Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Kinky Ballet


There is something about ballet that really turns me on. The gracefulness and the delicate touch of silk, and the soft pink and white tones speak to me. For those that know me well, my room is decorated as such. I even danced as a child. I made it up on Pointe and just after was taken out of the program for good. I have a huge ballet fetish, among others.

I was able to enjoy a bit of time in my version of a fetish ballerina. Saturday night I dressed for my part. I wore a white lace panty-garter set with white thigh highs, a white lace petticoat, my baby pink restraints, and my Pointe shoes of the palest pink. I love the feeling of having my feet bound and encased in Pointe shoes with long stands of ribbon criss-crossing up my calf. Yum!

MW, from Phoenix, and I had arranged for a flogging/ needle corset for our scene that evening. I was bound with my hands over my head to a pulley chain in the dungeon. This allowed me the ease of going up on full Pointe at any time. I danced as the flogger, the quirt, and eventually the whip met my skin. I had not played that area of my body for a long time and so I was a little sensitive. Soon tears were rolling down my cheeks and cries from my lips all as the whip beat down and I danced. I felt fragile and strong all at once in that headspace; the tortured dancer being punished for not getting the rhythm right.

After we played, I had a nice angry red tone to my skin going down the middle of my back. This was the perfect background for a pale pink needle corset complete with pearl closings. I took in 26 needles. Most were 21 gage and a few, towards the bottom, were 19 gage. Again, this is a very unique type of pain. You feel a sharp pinch as the needle enters and another of a totally different sensation as it exits your body from the inside out. The needle exiting was my favorite part; something that had gone in me was going to come out and it did in a glorious burst of white pain. I loved it.

I was then laced up with ribbon and allowed to dance around the play space in my full fetish ballet costume. Ma’am took some pictures of me so that I am able to share the work of a great artist, MW, with you.

I can’t wait to do this again. I would LOVE to do an interrogation scene as a captured dancer, tortured and stripped of her grace….May be one day…
Thank you MW for Saturday and one more fantasy fufilled. Thank You Ma'am for allowing me to have this experience.

:-)

Jenni

2 Comments:

Wednesday Addams said...

Your writing about this is beautiful, as always. That is the first time I've danced with a whip and a partner capable of going en pointe. That was one of many things that made this scene wonderful. Thank you for being my canvas for the night. :-)

Sly Johnson said...

Wow! i'm in awe! Exquisite! Entirely...the story, the pictures...it lulled me into a space that i only achieve while watching an artist draw. Through your writings, you have great ability to bring the vision to light and explain the experience in a way we are able to experience along with you. Thank you very much for sharing your story.

hugs,
~sly