughout Scotland from the mid 1880s to the 1980s. They were graded as L M H XH (Light, Medium, Hard & Extra Hard) and could have either 2 or 3 thongs. XH was only used at reform schools.