SM Journal

I adore when straight men dream of being the girl in the gangbang,bound, taken, devoured. They may never admit it, but true submission is al

I raise the whip, watching their body tense, not with fear, but with readiness. The lash falls, and they absorb it, exhale through it, move

He asked to be queer art—nothing but color, rope, and flesh. I transformed him, erasing the self, leaving only vision

Men in ropes... This one was a truly remarkable subjects for sculpting. There is exquisite effort in shaping the ropes to complement the masculine form, with each line meticulously placed to trace the angles of his body. The ropes deliberately follow the natural hardness of his chest, the sharpness of his shoulders, and the deep curve of his waist, accentuating the firm muscles beneath. Every strand, pulled taut, sculpts the body emphasizing the raw beauty of muscle and bone

The position I’ve chosen today tests her limits, yet her strength shines through as she holds her form with a teacup balanced on her ass and a glass of water resting on her feet. Her breath remains steady, though we both giggle at the absurdity it all. It’s a mix of determination and humor. Truly hot. She instinctively knows how to sink into the pain, accepting it and using it to push through. That’s beauty. The ropes frame her poise, but it’s her strength, laughter, and grac

His excitement was palpable as he prepared to take the largest dildo he’d ever tried. This was new territory for him, and while he managed it beautifully, we both knew that taking my whole fist would require something more training. Moments like this might feel spontaneous, but to go further, doing your anal homeworks is essential. In Chastity, he will have plenty of "homeworks" to do. Some equipment He hadn’t done much regular practice before as he was at the beginning of hi

Brave Masochist The gentle clink of chains echoes through the room, a soft sound that breaks the stillness. A heavy mask veils their...

Chastity Cage One of my submissives is at the two-week mark of their chastity journey, and it’s been fascinating to watch them achieve...

I’ve developed a deep visual and psychological fascination with tying men. There is a special beauty in their subtleties.

I’m bored with composed faces and pointy toes. Eroticism has different meanings for all of us. People deal with pain by different means. Why are so many models conforming to the same "Dory from Finding Nemo" face? I have see some getting scolded for not confirming, but I crave raw beauty, laughter, defiance, screaming, and broken grace. I seek the cracks: a twisted expression, tangled limbs, and unguarded moments where the human shines through. Eroticism isn’t an Instagram pr

I sometimes mummify a couple (not both at the same time) and it is lovely. They support each, they know what they like, and it makes the experience that much more interesting. Once I helped one to mummify the other. The process took an hour of careful wrapping. I think mummification can relate to hypnosis. It can calm some people, make them feel peaceful, shut their brain, focus their senses inward, and if they have a fetish for it, make them aroused. Interested in trying or

I could finally embody Mr. Ishioka, a character who fascinated me with his unique blend of degrading sadism and kind, empowering words.